As Gray drives the car away, Stacy looks back with her hands over her mouth. She doesn't believe what has happened so much that she bursts into laughter. Gray smiles too, this is the first time that he is hearing his wife laugh and he likes it very much. He will continue to make her laugh for as long as they are married. “Those crazy, crazy people!” She mutters. “I can't even believe that I'm married! I don't have to deal with them anymore!” “I am glad too. Now you are my wife, officially Mrs Lance.” Gray tells her with a smile. Stacy inhales deeply, taking in all the goodness of her new life. Wendy tossed away the name, Mrs Lance so carelessly, but Stacy is so happy to have it. Shs barely knew Gray before now, but she is happy to be his wife. She runs her hand over the dashboard of the car. It's so neat and pretty, she feels like she is doing something wrong. She is not supposed to touch it. She snatches her hand away from it and holds her wrist, as if it might work on its ow

Gray thinks that Stacy is still acting, but it has been ten days since they got married and she has still been a good wife. She wakes up in the morning, cleans the entire house, cooks him some breakfast, and then, she asks him if there is anything he wants her to do. She doesn't mind that he locks himself in the office all day. He tells her that the anonymous trillionaire gave him some work to do, and she doesn't ask any questions, she is okay with that. She even carefully crafts a handwritten note and gives it to Gray. “Here, I want you to give this to your boss. It's a token of my appreciation for him allowing us to live in his house.” Gray smiles as he puts the letter carefully in a book. “Don't worry, I will give it to him.” “When next he is in the city, please let me know that I can bake him a cake.” She says. “What do you think his favorite kind of cake is?” Gray runs his hand over his heart, pretending to think. “Chocolate, I think.” “Okay. I will keep that in mind.” Sh

Stacy pulls at his shirt and whispers to him. “What are you doing, Gray? It takes thirty thousand dollars to pay for a table there! We can't afford it!” “You are nuts.” Mateo snorts. “The twin towers restaurant can't give you a reservation, even if you can afford it!” Gray takes out his phone and makes a very quick call to Alice. “Yes, I need a table at the twin towers restaurant now. Call them immediately because I will be on my way in two minutes!” “It's done, sir.” Alice says, just after two seconds. Gray's phone vibrates, he has just been sent the confirmation message. Mateo scoffs. “Now, this is impossible!” “Stacy and I will be heading there to have dinner. You all can eat this cheap food, or you can come and join us.” Gray takes Stacy's hand and starts to walk away. Wendy can't believe what she has just experienced. Did Gray actually get the table? She holds on to Mateo's hand and pouts her mouth. “Honey, you told me that you will get me a reservation at the twin towe

After they have all sat down, somehow, Gary and Stacy fade into the thin air, even though they were the ones who made the reservation. Mateo is laughing, legs spread out as he brags about things that might be true or not true. “You know, I was just speaking on the phone with the anonymous trillionaire,” Mateo brags. Mateo's old friend, who is called Gabriel, his jaw drops on the ground. “You are friends with the anonymous trillionaire?” “Yes!” Affirms Mateo. “I was the one who even gave him his business ideas. All he knows in his line is business, I was the one who taught him. When he reached the trillionaire mark, he called me and thanked me for making him who he is. He asked me to accept his gift of a large part of his business share, but I turn it down now. My father didn't raise me to take things after an act of goodness!” Stacy sighs under her breath and rolls her eyes. The waiters have come to bring in their food. The food here is very expensive, even a bottle of water is

Stacy wants to fall on her knees and beg with all of her heart. They are going to be arrested if they don't pay, she doesn't want to spend the night in a police station. “Oh, Stacy is going to sleep in the station!” Wendy mocks. “You are going to shiver with so much cold! And maybe you and your stupid husband will learn how to respect my man!” Just as Stacy is about to go down on her knees, Gray puts his hand under her arm, he won't allow her to kneel for these wicked people. Now, even Richard starts to feel bad for Stacy and Gray. He knows that Mateo has always been full of himself when they were in highschool, but he thought that he had grown up. “Come on, man, you are not actually going to get them arrested. I know you have the money, why can't you just pay for them?” Richard asks. “Oh, Richard, I won't expect you to understand the ways of the rich. When you have servants that misbehave, you have to teach them a lesson, or else it's going to get into their head. Listen and le