"Norton... Norton..." Curtis heard over and over. He had fallen into a deep sleep where he believed he could hear Joseph's voice from the far reaches of that cell. Mr. Stanton's voice became louder and closer until he opened his eyes to realize it wasn't a dream. Joseph was truly there. He had come personally to get him out of that horrible place. "Joseph?" His eyes widened in surprise, his body gave a small jump that ended in gestures of pain, and a smile was inevitable upon seeing a familiar and trustworthy face after what he had been through. "You came." Curtis got up as best as he could and quickly stood in front of the bars to hold Joseph's hands through the grate. "I rushed here as soon as I found out," Joseph confessed. "I didn't steal from you, Joseph. It was all a plot against me." "I know, Norton, I know... You don't have to tell me anything; I know perfectly well what happened." It was at that moment that Joseph noticed the damage Curtis had suffered. "What the h

Curtis immediately noticed that the saleswomen in the store were looking at him disdainfully. It was so direct and unapologetic, but he didn't care about their opinion, and they didn't care about treating him like a stray dog."There he is, surely planning to steal something," said one of the saleswomen in the gathering that was growing with more participants."I just hope he doesn't start touching the suits with his dirty hands."Curtis was undecided about the clothing he wanted to buy; there was so much variety, so many styles, and all of them were excellent, so he couldn't decide which one he wanted.His indecision led him to the most exclusive and expensive side of the store. The suits in that section had been designed by the world's best stylists, and their prices were simply exorbitant.The store manager was very close to Curtis. He, too, looked at him with disdain, hoping he wouldn't touch anything with his dirty hands while they took their time to remove him; it was probably j

Curtis returned to Joseph's car feeling like a true winner after humiliating the sellers at that store, who, by the way, now worked for the Stanton empire.Walking slightly sore from his wounds that hadn't fully healed, Curtis's gigantic smile made it all worthwhile.He gently tapped the car window in Joseph's vehicle."Finished?" asked Baxter after rolling down the window."Norton," exclaimed Joseph in awe, "you look great."Curtis began to showcase his new look, stylishly donning the suit for them to get a better view."And who is she?" Joseph asked."She's Amber," said Curtis."Amber?" questioned Baxter."She used to work as a saleswoman in the store, but I thought she could be a great help at the mansion."Curtis took Amber by the shoulders, presenting her as if she were a pet he had just adopted."If you think it's a good idea," Joseph sighed, "get her in the car."Baxter opened the door and let the two in."Wow," exclaimed Amber as she got in."You've never ridden in such a luxu

Amber began to traverse the entire mansion with that tray in her hands, intending to bring a cup of coffee to all family members.*Knock, knock* sounded at Joseph's office door."Come in," said Joseph kindly."The coffee, sir.""Great..." Joseph smiled with happiness, "it's been a long time since I received direct service to the office.""In that case, you better get used to it again because I'll be here every day bringing your coffee," said the adorable Amber as she served."Do you know where Mr. Carson is?" Amber asked."At this hour, he should be in his room; he always calls his mother early to check on her," explained Joseph."Then it will be room service."Amber smiled cordially and left the office.In Carson's room, a call with Mrs. Beth, the mother of the Stanton brothers and Joseph's ex-wife, was taking place."I swear, Mom, Dad bought an extremely expensive suit for that deadbeat, and to top it off, he brought another wretch to this mansion."Carson's mother only listened thr

The Stanton brothers enjoyed a lavish breakfast with their father in the mansion's main hall, while Amber and Curtis stood in one corner, watching them eat, ready to fulfill any needs they might have."Salt," Carson said, pushing his plate forward.Curtis stepped forward to attend to Carson's request, but Carson cleared his throat, indicating with a glance that he wanted Amber to serve him.Amber stopped Curtis with her hand and sighed resignedly. "Your salt, sir," she said, beginning to sprinkle Carson's food.Carson, in turn, glanced at Amber discreetly, recalling their encounter in his room.Carson's gaze made Amber very uncomfortable and nervous, but she didn't want Curtis or anyone else to notice what was happening.Carson once again sensed that scent, that fragrance they derogatorily referred to as 'cheap perfume.' It would be a disappointment for his brothers if they knew that this aroma had managed to captivate him in an alarming way."That idiot," Curtis whispered to Amber wh