Darius is confused, grandson? The low accountant is the boss' grandson? Angus is looking at him with sinister eyes, Darius doesn't even know what to do. "Good evening, sir." He bows. "I… I can explain what happened." "I hear that you like to molest women, don't respect them, and also arrest men who try to protect them." Mister Randolf says. "Tell me, how true is that?" Darius is sweating and his heart is racing. He, like the hundreds of people who work for Mister Randolf, knows that he is not to be crossed. Oh, only if someone told him that Angus was the grandson of this man, he wouldn't have gotten himself into such trouble. He knows also that he doesn't have any excuse for what he has done, so he goes down on his feet and starts to beg. "Please, sir, forgive me." He begs Mister Randolf. "If I had known that this is your grandson, I wouldn't have offended him.""Oh, don't beg me, Darius, don't be silly." Mister Randolf hiss. "Get you to your feet and take the blame for it."
Ashely finds herself bored in the house. Quinton has gone on a business trip and she is the only one in the house now. Their new house is still under renovation, so she and Quinton are still living in the house she lived with Angus. Today, she is not sitting in her living room with a bottle of wine with gladness in her heart about how she left Angus, no. She is smoking a cigarette to try to calm her brain down because she doesn't know why Angus has not come back to her on his knees, crying. He worshiped the ground that she walked on before, he would have begged her to be with him. So, why did he sign those divorce papers as if they were nothing? As if it didn't signify that he was no longer married to her. It beats her that he did that, and the fact that he left the court with the chic bitch, who does he think he is? She stands up from the living room. And stomps into the basement. She shudders at the sight of dust everywhere, it's making her skin crawl. She hasn't been here
Angus knows that Ashley did this on purpose. She probably had the money, but she chose not to pay because he offhandedly mentioned that he was not with his wallet. Now he is sitting amid all these rich people, knowing that he has millions in his account, but can't pay for her food. It's only a matter of time before the waiter returns with the angry manager. "Young man, I am tired of you and your types coming in here to eat our expensive food knowing fully well that you don't have the money to pay!" "Look, I am sorry about this, I didn't eat the food that I am supposed to pay for, it's not my fault that I left my stuff at the house." The manager huffs, rubbing his nose. He wants to say some more mean things to Angus, but he now notices that the people around might eavesdrop. "Come to the back, young man, you will have to pay for this." He mutters as he walks away. The waiter looks at Angus with a glare. "Great. Just great." Angus sighs. He picks up his envelope and leaves wit
Matilda pays and she and Angus are out of there. On the cover of the night, they walk through the darkness to her car that is parked on the other side. In his hand, Angus has the brown envelope that contains the only pictures that he has of his childhood. Ashley really made him pay for those dearly, but he is very glad that he got them. "Thank you for helping me out today." He says. "I'm really grateful." "You still haven't told me how you knew that girl from the Randolf company." Angus rubs the back of his neck, he still hasn't forgiven Joanna for showing up like that. He is still going to take it up with his grandfather. Matilda notices that he has zoned out again, so she stops in front of him, just before they get to the car. "I am serious, Angus, how do you know her?" She sighs. "I don't know her." He laughs. "I told you, she is just this random girl I met here. She was trying to go out of her way to be nice, but I don't like that." Matilda's gaze shifts, it's like she
Ashley is confused, she doesn't know why this woman has gotten closer to her and now has her hand on her shoulder. She feels a sting when the woman digs her fingers into Ashley's shoulder and she lets out a winch. "Jesus Christ, you are hurting me." She quickly shrugs her off. Joanna has been lost in her anger, but the shrug brings her back to reality. She quickly takes off her hand and smiles as she pushes a strand of hair behind her ears. "I'm sorry, I didn't know that I was digging too hard." She laughs. Ashley looks at her blankly, she can swear that she saw the intent to kill in the eyes of that woman. Anyway, she arranges herself and gives Joanna another look. "You can't say that I haven't warned you." She shrugs. "I deliberately refused to give him a child because I was scared that he was going to pass his poverty gene to them…" Joanna laughs loudly, she can't believe the outrageousness of this woman. "I didn't know that poverty can be passed down that way." "Oh, i
Ashley uses a little liquor to get her more prepared for the task ahead. She makes her way up to the house on the hill, she is very sure that it's Angus, it has to be only him. Not many people were weird enough to name their child Angus, but Angus' mother was that stupid. There are only a handful of Angus around the world, but she is sure that this broke one who is squatting in possibly the most expensive house in the country is her ex. She gets to the house and her jaw drops to the ground. The beauty that they see from down below, it's not to be compared to what it truly is. The house is five times bigger than what she lives in, she can't believe that Angus is squatting here. She ignores the doorbell and angrily beats against the door. The thought of Angus getting to live in this house sickens her. She doesn't stop hitting the door until it opens, and just as she had predicted, Angus is there. His eyes open slightly as he sees her. "Oh, I thought my eyes were deceiving me
After hours, the meeting has come to an end. The members of the parliament are exhausted, but they are still composed in the meeting. Finally, Lorenzo, who is Mister Randolf's representative, stands up to his feet to address everyone. "We did well today." He says. "So as for the major contract, it's going to be given to Matilda Moss and Angus Knighton's company." "Woah, wait." Mister John looks around with a laugh. "Are you referring to that new company? The co-owner is a woman, how can we trust her to do the job?" "Mister John, mind your misogynistic words," Lorenzo warns him. "We have little tolerance for such." "But why are we now changing companies?" John asks. "We've used Gregory Milvik's company for almost a decade, why are we changing it now?" "Because Mister Randolf says so and that's what is going to happen." Lorenzo hits the table. John raises his hands to show that he has dropped the talk, but he has an annoyed look on his face. "Mister Milvik thinks that he is so
Greg sees the shock on his face and he bursts out laughing immediately. "I guess I have to apologize for trying to get your girlfriend," Darius says. "I don't blame you, she is very beautiful and slutty too." Greg strokes his jaw as she looks at her. Darius wonders how he can refer to her as a slut, she's supposed to be his girlfriend. "Don't you think that's too much? I mean, you are her boyfriend." Darius points out. "Come on, look at her." Greg nods in her direction. "Look at those hips, look at those breasts, of course, she is a slut my slut. I like it when other men look at her but can't get with her." "What?" "Tell me the truth." Greg smiles. "Don't you get rock hard each time you look at her?" It's true though. From the first time that Darius saw Matilda, he felt a thing for her, that's why he tried to get with her but got turned down. Matilda and Angus look very happy, she gives a speech while everyone watches. Darius finds it hard to tell if Greg is proud of Matilda