It's not only the Blanchards that are now staring at this super machine that is standing in front of the courthouse. Everyone is looking, from the lawyers and the other couples that have come to get married. They are staring at the car with their jaws on the ground. “Oh my God, who has purchased this car?!” “Is a crazily rich man here?” “This is the latest car, it has not even been released yet.” someone gasps. The Blanchards stop in their tracks when they see the car. They grow green with jealousy and look on as everyone takes out their phones and starts to snap the car. Stacy is paralyzed with fear and she almost faints when she sees the car that Gray has bought for her. He holds her up to make sure that she doesn't pass out from surprise. “What's the matter, Stacy? You don't like cars? Or is it the color?” He asks her. “Gray, I can't accept this,” her face is stilled with fear. “Tell me, did you get another loan to get this car for me? Why are you doing this?” Tommy ste
As Gray drives the car away, Stacy looks back with her hands over her mouth. She doesn't believe what has happened so much that she bursts into laughter. Gray smiles too, this is the first time that he is hearing his wife laugh and he likes it very much. He will continue to make her laugh for as long as they are married. “Those crazy, crazy people!” She mutters. “I can't even believe that I'm married! I don't have to deal with them anymore!” “I am glad too. Now you are my wife, officially Mrs Lance.” Gray tells her with a smile. Stacy inhales deeply, taking in all the goodness of her new life. Wendy tossed away the name, Mrs Lance so carelessly, but Stacy is so happy to have it. Shs barely knew Gray before now, but she is happy to be his wife. She runs her hand over the dashboard of the car. It's so neat and pretty, she feels like she is doing something wrong. She is not supposed to touch it. She snatches her hand away from it and holds her wrist, as if it might work on its ow
Because Stacy passed out, Gray has to take her into the house. He sets her on the bed in the master bedroom. She is lying on the very high quality bed with a wet towel over her head. She feels like she has fallen asleep. She wakes up in this strange room with a towel over her face. She sits up, looking around in surprise. Her fear instinct is supposed to kick in because she is in an unfamiliar environment, but she can't help but stare. She can tell that she is even in the mansion right now. Even the floors are glistening, she is scared to set her foot on the ground. Gray appears at the door and smiles at her. “How is my wife doing?” He comes closer. “Wha– what happened to me?” She asks. “You passed out, it's alright. You are fine, I think you just need to rest.” He says. “Is this a hotel? Have you brought me to a hotel, Gray?” “No, this is not a hotel. Like I said, this is your new home.” He tells her. She presses her hand over her beating chest. She doesn't understand what
Gray thinks that Stacy is still acting, but it has been ten days since they got married and she has still been a good wife. She wakes up in the morning, cleans the entire house, cooks him some breakfast, and then, she asks him if there is anything he wants her to do. She doesn't mind that he locks himself in the office all day. He tells her that the anonymous trillionaire gave him some work to do, and she doesn't ask any questions, she is okay with that. She even carefully crafts a handwritten note and gives it to Gray. “Here, I want you to give this to your boss. It's a token of my appreciation for him allowing us to live in his house.” Gray smiles as he puts the letter carefully in a book. “Don't worry, I will give it to him.” “When next he is in the city, please let me know that I can bake him a cake.” She says. “What do you think his favorite kind of cake is?” Gray runs his hand over his heart, pretending to think. “Chocolate, I think.” “Okay. I will keep that in mind.” Sh
Mrs Blanchard rushes to Mateo and tries to hug him, but he holds up his finger rudely in her face. “Future mother-in-law, do you know how much my suit cost to be professionally pressed? I don't want to be creased, I won't hug you.” If it had been anyone else, the Blanchard family would have jumped to accuse them of being rude, but not Mateo. Mrs Blanchard smiles as she moves to the side. Dan comes and shakes Mateo's hand, holding the man's hand until Mateo shrugs him off. “I got your used clothes yesterday, sir. They fit me very well,” Dan chuckles. Mateo goes to sit down. Dan's wife greets him with a deep bow. She pulls his chair for him. Mateo sits down and everyone else sits back down. Wendy is seated next to her boyfriend, she takes out her mirror, she needs to make sure that her makeup is perfect. She is always worried about her appearance when she is with Mateo. She even sleeps with a full face of makeup and even sets an alarm so that she can retouch in the morning befor
Stacy pulls at his shirt and whispers to him. “What are you doing, Gray? It takes thirty thousand dollars to pay for a table there! We can't afford it!” “You are nuts.” Mateo snorts. “The twin towers restaurant can't give you a reservation, even if you can afford it!” Gray takes out his phone and makes a very quick call to Alice. “Yes, I need a table at the twin towers restaurant now. Call them immediately because I will be on my way in two minutes!” “It's done, sir.” Alice says, just after two seconds. Gray's phone vibrates, he has just been sent the confirmation message. Mateo scoffs. “Now, this is impossible!” “Stacy and I will be heading there to have dinner. You all can eat this cheap food, or you can come and join us.” Gray takes Stacy's hand and starts to walk away. Wendy can't believe what she has just experienced. Did Gray actually get the table? She holds on to Mateo's hand and pouts her mouth. “Honey, you told me that you will get me a reservation at the twin towe
Stacy is holding her breath, but when they get to the door and Gray gives his name, they confirm his reservation. “Welcome to the twin towers restaurant, Mister Gray. You paid for the biggest table, the table of ten. Enjoy your night.” Stacy gasps with surprise, he didn't lie to her at all. He really booked the table. When she steps into the restaurant, she feels as if her soul has left her body. It's the most beautiful place that she has never seen in her life. She tears up immediately. She would have never imagined that she would ever be able to enter somewhere like this. She turns around and hugs him very tightly. “Thank you! I can't believe that I am standing in this beautiful place! Thank you for bringing me here!” He hugs her back. “I would do anything for you, my beautiful wife. I can't ask for a better wife.” He pulls the chair for her to sit down. They look around them, only the richest people are sitting around them. Do you know how much connection it takes to get a
After they have all sat down, somehow, Gary and Stacy fade into the thin air, even though they were the ones who made the reservation. Mateo is laughing, legs spread out as he brags about things that might be true or not true. “You know, I was just speaking on the phone with the anonymous trillionaire,” Mateo brags. Mateo's old friend, who is called Gabriel, his jaw drops on the ground. “You are friends with the anonymous trillionaire?” “Yes!” Affirms Mateo. “I was the one who even gave him his business ideas. All he knows in his line is business, I was the one who taught him. When he reached the trillionaire mark, he called me and thanked me for making him who he is. He asked me to accept his gift of a large part of his business share, but I turn it down now. My father didn't raise me to take things after an act of goodness!” Stacy sighs under her breath and rolls her eyes. The waiters have come to bring in their food. The food here is very expensive, even a bottle of water is