The entire time Dean rode his motor bike down the highway, he was in deep thought.His mind flashed with pulses of anger, as the thought of him being the architect of his good wife's return to her horrible family, filled him with disgust.But he would have to suck it up, at least for the time being. But he needed to make sure that he would be there on the day the family's power dynamic flipped on its head, the day that Mia would stand above them, and finally make them all regret how they had treated her throughout her life.Dean finally arrived at his destination, it was the Shadow Acre, a place that Dean and Carlos had long since established as a suitable meeting spot for their more discreet conversation.Speaking of Carlos, as Dean entered the Shadow Acre and headed to his stall, he found Carlos waiting for him there.He had arranged a meeting with Carlos the previous night, as he wanted them to both have a full and honest discussion about all the crazy events that had transpired i

Harry burst into an exaggerated laughter, as soon as Dean reveals that the documents he gave to him were those of the Imperium contract.Wiping a tear from his eye, he asked, “really Timothy?, the Imperium contract?, is that really the best that you can do?” “I take it you are not impressed with the contract?” asked Dean.“Of course I am not impressed with the contract” replied Harry.“I thought you wanted to have your house fixed?” asked Dean, “this contract will provide enough funds to assist you in doing it”“Oh Timothy, that contract is not nearly enough, not even close” responded Harry, “it would take a lot more than a couple of million dollars to reverse the damage you have done to his family” added Harry.Dean's smile refused to go away, instead, he simply asked, “but what if we can find to not only repair the damage done to your house, but also to offer you an opportunity, that you can use to raise the status of the entirety of the Hamilton family?” asked Dean.Harry stood an

Dean stepped out of Harry's study after finalizing the deal.He found Sophia, close to the study door, talking to one of the family's workers who were supposed to be cleaning the house.Once she spotted him, she was shocked and confused, “YOU!” she yelled, pointing at Dean and abandoning her conversation with the family worker.Dean then turned to look at her, and then lowered his head slightly, “good evening Mrs Hamilton” he said, smiling broadly.“Don't you dare good evening me young man, how dare you show your face here again, after what you and that useless wife of yours did here last night?” asked Sophia, snapping back at Dean.“My apologies ma'am, I can tell that you are still quite shaken by last night's events, so I understand why you would be surprised to find me here” said Dean politely.“Surprised?, I am more than just surprised Timothy, I am livid… you better get out of my house right now before I call the police!” yelled Sophia.“Calm down Sophia, that will not be necessa

Dean awoke from this slumber at around 9:15am, the reason he woke up so late, was because he was up throughout the previous night, looking through the Comet reports sent to him by Carlos.He had examined these documents thoroughly, and while he didn't see any problems on the surface, he still felt that something was missing.However, he had finally dismissed the thought the previous night, summing it up to his extreme paranoia and lack of the ability to trust people.*Knock* *Knock* Were the next sounds Dean heard on his door.“Who is it?” he asked.The door slowly, and quietly opened halfway, and soon, Dean could see Mia's head, peering into his room from behind the door.“Timmy, it's me Mia”Dean sighed and smiled after he saw Mia, the look of worry in her eyes told him exactly why she was there.“Hey Mia, good morning” responded Dean.Mia looked at Dean with an anxious expression on her face.“Is everything okay Timmy?, you don't look so good” she said.Dean shook his head, and wa

Eric took deep breaths, as beads of sweat slowly trickled down his forehead.Christopher Newton had gone silent once he asked for his help, but he was too nervous to speak up.Eric cursed himself for becoming so weak and timid.He was Eric Phillips, one of the four heavenly kings of Reville, he shouldn't be nervous when speaking to a man he watched grow up.With this thought, Eric finally gathered up the will to speak again, but before he could talk, Christopher finally responded.“I'm sorry, what did you just say?, I'm not sure I heard you properly”“I said I need your help Christopher, I was very clear on that” replied Eric.“And why exactly do you need my help?” asked Christopher.“Please Christopher, let's not play these games, you know why… everyone knows why”“So you're trying to tell me that of all the people you could have called for help, you chose me to help you”“If it makes you feel better Christopher, you weren't my first choice, but everyone else I have called has turned