Angus has been humiliated before this, but this is beyond crazy for him. He has never had money tossed at him as if he is a common beggar. Mister Moore looks at him with a sneer of disgust, but Angus doesn't even look at the money that is littered around his feet. "That's not possible, sir," Angus says with surprising calmness. "I am not with Matilda for money, I love your daughter." The man scoffs and angrily runs his hand over his chin. "What love are you talking about? You just met her a few days ago!" He says. "You are a nobody, why do you even think that I would allow you to marry her?" "Not being a nobody wasn't stated as one of the criteria, sir, when you were desperately looking for someone to marry her off to." "That was before she could walk, but now that she can, her worth has gone through the roof!" This despicable man, he has no honest bone in his body, Angus can't believe the unbelievable words that are coming out of his mouth. "Sir…."The man raises his hand an
Matilda feels nothing but resentment for her family for the way they are treating Angus. She knows that they are bad, but this is just on another whole level. Zach is the one who takes after her father's stone heart, but even this is a new low for him. "What's wrong with you, Zach?" She asks. "He saved me and this is how you are going to treat him?!" "Saved you?!" Zach scoffs. "If he only saved you, that would be different because we would have given him a hero treatment, but he chose to deceive you into marrying him.""Father!" "Your brother is right." Her father says with his mouth full. "The boy should be happy that we haven't arrested him for kidnapping you." Matilda angrily hits her hand on the table, making it shake. "This is not right! I won't allow you to treat my husband like this!" She yells at them.She looks at them straight in the eyes, she makes sure that they all see how disappointed she is in them. "And Bryon, I expected more from you." She shakes her head. "S
Angus and Matilda have spent nights sending emails to banks and begging for consideration to be given a loan, but they have received many rejections. Lorenzo tries to intervene again, but Angus doesn't allow him. He wants to see how fast he can come up with the money when he is nobody.They are both lying in bed, staring into each other's eyes. The crickets are chirping, but they aren't even paying attention. "What are we going to do now?" Matilda sighs. "It's been three days, are we going to let them win?" "Of course not." He frowns. "We still have time." "But I don't think that we do." She turns to face the ceiling. She stays like that for some time, it's obvious that she is thinking. "There is this friend of mine…"He already knows where this is heading to. "No." "He is really wealthy..." "No." "I'm sure that he wouldn't mind lending us a few millions." She looks at him again. "Please, Angus, we don't have any other option." He sits up and she immediately does the same.
The look of death on Mister Billy's face, Angus has not felt such satisfaction in a long time. He places his pen and pushes the papers over to the man who is still in shock. "It's you…" he repeats. "You're– you're him!" "What's the matter, Mister Billy? Do you want me to redo the signature again?" Angus raises one of his eyebrows. Mister Billy immediately falls to the ground, facing the floor and his hands stretched in front of him. "My lord, sir, I didn't know it was you…" he is shivering like a cat that fell into the water. "I–I should have known better. I should have done better." Angus lets out a smirk and looks at the man on the ground. "Oh, please," Angus crosses his legs. "You should have known better, that I agree, but come on. Is this how you treat everyone who walks through your door?" "No, I mean, it's the devil. I am a nice man." He continues to beg. "Please, this is my uncle's bank, he is going to kill me if he finds out?" "Find out what? That you mistreated th
By the time Angus is done, the money is now standing like a mountain in front of Mister Moore and his sons. Their jaws are slacked, and they can't recover from this shock. Never in a thousand years did they imagine that he would come up with the money. A hundred million dollars for that matter. Mister Moore picks up a wad of cash and adjusts the glasses that are sitting on the bridge of his nose. "Which bank gave you the loan?" He looks at Angus. "Does that matter?" Angus brushes against his nose. "You asked for the money and I gave it to you. What more do you want?" "If you still want our blessings, you will have to speak to my father with some respect!" Zach reminds him with a long hiss. His father raises his hand, asking Zach to sheath his sword. "I know your agitation, my boy, Angus, but I have to be sure that you have done this the right way." He says. "So, I ask again. Which bank?" Angus puts his hands into his pocket. "Malcom Bank." "That's impossible." Bryon snorts.
Whoever this person is, they have picked the wrong house. Angus is already boiling from the stress that Matilda's family put him through, he doesn't mind unleashing a little on this intruder. Ha doesn't say anything, he grabs the handle of the car, but Matilda holds him back. "What are you doing, Angus? We don't know who that person is. Isn't it best that we just call the cops?" "Nothing is going to happen to me, Matilda. I can fix it." He assures her. "Lock the doors when I step out." She reluctantly lets go of him and he walks out of the car. "Hey, who are you and why are you here?" Angus asks as he gets to the porch. "You better not waste my time. The figure stands up and gets into the light, that's when Angus sees the face. The person is Lorenzo. "Good evening, boss." "Jesus Christ, Lorenzo, what are you doing here?" Angus sighs. He is relieved that it's Lorenzo, but again, what is he doing here?! "I was worried about you, boss." "Worried?""This is the last day that y
This has got it some kind of joke, Angus is waiting for Jonathan to throw his head back with laughter and then tell him that it's a joke. But Jonathan looks as serious as a heart attack. "Is this some kind of joke? Is it supposed to be funny?" Angus looks behind him. "Why am I offering you money? I know you need the money and I want Matilda, so why is it so hard?" Angus' face is flushed with anger, but he holds himself. Jonathan sighs when he sees that Angus doesn't reply to him. "Look, I know that you think this is a bit weird, but I love Matilda. She is my ex and we only broke up because she ran away at the age of eighteen. I'm sure that a fellow man like you would understand." Angus sips from his drink. "I just have one question for you, though?" "Yes?" "Where were you when she was… crippled." Angus knows that he has asked the right question when he sees Jonathan sign and run his fingers through his hair. "Even if I told you, you'd never believe the life of a busy man li
The eyes of everyone on both Angus and Matilda are weighing them down, everyone can clearly see the shock on their faces, even though they are wearing masks. "Oh my God," Matilda mutters. This is what Jonathan wants, and he is smiling like a sheep where he stands. He is such a calculative bastard, he thought of this very well before carrying it out. He is trying to get back at Angus because Angus refuses to leave Matilda. Angus is thinking about how to get them out of this situation. He doesn't care much about himself, or what these people think, but he is worried for Matilda. Her face has gone red and sweaty, she is having such a hard time being the center of attraction. "Jonathan Gilbert, that's not true." Someone says and everyone turns to look at them. It's like a movie here, with all of the drama. Angus looks too, he wants to see the person who dared to help him, and he is stunned to see that it's no other person than Mister Malcom. Mister Malcom isn't putting on a mask