"Mum! You won't believe anything good I say concerning Bryan?" Claire asked, disheartened. Freda waved her off, "You should consider yourself lucky that you weren't harassed by the ruthless mafia, then that useless husband of yours wouldn't have been able to save you," she snapped. Claire sighed, realizing that it was pointless to try convincing her mother of what had happened at Scar's residence when it was becoming all clear that she would never see a thing good about Bryan. "Hurry up, you should change into something nice and get ready to meet Louis and his friends, they are the ones who made Mark Ogiv come to your rescue and you owe them appreciation," she ordered quickly and nudged her into her room. "Mother, she doesn't have to go anywhere," Bryan said as he walked down to them on the front porch. Freda turned to him with a deep frown on her face, "I don't remember inviting you here, Bryan, not after putting my only daughter in danger!" She snapped. "Claire is my wife and I

Freda sat in the backseat of the Benz that drove down slowly into the urban district. Claire was right beside her and she didn't look pleased at all. "Mum, why must I go and do my hair? I just got this done for the banquet and it cost a small fortune," she complained with a small pout. "You're always too concerned about money, Claire and that's because your husband has left us freaking impoverished!" She snapped and leaned on the window, rolling her eyes. Claire was mute on that, she could tell that the very mention of Bryan alone always put her mother in a bad mood. There was nothing he could do to ever prove himself to her mother. "You have to look good and show up for your date with Arnold," Freda announced just as they arrived at the spa. "Date?" Claire asked, her eyes bulging. She knew there was no way in hell her mother was talking about a date with her husband, then who could it be? "Yes, that's what I said, a date," her mother replied stiffly and opened the door, stepping

The guard looked at Bryan thoroughly, he didn't recognize him as any important man in the city. He'd never been to any of the functions that lord Derek often organized and so he didn't believe that Bryan had anything to offer the lord. "You're not welcome here, this place isn't for nobodies," the guard replied sternly. Bryan flipped open the suitcase at once and pulled out the document that contained a very important railway contract that the lord had been dying to get a hold of. "Your master runs a construction company and he's been vying for this contract from the governor for a very long time, I can help him get it," Bryan replied. The guard took the contract from him and looked at it with a frown on his face. He didn't know that the lord was looking for anything concerning a railway construction and so he believed that Bryan was just trying to boast. Angrily, he tore apart the documents and flung it in his face. "Get out of here before we throw you out, dude!" He snapped. Brya

Mia rushed to the door but Bryan had already slammed it shut and he didn't open no matter how much she knocked. "Come on, Bryan, please, my mum is the one that invited him over, it had nothing to do with me. Please open the door," she begged. "Your food will get cold, go back and entertain your guest," he replied coldly. Mia sighed and went back to the dining room. Freda was still smiling at their guest as she served him a new bottle of wine from their latest stock. "Can I speak with you, mum?" Claire asked as nicely as she could. Freda looked at her oddly and then excused herself from the table. "I'll be back, Arnold, please help yourself to the wine," she said with a wide smile and went off with Claire.In the hallway, Claire turned to her mother with a deep frown on her face. "Mum, I told you this was a bad idea, I told you Bryan would be back any moment and he shouldn't see that," she said.Freda rolled her eyes, "I don't know if you've lost your memory Claire, but this is my hou

Bryan followed Raymond closely behind in his vehicle as they drove down the quiet highway. In a few minutes, they turned to the metropolis, a good distance from the beach and we were able to locate a little restaurant nestled in the edge of the city. It looked like a bed and breakfast as many people strolled out looking sleepy in pajamas and flip-flops. Raymond got out of the car and slammed the door rather aggressively as he stepped into the sun.Turning to look at the car, he spread his hands at Bryan, asking him wordlessly if he wasn't coming out of the car. "Could we just get this over with?" He asked loudly. Bryan stepped out of the car and looked around, the whole parking lot was almost vacant. Just a beat-up old truck parked at the corner of the garage, right beside the signpost. He walked to the porch and a portly old lady welcomed them both with a wide smile. "Welcome, gentlemen, would you love a room?" She asked hopefully. Raymond chuckled at her question and turned his n