Angus is satisfied, surely it's a good thing that he has done for Ashley even though she sure as hell doesn't deserve it. He takes a long sigh as he heads back into the building. He suddenly bumps into someone with the same height as him. "Sorry, man, my bad." The person apologized. "No problem." Angus looks up and is startled. The person he has bumped into is no other than the man he met in the club, Christian Webster. "Goodness, it's you, my friend." Mister Christian laughs. "What a pleasant surprise." They immediately shake hands, they look delighted – like two long-lost friends. "How are you doing, man?" Angus asks. "I'm sorry, but I have to admit that I have forgotten about you." "And I have taken no offense in that." Christian waves off. "We are both busy men, why are we going to blame that on one another?" Even though their meeting is pure coincidence, Angus is happy to finally meet him again. Christian Webster is dressed as fashionable as the first day Angus sees hi

Angus visits his grandfather again. This is the first time that he is visiting after the "fight" they had. His father ordered him to dump the company and also cut ties with Matilda, but he has returned now that he has found a way around it. He drives his car smoothly into the parking space where he leaves his vehicle. He takes out the key and walks to the front door. It's opened by a servant even before he gets a chance to knock on the door. "Good afternoon, Young Master." The young man bows. "Thank you, good day." Angus returns the greeting. He walks into the house and looks around the place. His mother hasn't descended the stairs to greet him, like she does whenever he visits, where is she? "My mother, where is she?" He asks the servant. "The Mistress has gone to spend a few hours in the park. She said that she misses going out." "I see," Angus says. "And the Master?" "Right behind you, son." Angus feels chills. He turns around to see his grandfather behind him, with a

It's a surprise that one day Matilda is bedridden and covered in a blanket of sadness and depression, but the next, she is on her feet all happy and gleeful. It's mainly because, somehow, Angus has found the solution to their problem. It was a very selfless move from him that he sold his shares to support the business, she is going to be grateful to him for the rest of her life. She puts her stuff back into her work bag. She doesn't forget her laptop and also her phone. She is going to have breakfast with Angus at a restaurant. Just a small discussion over breakfast as they return back to work. She picks up her bag and takes one good at her immaculate self in the mirror before she steps out of the house. She walks out of the room and heads downstairs, she finds Greg having breakfast all by himself. "Hi, babe." She kisses him. He turns around and smiles at her as he kisses her back. "It's good to see you back on your feet." He nods. "It's such a miracle how the tax problem wa

Because she is unresponsive, Greg doesn't bother taking her to the house. He drives straight to the hospital and because he is such a popular person, it only takes a brief verbal explanation and Matilda has a room to herself. Greg is seated in the corner, his left leg tapping against the ground. Matilda has a drip connected to her hand and even though she looks like she is just peacefully sleeping, he is very worried about her. She is surely going to have a breakdown when she finally wakes up with the memory of what has happened. She wasn't supposed to be there, why has she got to be so stubborn?Greg spends hours by her side, long hours and he doesn't take a break from looking at her – he doesn't eat or taste water too. Finally, after waiting for hours, she stirs on the bed. Greg immediately stands up on his feet and walks towards her. From the stir, her face starts to move and she holds her head as if it's aching, maybe it's from how terrible she fell when she fainted. "Mat

She immediately feels a chill running down her spine. Greg is the last person she expected to be here, he just left the house a few hours ago. He is still glaring at her, but he reaches into his pocket and takes out a few bills, and passes them to Johnny. "Thank you for your help, Johnny, that's all." Johnny takes the money, mutters his thanks, and walks off with great speed. Matilda takes a few steps backward, he trots into the house, and shuts the door with a loud bang. "What were you thinking trying to get that old man to help you?" He fires. She doesn't reply, she keeps moving backward. Her heart drops when he takes her hands off him and turns to her. "It won't work, Matilda. You have to realize that I am doing this for your good. My decision is final." "Sit." He orders. Because she has gotten herself into so much trouble, she quietly sits down. He walks through and fro in front of her, like an angry parent about to scold his child. "You have disappointed me, Matilda