Looking at the worry in his men’s expressions, Gary felt a bit dumbfounded that they were staring at him like that, and he rubbed a hand across his face tiredly and mumbled, “What is it? Well… you just knock the shit outta some dude,” Ryan said hesitantly, eyeing the others to back him up. “How did you guys know about that?” Gary frowned, glancing between the four of them. Slowly, Ryan looked over at James, raising his brows with a curious look plastered across his face, making James sigh before facing Gary. “The clip is all over the internet.” He said calmly. “And we are confused because there’s no extra information about what led to the punch.” “Well, he insulted my mother, calling me a son of a bitch… My mom is no, bitch.” Gary snapped, clenching and unclenching his fists in anger, feeling his breathing quicken with rage. Staring in disbelief, Ryan muttered beneath his breath, “Shit, he had that one coming and deserved it… Well, more than a punch.” The room was quiet for a m
Gradually the fun was becoming a bore for the trio, with the current occurrence. But then, they had checked out of the hotel, and James had taken everyone to his mansion.Including Fallon and her mom.However, he loved cooking, he thought of making a surprise meal for everyone, before they at least some up.James was in a nearby shopping mall a few blocks from the hotel, and as he was staring at the cabbages and vegetables that lined the shelves around him, he couldn’t help listening to the two ladies gossiping beside him. “Did you see this morning’s news?” A brunette woman asked excitedly. “Of course, I saw it. I thought news about their divorce was going to be the craziest thing we would get, but it just keeps getting worse! He and her cousin… like that’s just so messed up!” A blonde lady exclaimed, throwing her free hand in the air. Wondering what the heck they were talking about, he shook his head and put the cabbage into his basket before moving to the next shelf and grabbing a
Outside the apartment was crowded with even more reporters and news crews as the seconds turned into minutes, and no one seemed willing to give up and leave. In the dining hall, Gary, Fallon, Ryan, Mrs Gilbert, and James sat around the table, in silence, eating their breakfast, and occasionally stealing glances at each other. When Fallon looked at her mother, she could tell that she was getting increasingly concerned, and she looked over at Gary, looking away from his eyes when he caught her stare. “Do you still have Sandra’s number?” Fallon said after a few moments had passed, her voice low. Raising his gaze, Gary fixed his eyes on her, but she refused to meet his stare. Taking a deep breath, Gary took a long look at her and asked, “Why do you need it?” “To end this nightmare,” Fallon muttered, her eyes glued to the table. Everyone’s gaze was now focused on her as her mother asked, her voice filled with uncertainty, “What are you talking about now?” Slowly, Fallon lifted her h
“Get off the premises! Now! Get in your car and drive off!” A guy in a police uniform with a megaphone shouted at the reporters. Some of the news crew were still confused while others were already driving off because they were afraid to get arrested for trespassing or get removed by intense force. “Why is the chief constable here… Isn’t Gary just a nobody?” A journalist whispered as the cameraman packed up their equipment. “Maybe it’s Fallon. She's Hayes… after all, and her family name is quite powerful.” The cameraman said. “You think? I thought after her father got kicked out of the Hayes Family house, they lost the right to such power and influence.” “She shares a bloodline with Henry Hayes. Of course, the power and influence are still there… if she knows how to harvest it.” “Will her step-grandma even allow her to do that? I heard Mr. Hayes’s will has never been read, and his lawyer was never given the go-ahead from his mistress to read what his dying intentions were.” Afte
The sound of her hotel door opening made Sandra raise her head and look at Cloe, the reporter that Gary punched. His nose had a bandage on it, and it was still swollen, and Sandra’s brows snapped at the sight of him. “What are you doing here?! I told you to call me. Not show up in my face, and not without warning me!” Sandra said, resting back in her bed, crossing her arms against her chest and narrowing her eyes as she stared at him. “I just got laid off from my job!” Cloe said as he sat in the empty seat in front of her desk. A look of confusion filled Sandra’s face as she cocked her right eyebrow, waiting for him to explain further. “The news I covered about Gary and your rival was pulled down from the media,” Cloe said, making her look at him in shock. “What?!” Sandra exclaimed, her voice cracking as she spoke through clenched teeth. “Who would dare cross me and my family like that?!” “My boss said the news offended someone powerful and he couldn’t risk us getting involved w
