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From Prison Bars To Gold Bars. 41. True Colors
"You heard what the doctor said, you can't come anywhere near my son." Grace said, blocking Sheryl from going to Van's side. "Your son? Grace, the fact that you are still standing here and not sitting behind a police counter is because I'm waiting for a detailed explanation…and a severe apology from you. How dare you open your mouth and call Van your son?""Were you there for him all these years? Do you have any idea what he struggled with as a kid? What he likes? What he hates? Do you know what his dreams are??You don't!That's because you were never there for him! Even long before I took him in, Sheryl, you were never a good mother. I simply did you a favor by–" Her words were cut short as a hard slap landed on her cheek. She opened her mouth to say something else but she wasn't given a chance as another hard slap landed on her other cheek. "Watch what you say Grace. Don't think for a second that I'm willing to let this slide so easily. Once my son recovers, I'm taking him home,
From Prison Bars To Gold Bars. 42. A Family Again
"That is Ivy, right? Ivy Wilson?""Yes, that's her.""She's your cousin.""I need to sit down, please come in." He walked back inside at sat at the edge of the bed. "Are you okay?""No, not really. So…so what you're saying is…Ivy and I are related?""Well in a way, yes.""Please explain it properly to me." "Van, are you okay?""No, no I'm not. Ivy can't be my cousin, mom she's the wonan I want to marry! We have kids together! This can't be true."Sheryl knew she was supposed to focus on the discussion at hand but hearing Van call her mom so casually made her heart swell. She smiled and took his hand. "Calm down, okay? She isn't directly your cousin. You see I have two sisters but one is adopted. That adopted sister is Ivy's mother. After she was born, you were always around her, You used to carry her around saying she was your baby–wait, did you say you were getting married?""What?""You said something about getting married and having kids."Van didn't even notice that he had said
From Prison Bars To Gold Bars. 43. Lunch Date
"Your grandfather started a little advertising business back in the day, Ads for life, or AFL. It wasn't really much but he was very proud of it. After many years of hardwork and dedication, he was able to make a name for himself in the business world. After his passing, your father took over and in less than two years, AFL grew into a company worth billions. He cherished the company more than anything and always dreamed about the day you would also take over, leading the company to glory. Now Van, that time has come."Van sat quietly, staring at his mother. She was asking him to take over a company that was worth billions, a company that apparently meant the world to his late father and grandfather. A company he knew nothing about. "Why can't someone else do it?""What?""Don't get me wrong, it's not that I'm trying to run away or anything, it's just…I wouldn't want to mess things up. I don't really know anything about this company and if I took over, I'd want to do a good job at
From Prison Bars To Gold Bars. 44. Let's Get Married
Van had already suspected that Elaine was going to react aggressively, the only reason he even asked them to come over for lunch was because he wanted her father to witness her attitude for himself. He also chose not to go to a restaurant so he could keep things on the wrap as much as possible. "You just watch me. Just fucking watch! You think I'm just going sit with my tail between my legs?! Huh? What, I'm supposed to say 'oh he said he loves her so I guess that means I've lost.' fuck no!!Elaine Mochi doesn't fucking lose!!Once I make up my mind to do something, then by God I am going to do it!"Van just watched as she kept yelling and ranting, slamming her first on the table every once in a while. He glanced at Eric and his face creased into a frown when he saw the expression on the man's face. The man watched as his daughter went on a rampage with a satisfied look on his face. His arms were crossed over his broad chest and he leaned back into the dining chair, a hint of excitem
From Prison Bars To Gold Bars. 45. Another Article
The Hartley and Wilson family were gathered together in the home of the latter. Their initial reason for the meeting was to discuss wedding preparations and other things but somehow the conversation derailed completely. "I am telling you Blanche, my son would never do such an outrageous thing." Moses's mother, Rachel yelled. "He is a man of dignity and when he decides to do something, he fully commits to it! You can't just sit there and throw accusations as you please!""Throw accusations? Are you trying to imply that my daughter is the one lying?" Blanche shot back. "She caught him red handed, she saw it happen with her own two eyes! How dare you tell me that she's lying?"Bianca had paid a surprise visit to the hotel that Moses usually frequent but she had never expected to find him in bed with another woman. "Enough!" Moses yelled. "If you have a problem with what I did or who I was with, then you are more than welcome to call off the wedding!" He barked and stormed out of the li
From Prison Bars To Gold Bars. 46. Wedding Planning
'Van Everest, a victim or a dangerous criminal?'When Van read the headline, he squeezed his hand in a tight fist. Who was this person? And what was his/her intention? What would the person stand to gain by slandering his mame on social media. If Van was a criminal, he would have been scared that his deeds might come into light but since he wasn't, that fear was out the window. Instead the only thing that persisted in his mind was the single question he had been asking himself ever since he saw the first one. Why?The content of the article was basically saying that he was a liar and deserved to go to prison when he did. Rather than an accident, the Fisherman claimed that it had been Van's intention to kill Moses at that time. And just like the first one was posted, there were a whole bunch of hateful comments about him. Underneath all the comments demanding the case be reopened or he received a new sentence, one particular comment seemed to stand out, and it caught Van's eyes.
