From Prison Bars To Gold Bars.

28. New Van

As Van walked through the little gates of his mother house, he noticed her standing by the door, a worried expression on her face.

"Oh goodness me, you had been gone for so long that I was starting to worry." She said as he let himself into the little house.

"Sorry about that mom, it has been a very long day. And in the end, I couldn't even get any shopping done. But it's alright, because I got something even better." He announced with a smile.

"Oh? And that might that be?"

"Mom, we're moving out of this place."

"What?"

On his way back home, Van had placed a call to his chauffeur and asked him to contact an agent that could provide a new, comfortable place where he could raise a family. He was going to have to get permission from Ivy for that, but he just decided to get the place first.

"I know it's shocking, but I want you to know that your son isn't doing anything illegal." That alone would not suffice as an explanation for his mother, and he knew that. "I met someone, a woman.