In less than a second, security came rushing towards Gary and this dude because of the commotion this guy was creating, and Gary quickly stood in a defensive position, ready to take care of whoever dared to attack him if things went awry. “What is going on here?” The security guard asked angrily as he stopped right next to Gary. “This thief stole someone’s invitation to the club and is using it to get access and benefits of the membership. I suggest that you arrest him!” The guy barked, pointing an accusing finger at Gary. “Sir, you are.” “We all know he’s Sandra’s, cheating, good for nothing, ex-stay-at-home husband. There’s no way he can afford to get into such a club… Hell, I have been trying to get into that club for years now.” “Just-” And you think this idiot here can get in?! He must have stolen that from someone else or he used a fake one. Either way, I demand the arrest of this criminal!”Frowning, Gary clutched his fist as he glared at the man, then mumbled beneath his
The room was quiet for a while, and Gary studied Bryan’s eyes, wondering if he was someone he wanted to risk the act of working with.He had only arrived in South Hill a few days ago, several things had happened. And now a guy right in front of him who had showed up at the supermarket was asking him to work with him.The same guy had claimed knowing Gary, but then Gary never knew him.For a moment, could it be a set up?With the new life he was building with Laura, he wanted nothing at all to destroy it.After a brief silence, Bryan broke the silence.“Understandable, and I respect your decision… But if I am not involved in some deep shit?” Bryan asked, arching a brow challengingly. His thoughts revolving around his reputation again, Gary hesitated, but then he remembered something, furrowed his brows slightly, faced Bryan and said, “Then you got yourself a deal.” “Well, I can drink to that,” Bryan said with a small smile as he picked up Gary’s glass and reached it out to him.Howev
The sound of hums echoed from the kitchen as James bobbed his head to the beat of the music in his mind while frying the eggs.“James, I feel healthy enough now to cook for you guys. My pains have disappeared and I’m whole. So I can cook.”“You shouldn‘t be in the kitchen.” Mrs Gilbert concluded as she walked toward him with a smile on her face.“I know… I might be rich, but at least I'm not married yet, so I can still handle my own meals.” He turned towards her and said, “Let me remember to add this, I'm also a chef.”, I was a chef…” James blurted out.“You are wealthy, but why then should you be working on cooking your meals? Aren't you supposed to have a number of people currently working and attending to your meals?” Mrs Gilbert was surprised. Never had she witnessed such a level of humility. Those who were rich always made sure they trampled on the poor. But so far she witnessed between Gary and his friends, it had been a lot of humility. “Yea, you can say that again Mrs Gilber
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The door to the lobby finally opened, and Mr. Bamford walked in with twelve police officers following closely behind him.Silence completely took over the lobby of the building and only the sound of their boots could be heard hitting the tiles as they walked over to where Gary was.The tears in Fallon’s eyes immediately stopped, and a sense of confusion flooded every part of her mind as her eyes followed the officers until they stood in front of her husband and the other five officers."Chief! What are you doing here?” One of the five officers asked with worry evident in his voice. The other four looked just as confused as him, and fear started creeping its way on their faces after the chief didn’t reply immediately.Meeting Gary’s eyes and his bloodstained nose, Mr. Bamford frowned, dragging his gaze down to Gary’s hands locked behind his back, and said, “Uncuff him now!”The firmness in his tone caused Fallon’s eyes to widen with a shocked expression, she opened her mouth, but no wo
The anger that ate at Gary slowly faded, and he looked back to see his wife staring calmly at him, and yet, he couldn‘t stop caring for what she was thinking at that moment about him.Sighing, Gary looked back at Kyle and scoffed, letting go of his collar, causing his back to hit the tile, and a cry escaped his throat.Kyle lay on the floor, holding his chest, crying and moaning, shaking his head as he tried desperately to hold in his sobbing, the room became so quiet that the sound of a pin drop could‘ve been heard.Everyone was shocked by what was happening in the lobby, and Ciara‘s hands were trembling as she tried to remember the police number, her mind a mess.“Ciara! Have you called the police yet?!” Kyle cried in rage as the pain from his face intensified because of the volume of his voice, and he moaned out, “Ciara!”“Yes sir, I‘m sorry sir, um, I need help here...” Ciara stammered with a shaky tone.“What help?”“Umm… What‘s the police number?”“What the hell, Ciara!!”His sw
As the security guards approached Gary and the others, Tom calmly took out a file from his briefcase and looked back at Kyle and the investors.“Well, I am a lawyer with a couple of degrees, including Doctor of Juridical Science degree, and this is a valid will that both Mr. Larsons and the law enforcement officials‘ signatures are on, which proves everything that Fallon has told you guys, that this company is now under her management,” Tom explained calmly, taking out the document and showing it to the investors.“I have worked with Morgan before, and that is definitely his signature on this paper. He‘s a man of honor, and so am I,” Mr. Walker immediately stated, glaring at Kyle.The security reached the scene but immediately stopped out of confusion, seeing that no one was attacking Kyle and just stood there looking at each other.“It could be a fraud! Who knows...” Kyle answered, shrugging nonchalantly.“But we do know. You just blurted out that you thought the will got destroyed a
