It's surprising how such a low-key ceremony is being prepared for less than fifty people. Angus is at the headquarters today, he is nicely dressed and his hair is neat. He is waiting in the reception, waiting like hundreds of people. He can see some decorators passing into an inner hall with flowers and many other things for the ceremony. He keeps his eyes on them, calmly waiting with the others. Soon, Lorenzo walks in. His steps are swift, his feet barely touching the ground before he lifts them again. He works with two people behind him, guards. He doesn't even give those waiting a look as he passes on. The receptionist jumps to her feet to greet him too, but he doesn't answer her. But just before he moves on, he sees Angus waiting with the rest. He ends the call immediately. He wants to address Angus, but he then remembers that many people are around. He clears his throat and turns to the receptionist, She stands with her hands respectfully clasped behind her. "Are all t

The place is very quiet and Angus is almost sure that if he breathes too loudly, everyone is going to turn around and look at him. There are at least fifty seats and a few people are talking to each other in very low-pitched tunes. They shake hands around before settling in their seats. Angus sees Greg talking to an elderly man in the front, he looks away and finds a seat for himself in a corner, in the last row. Just as everyone settles down, an elderly man mounts the stage. Someone goes around and shares pamphlets around. When Angus looks at it, he feels his heart stop and begin to tighten. Daniel and Katrine, that's the name of his parents. They look happy in the picture that serves as the cover of the pamphlet. They are holding each other and from the look of it, they were very much in love with each other before they died. Angus feels a warmth on his inside, as he stares at the picture of his parents, he feels like he has known them his whole life. He pulls at his tie

Angus smirks as he looks at him. "No, man, you are not going to do that." He refuses. "You are going to tell me the names of the motherfuckers that killed my parents." "Sir, I have no idea who they are. Your grandfather never told anyone who they are." "That's some bullshit." Angus fumes. "You have got to know something!" "All I know, I have told you." Lorenzo insists. "I can't lie to you, sir." Angus wants to push some more, but he can see that there is nothing else to push for. Angus stares at Lorenzo and he discovers that if he never found out about his grandfather and how rich his real family is, he would have never imagined someone like Lorenzo would be at his beck and call. Angus rubs his forehead and leaves Lorenzo in the room without another word. The building is very protected around the clock and that means Angus sees security men and women all around the building even though it's almost two at night. He meets the security guard who took his car key, and the man loo

Joanna almost laughs with surprise. This lady has got to be one of the craziest that she has ever encountered in her life. "Um, is this supposed to be a joke or something?" She asks. "Name your price." Ashley urges her. "My husband belongs to the Goldwater family, I am sure that you have heard of them before." "Lady, I don't care!" Joanna snaps. "If you are so rich now, why are you going after Angus when you know that he doesn't have anything?" Joanna sighs, placing her hand over her forehead. "Because you have no idea the humiliation I had to go through. You are a woman, how do you feel when your man can't even buy you a designer bag?!" "I don't feel anything because I bought it myself!" Joanna sneers. Ashley rolls her eyes, this isn't the reaction she was hoping to get. She drops the act of hunting for empathy from Joanna. She can now clearly see that they are different types of people. "Fine, whatever." She shrugs her shoulders. "Stop making me look like the bad person, h

Angus feels the coldness of the weather as he drives back to his house. She is sleeping very peacefully, he can't even bring himself to wake her up. She looks very peaceful, it's very different from when she was heartbroken about the contract being given to someone else. Even though it's raining heavily, he manages to carefully drive to his estate. He goes through the gate and finally to his house. The plan is to get the car into the garage, and somehow get Matilda out of the car and into a bed – without waking her. But when he gets to his house, he turns off the engine of the car. The rain is still beating down on the car, but fortunately, it's a soothing sound and doesn't wake her up. He is still looking at her peaceful face, he wants to reach out and push away the strand of hair from her perfect face, but he doesn't. Instead, he picks up his phone and makes a call. He doesn't mind stepping out for privacy, she is out cold, and she can't hear a thing. He calls Joanna, she pi