“What in the world are you talking about? I know you must be delusional at the moment after hearing that I will be the one helping your wife get what she needs for the fashion business.” Francis was looking at Andrew, he wanted to mock him more knowing that there was no way he was going to be defending himself easily. Andrew yawned, his actions were a bit weird. He looked at Francis who was a bit annoyed that Andrew was doing something like that. “What in the world do you think that you're doing? You can't even pay for your daughter's treatment and you're here trying to make bets with me.” Francis smiled when he looked at Lady Gaga who shook her head as well. “Now not only is he a poor man, but he is now one who has a dream that someone like him will never live to achieve.” Francis kept mocking Andrew, he wasn't going to let that slide easily. “I bet this must be a joke for you, there is no way you are going to be betting with something like this. You are not going to win and the

Andrew sat down in his room knowing that Patrick was going to take care of everything that needed his attention. ‘Francis will have to learn his place in this house, I don't know why he thinks he has the right to insult me like that but nothing is going to be coming from it.’ Andrew sat down, he didn't even want to think of the fact that his wife wanted him to apologize to him for trying to insult him. He looked around and he noticed that there was something he was not yet cleared on and that was the reason behind all the insults that come from his wife. “I came into this house poor and broke, I knelt before everyone for them to accept me. But now things have changed and there is no way I am going to be kneeling before anyone to be accepted!” Andrew looked at his door and noticed that his wife walked in, she had a strange look on her face showing that she was either worried sick or confused about why Andrew acted that way. Lisa stood still looking at Andrew for a while, she w

Lady Gaga had invited all the members of the Hooke family to come to see Andrew fail in his attempt to be a good husband to Lisa. It was something that she would delight in, there was no way he would be able to do anything to make his wife happy. “I can't believe that the boy struck a wager with Francis, he doesn't know when he is meant to stand down and look around, he is going to pay dearly when he is not able to bring anything to Lisa,” Henry spoke up, he was looking at his wife with a smile on his face. The other family began laughing when they heard what Lady Gaga said that Andrew had in mind. They all thought that he was about to fail and no one would be able to even get that kind of thing for Lisa. “He is going to fail, but yet he keeps trying to make it look like he knows what he is doing. There is a fine line where stupidity is drawn but there is no telling what he wants to prove.” Francis spoke up, he was looking around with a smile on his face, he knew that there was n

A collective gasp echoed through the room as Andrew produced the contract, its contents sending shockwaves of disbelief rippling across the faces of the assembled family members. Lady Gaga's eyes widened in utter incredulity, her meticulously groomed eyebrows soaring upward in skepticism, as if daring Andrew to prove the authenticity of his claim. "No way," she spat, her voice dripping with disdain. "Stop pedaling these lies, Andrew! You expect us to believe that you, of all people, managed to secure the Hermes Corp contract? Francis, with all his connections and influence, couldn't even pull it off, and you think you can?" Francis snorted, his face contorting into a sneer, his lips curling upward in derision. "Yeah, right. This is probably some pathetic scam you're trying to pull off, Andrew. A desperate attempt to salvage your pathetic reputation." The other family members eagerly joined the chorus of doubt and ridicule. "How did you even manage to get a meeting with them?" one

Andrew stood by the roadside, precisely at the spot where he had instructed Patrick to pick him up. He glanced at his watch for what felt like the hundredth time, his anxiety growing with each passing moment. He was eager to get ready for Lisa's congratulatory party and didn't want to risk being late or, worse, his absence noticed. Just as he was starting to worry that Patrick was running behind schedule, a sleek black car pulled up beside him, its engine purring smoothly. The window rolled down, revealing Patrick's familiar face, his eyes sparkling with a warm smile. "Right on time, Patrick," Andrew said, flashing a grateful grin as he slid into the plush leather seat. "Of course young master," Patrick replied, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled. "I wouldn't dare keep you waiting." Andrew's mind turned to the party, and he asked urgently, "I need an outfit for Lisa's congratulatory party tonight. Can you help me out?" Patrick nodded promptly, his expression co