From Prison Bars To Gold Bars. 47. Divine Taste
"Well? Has he said anything?" "Obviously not, if he has I would have mentioned it. Wouldn't I?" Bianca was getting irritated. She knew Van must have seen the comment and that he knew what it meant, so why the hell wasn't he trying to reach her?!"Maybe he didn't know it was you." Blanche said. "Of course he does! Rose garden is the place he proposed to me, how on earth would he forget something like that?!""But it has been hours, why havn't we heard anything yet?""I don't know mother! If I did why would I be sitting here, staring at my phone?""Watch your tone woman. Regardless of whatever you might be feeling now, I am still your mother, and I will not tolerate any form of disrespect from you." The woman warned in a stern voice. "I'm sorry. I just don't understand why he's not saying anything. It doesn't make sense!""Patience Bianca. If he doesn't reply tomorrow, then we'll have to send him a message he wouldn't be able to ignore."Bianca didn't know what her mother meent but s
From Prison Bars To Gold Bars. 48. Truth
"When you were a little boy, you said it was your dream to own a restaurant one day. Everyone laughed when you said it but the next day, you started making drawings of what you wanted it to look like. The designs, the colors, all you. You even came up with the name yourself."As he listened to Fred, Van was hit with a sudden feeling of nostalgia. An image pooped up in his mind, a large dining room, a little boy with his parents and siblings. Was it him?Could that be the night Fred was talking about?Not remembering who he was or what his childhood was like was very frustrating, and Van couldn't help but blame Grace. "Do you remember sire, you made a bet with your father about it.""A bet." Van repeated a if in a daze, trying to dig deep into his memories. "I-It was something about drawing…or am I wrong?""You're not sire. Your father said if you completed your drawings for the restaurant and came up with a good name–""-- he would open it up for me." Van had a blank expression on hi
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128. Change of Heart
Ivy and Van were taking a stroll through the beach when they noticed a painfully familiar face. It had been a while since they had seen her and Van hoped that would be the last time. "I know you might not want to hear anything I have to say but please, all I need is five minutes." She begged, standing in front of Ivy. "Sorry, our time is precious and I'd rather not waste it with the likes of you." Van started to walk away when Ivy stopped him. "You have five minutes." She said. "Really Ivy? This is a bad idea." Van protested. "We should just go.""I know, but it wouldn't hurt to hear her out. We're in a public place, so she can't pull anything stupid this time."He sighed and plopped down on the sand. "Fine."Normally, Ivy would have just walked away without even acting like she said her, but there was something about her that seemed…. different. The Cynthia she knew had this aura of confidence surrounding her and she was always smiling like she was posing for a picture or some
126. She's Back
"Good morning Sandra."Sandra looked up from her phone and stared at the person in front of her. "I thought you already crawled under a rock to die or something.""I'm not going to let your mean words get to me. That's not why I'm here, I have a proposal for you." Cynthia sat on the chair opposite Sandra. "Did I ask you to seat?" An annoyed frown formed on her face. "You know Cynthia, you can really be dimwitted sometimes. I'm sure I made myself pretty clear the last time we saw, I want nothing to do with you. Is that too hard to understand?""Yes Sandra, it is. Even if you say you never loved me, it doesn't change the fact that you and I had something, something special.""To you, or to me?""Sandra, I know you're intentionally being mean to me because of Chris -"Sandra scoffed. "Because of Chris? Please, why the hell would I have to change who I am for that scum bag? What, are you afraid of him? Well it's not surprising, you are a big loser so it's only natural for the average per
126. She's Back
"Good morning Sandra."Sandra looked up from her phone and stared at the person in front of her. "I thought you already crawled under a rock to die or something.""I'm not going to let your mean words get to me. That's not why I'm here, I have a proposal for you." Cynthia sat on the chair opposite Sandra. "Did I ask you to seat?" An annoyed frown formed on her face. "You know Cynthia, you can really be dimwitted sometimes. I'm sure I made myself pretty clear the last time we saw, I want nothing to do with you. Is that too hard to understand?""Yes Sandra, it is. Even if you say you never loved me, it doesn't change the fact that you and I had something, something special.""To you, or to me?""Sandra, I know you're intentionally being mean to me because of Chris -"Sandra scoffed. "Because of Chris? Please, why the hell would I have to change who I am for that scum bag? What, are you afraid of him? Well it's not surprising, you are a big loser so it's only natural for the average per
126. She's Back
