Painted in all white, Andi Emerson's apartment stood taller than every other that was close by. Its compound was enough to contain about four extravagant buildings and still there would be space for a compound. An entire part was only decorated with a large blue swimming pool and trees like that of a tropical island. Another place looked like a house on its own except it was meant for cars. The parking lot would contain about forty cars or more. Andi didn't understand why Lucy Lieu would buy such a house and call it a comfortable small apartment. Sure, the place he lived before was large, if he wished to not see his parents while still living under the same roof as them, he could have done so. This place was definitely too large for a man living alone. With several bedrooms and three different living rooms. He had no use of all of those things. But growing up in a mansion, a castle! He knew he wouldn't feel uncomfortable staying at that house. Indeed, it would be comfortable for

Silence engulfed the shop as the buyers turned into onlookers to know how the story was going to end. Taylor pulled the petite manager closer to her side. "I believe no introduction is needed to let you know who he is. He isn't a good person and he is very poor now. He must be so desperate that he decided to come in here and steal one or two items, knowing well that he could make a fortune from selling them." "That isn't true!" Lucy yelled out angrily. "None of that is true. We came here together to purchase a gift because we know you sell quality!""Who will you believe?" Taylor asked. "That complete stranger-- that for all we know, she could be an accomplice-- or me? I could have sworn I saw him trying to tuck an earring into his pocket earlier." The manager looked from one woman to another. Andi was already poor so she had no reason to be good to him but she couldn't afford to get on the bad side of Taylor Simmons, especially with her fast approaching wedding with Justin Rivera.

Taylor sat on her bed with her fingernail in her mouth, biting nervously on it. She had been thinking about Andi all afternoon and it was finally bed time but she still couldn't take him off of her mind. Was he rich now? Did he take some kind of loan to sustain himself? But who would give a loan of millions to someone like Andi who didn't have any way of paying it back in the next two decades to come! Or was it that woman? The one with him earlier. She must be some rich woman who gave him money to spend lavishly. Maybe she was his rich girlfriend even though she looked quite young. Younger than him. But that face, she had seen that woman's face before. Somewhere. But where? Had they met by chance before or was she just someone she bumped into in the streets?“Ah this is so annoying!” She yelled angrily. “What the hell did he do to get such money and where is that woman from?!” She heard a knock on the door and she growled. “Who is it?!” The door pushed open and Mable walked in. “

Taylor looked up at her fiancé's face and saw him gaping. “Honey!” She whispers harshly. “What are we going to do? She is that woman with my failure ex husband! Do you think they are dating?”“Obviously not.” He responded sharply. “She didn't interfere while we spoke to Andi, obviously, it was because he was none of her business. They might have been together at the store but no girlfriend will stay quiet and watch her boyfriend being scorned. Probably she loaned him a huge sum of amount out of pity.”Her fiancé's speculation seemed to make sense. “Why didn't I think of that before?” Taylor questioned herself. “It makes perfect sense. That poor church rat tried to fool us back there and embarrass us, he should pay for his mistake.” “And he will.” There was confidence in Justin's voice. “Just leave that to me. I made myself clear to him that it wasn't over and that I would pay him back for what he did to us. Don't worry.” Taylor grinned confidently with a nod of affirmation. She trus

“Dad! You can't do that to me! Revoke your statement! Take that back!” Taylor yelled as she chased after her father who was now walking away. “I mean it! I mean every single word I said. Don't even think about daring me unless you desperately wish to leave this family.” Harold sternly stated before entering his room and slamming the door in her face. Taylor kept banging at her father's door without relent. Tears poured down her face where she stood as fear filled her entire body at once. How was she to fix what had happened? Would she have to talk to Andi politely to talk to his friend for her? She would never do that! She would rather get disowned! Mable stood a few steps away from her sister, watching her desperate attempt to get their father's attention. All her life, she had come second to Taylor and she believed she would forever be second to her for the rest of their lives. But if Taylor were to fail and get disowned, she would be able to inherit their father's property and