Gazing intensely into the bathroom mirror, Gary reached for his toothbrush but then paused as a memory of Lawyers Morgans‘ words kept replaying in his head, the looks on his face when he said those words, and the way his body reacted a bit nervously to question about the will.Immediately, he grabbed his phone off the sink and scrolled for Tom‘s number until he got to it, dialing it.After ringing his number, the call got answered and Tom‘s voice popped up through the speaker, “Good morning, Boss...”“I need us to discuss something important later on today," Gary said as he watched the bathroom door reflection in the mirror slowly pushed open, and Fallon popped her head inside. Thankfully, he was tying a towel around his waist.“I'll be on my way then."“Good, we will wait on you guys before we leave, so be here by nine.”Wondering who her he was talking to so seriously at seven in the morning, Fallon reached her hands around his waist and kissed his bare back, resting her head flat a
A look of fear entered Morgan’ eyes, his expression twisting with anxiety, terror, and helplessness as he and Gary continued to stare at each other. “Which will?” Mr. Morgan finally questioned. “The will that Mr. Larson left Fallon,” Gary stated plainly, averting his gaze to stare straight into the old man’s eyes, daring him to try and lie.“Whi-cho-ne…?” Mr. Morgan murmured, barely audible for anyone to hear.Then he saw Gary’s brows furrowing, and he knew that he was getting impatient as his eyes narrowed, and he leaned forward slightly in his chair.“Don’t act like a dummy with me… speak louder.” Gary uttered in a stiff tone.Immediately, Morgan’ face turned pale, his body tensing, and then his eyes widened as he blurted out, “Oooh! Oh!! Do you mean the will Alora gave Fallon the night of Mr. Larson’s death anniversary party?!”“Is there another will for Fallon?” Gary asked as he raised his eyebrows.“No! No… no… I was just scared and my mind took its time to process everything.”
The words that Gary said to Jeremy never left Fallon’s thoughts, even though the morning was now evening, and Gary was sleeping.Adjusting her head on his warm chest, Fallon looked at him, just staring, allowing her thoughts to run wild in her head, as she listened to his heart beating, feeling his chest rise and falling, listening to his breathing.‘What package were you talking about?’ Fallon wondered as she bit her lower lip, thinking furiously.All of a sudden, she heard his phone go off, causing Garyto shift slightly on the bed, hugging onto her waist tightly, and burying his face deeper into her neck “Gary, your phone,” Fallon whispered, feeling reluctant to wake him and yet, also wanting an answer.“Hmm…” He mumbled sleepily, his voice barely audible.“Your phone…,” Fallon repeated, her tone a lot louder than a few minutes ago as she tried again to shake him awake.Finally, Gary opened his eyes, blinking slowly for several seconds. After a few more seconds he seemed to register
Anger immediately started to rise inside of her as Fallon glared at Alora with a look of pure hatred, and without even realising it, she blurted. “Grandpa left that company for me, and you can’t just take what he gave to me away!” A faint chuckle escaped Alora’s throat as she gazed down at her granddaughter, before she replied. “Oh yes, I can… you know, I thought you were getting married to this… this human being because you want to own something in this family and be a part of us…” A pause followed her words as she watched Fallon’s eyes for a sign of fear and submission and when she saw a slight flicker of emotion in her step granddaughter’s eyes, she smiled, knowing that she managed to hit Fallon’s weak spot. “I will not tolerate the disrespect I am seeing from you, Fallon, and since that’s how you want to behave, I am taking this opportunity to let you know you aren’t fit to take over any of the family business. I don’t need an arrogant, selfish, and prideful woman who does not
The dull morning light in her face with her body wrapped into Gary’s arms, Fallon just stared at him, his lashes, the details of his lips, unable to look away. Her hand rested on his cheek, and looked at his shut eyes, stroking his skin lightly as she felt her breathing become slow and steady. “I know it was just nonsense that she said, but I still can’t get her words out of my head…” Fallon whispered, leaning in closer until there were no more inches between them, their breaths mingling together. “What can’t you get out of your head?” Gary asked, his voice low and soothing as his eyelids slowly opened.Not expecting him to even be awake, Fallon froze, trying desperately to think of something, anything because she didn’t want to tell him about the conversation between Sandra and her.“Nothing,” Fallon quickly replied, pulling her face back, feeling a heat rise to her cheeks. “It’s nothing. You should go back to sleep. Yesterday was hectic, and my crying kept you up late.” “Fallon,