"Good morning Sandra."Sandra looked up from her phone and stared at the person in front of her. "I thought you already crawled under a rock to die or something.""I'm not going to let your mean words get to me. That's not why I'm here, I have a proposal for you." Cynthia sat on the chair opposite Sandra. "Did I ask you to seat?" An annoyed frown formed on her face. "You know Cynthia, you can really be dimwitted sometimes. I'm sure I made myself pretty clear the last time we saw, I want nothing to do with you. Is that too hard to understand?""Yes Sandra, it is. Even if you say you never loved me, it doesn't change the fact that you and I had something, something special.""To you, or to me?""Sandra, I know you're intentionally being mean to me because of Chris -"Sandra scoffed. "Because of Chris? Please, why the hell would I have to change who I am for that scum bag? What, are you afraid of him? Well it's not surprising, you are a big loser so it's only natural for the average per
125. Promise Of Love
Seeing Van again after a while made her heart flutter, he was really handsome. That was probably the reason she refused to lose him. Men like him were almost never easy to find. She stalled for a few minutes, waiting for her companions to show up. Her plan was simple, meet Van in a private place. Wait until the men she hired were around. Then accuse him of rape. Surely Van would never want to go to jail, and that way, they would be able to work out some kind of compromise. When she heard the knock on the door, it signalled that they had arrived, and it was time for her to do her part. She had intentionally worn light clothes that would be easy to rip apart. "Help! Anyone please!" She cried out. Van stared at her with obvious shock on his face and Cynthia couldn't help but to smile. There was no way he was getting out of this one. Her companions finally broke the lock on the door, forcing it open. "What the hell is going on here?!" Ralph, her friend and former driver demanded.
124. Set Up
Ivy felt her blood boil, after everything she had done to them, how and why would Van give her his number again?"Hey babe, when can I see you? We need to talk." She read the message out loud. "From Cynthia.""What?""Van, what the hell? After everything, your still in contact with her? Why on earth would you give her your phone number?""I swear I didn't. I have no idea how she got it.""How am I supposed to believe you? Van, so much has happened between you two.""Ivy, please. I swear to you.""How are you going to prove that you're telling the truth?""You can block her, go ahead. Check my phone, you won't find any text or call history between us."Ivy didn't want to doubt Van but her heart wasn't sure anymore. The only thing that was certain to her was the fact that she loved him, and love wasn't enough. Trust was also needed. She trusted Van, but it had its limits. "If you don't believe me, why don't we get a confession out of her ourselves?""What? How?""She wants to meet up
123. Payback Time
"Your friend is missing, what are you going to do about that?"Sandra knew that Ivy had left the Millers, Chris called her in the middle of the night and was whining about it. "So? Weren't you supposed to keep an eye on her? What does her disappeance have to do with me?""Don't you think Mr Chris might think it's your fault?""Oh? And why would he think that? Unless a certain bitch told him that I kept instigating her to leave the house." Chris had also told her that Sarah was constantly reporting her, he said she kept demanding that he punish her. Little did she know that Chris didn't believe a word she said. Since Sandra was the one who recommended them, Chris was telling her out of concern that they might plan on betraying her. "Did you just call your mother a bitch? How dare you!""Oh please Sarah, am I wrong? Isn't that what you are? A psychotic bitch who would do anything for money. And what, my mother? You stopped being my mother— and a good mother, even- ever since that day.
122. Reconciliation
Ivy thought Sarah would break down in tears or at least look heartbroken by her statement, but none of that happened. Instead she frowned even deeper and slapped her hard on the cheek. She eyed Ivy with an intense hate-filled glare, then she took the glass from the stand and walked out of her room. Ivy sat on the bed, cradling her cheek that had turned red from the impact. Never had her mother or grandmother hit her before, no matter what she said or did, she would always just scold her, then they'd make up later. If you had just been reunited with your long lost daughter, would you lay your hand on her just days after she returns? Definitely not. She had gotten her answer. Ivy spent the rest of the day up in her room, she didn't even go down to eat with them. Once it was evening, she carried her already packed bag and headed downstairs. Sarah seemed to be having a heated conversation with her husband but Ivy acted like she didn't see either of them.When she got to the front do
121. The Meeting
"Good morning everyone," Ivy had been planning on how she was going to tell them that she was leaving, but even after taking the whole night to come up with a way, she still had nothing. So she just decided to say whatever came to her mind. "Good morning dear, did you sleep well?" As usual, Sarah was the only one who spoke to her. It was like they appointed her to be the spokesperson for the family when they were talking to her. No matter what she said or did, her so called father acted like she was a total stranger. He only interacted with her once in a while and it was casual things. Like good morning or goodnight. And sometimes just a nod to answer her questions. She was sure Rosie hated her, she never spoke to her or even looked at her. It was like she didn't exist to her. Then Laura was distant, but s canhe still talked to her sometimes. Then, ever since Ivy promised to leave, she had been a bit more friendly with her. It was only their mother, Sarah, who had ensued the role
