"Oh my... How embarrassing," Yvonne muttered as she watched the recording of herself embracing Glenn tightly, even pushing her chest towards him with her revealing clothes.She couldn't imagine what was going through Glenn's mind when she offered herself so shamelessly like that. As she watched the recording further, witnessing how Glenn laid her on the bed, her heart raced as her provocative body parts were so openly displayed.But it wasn't that that made her feel ashamed earlier; it was seeing how Glenn ignored her and instead busied himself contacting his wife. She felt slapped hard in the face.‘Am I really that unattractive?’ she pondered to herself.Yvonne, who was previously proud of her body, suddenly felt insecure after seeing Glenn show no interest in her, even when she shamelessly offered herself.The embarrassment didn't stop there. She then witnessed Glenn's cold reaction when Yvonne expressed her feelings to him. Although she was sure Glenn would never bring up the issu
*Knocks*The three knocks on her door made Yvonne lift her head, pulling her out of the trance-like state induced by the embarrassment and insecurity that had haunted her since she had watched the video."Who is it?" she asked weakly."It's me," Victor's reply made Yvonne's body tense."W-who’s with you?" she stuttered; Glenn was the last person she wanted to see. She had lost face in front of that man."Calm down, it's just me," Victor reassured her, causing Yvonne to breathe a sigh of relief."Come in," Yvonne responded as she stood up from the bed and walked to the reading chair near the window, gazing out at Nickelburgh.From her seat, she could see the car lights descending the hill; she was sure it was Glenn and his wife.She could hear Victor's footsteps approaching, and then he sat beside her, "Bad news," he reported with a worried expression, seeming hesitant to disclose it to Yvonne.But he knew Yvonne had the right to know what was happening outside her knowledge.Reluctant
"Glenn, where are you? Can you come home, dear?" Irina asked with a worried tone as she connected with her son over the phone.Glenn felt guilty for making his mother anxious, as her tone indicated Irina's fatigue from waiting for news all day."Sorry, mother, we'll be home in a moment," Glenn expressed, reassuring his mother."Thank goodness... Is Hazel alright?" she continued, not forgetting to ask about her beloved daughter-in-law.Glenn glanced at Hazel, the woman peacefully asleep in the adjacent seat. "Yes, she's fine, Mother. I'll be there in ten minutes. There's no need to prepare food; we've already eaten," Glenn reported more specifically so his mother wouldn't feel like she had to wait too long."Oh, thank God... Alright, I'll ask the servant to prepare your rooms," his mother closed this time with a more cheerful tone.Glenn's car was indeed navigating the straight road lined with lush trees toward the mansion. Just as he predicted, he arrived right on time in the mansion
"Ma'am," greeted the skinny young man to Eugene. Her appearance was markedly different from before. She had cut her hair very short, giving her the air of a veteran warrior.However, Glenn and Connor immediately recognised her because of her stiff and orderly demeanour, reminding them of when she was the head waiter.Eugene seemed reluctant upon their arrival and ordered the guards to step away from the two individuals she had previously rejected."What is the matter? Connor, and young mas—I mean, Glenn?" Eugene awkwardly addressed Glenn, too accustomed to using that term for her employer's son."Um... We need your help to accept and to teach someone a lesson," Glenn explained, the request reminding him of the past, when he asked Eugene to discipline the same person.He wondered how Eugene would react upon learning who was to be entrusted to her, the same woman... Would Eugene accept her, or would it only make them more unwelcome?"This is not an educational institution or a place for
"I can arrange all of that... But, can you tell me what happened to Riverstone, Ms. Eugene? Where is Boris, actually? And... the grown men?" Glenn asked, looking worried.This time, Ms. Eugene leaned back in her chair, her gaze distant, carefully choosing her words to tell her story."Actually, I'm a caretaker substitute. Boris and the grown men left the town due to gang fights with the gangs in Shadow Hill. They're hiding somewhere and left the children and women here. The town was chaotic when I first arrived, and I've been trying to maintain it as best as possible because they have no one else to rely on. But man... This is tougher than managing the women at the Smith mansion.""I don't have adequate resources, and because they're uneducated, they're difficult to control, so I had to take extreme measures with minimal damage.""So, that's more or less the situation. Because I grew up here like Connor, I couldn't just leave this place in its current state. It's a kind of moral oblig
Glenn was astonished to hear the man's demands, "So you know who I am?!" he shouted from inside the car. As far as he remembered, no one knew about his trip to Riverstone except his family."Of course... I couldn't miss the sight of a wandering money bag far from its safe like this... When else, if not now? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity waiting for me to seize!" Juan joked happily."Juan! Let him go! You have nothing to do with him!" Eugene commanded firmly, disregarding her own condition being held by Juan Ethes's henchmen."Silence! I no longer need you, so if you still value your life, then shut your filthy mouth," Juan threatened, pointing his Glock at Eugene."Calm down, Ms. Eugene, let me handle this," Glenn ordered."Oh... How touching, but shut up! Old man! Do what I tell you!" Juan shouted at Connor, tossing a cell phone at him, hitting his chest before he caught it skillfully."Now!" Juan ordered again.Connor glanced at Glenn inside the car and, after considering
"Mom," Victor whispered to Eleanor. The woman was relaxing on the rig. After Sebastian's death; they had now switched jobs as mercenaries for anyone with money and connections.They were becoming "cleaners" for business or political rivals who needed to be eliminated by the orderer. As long as the price was right, they didn't care who the target was."I thought you had truly considered me dead, Victor," his Mom retorted."It's easier to accept, honestly. That concept lives longer than this new concept of 'parents' you implied to us," Victor replied equally vehemently."So, clearly, you're contacting me because you need my help. Is this how you ask for something from your mom?" Eleanor asked, not taking her son's words."It's not for me, but for Glenn Smith," Victor said briefly, managing to catch his Mom's attention."What's wrong with Glenn Smith? Is he still bothering you? I thought you were on good terms," Eleanor inquired."We are; that's why I'm asking for your help; he's in trou
"Glenn! I can't reach you anymore. I'm worried about you," Hazel greeted as she ran towards Glenn.The man welcomed Hazel with open arms and hugged her tightly, inhaling the scent of Hazel's body that he missed dearly. After less than two hours in Juan's prison, his nose felt anosmic, and Hazel's scent was the one he wanted to remember the most.Unfortunately, it was the opposite for Hazel. Her nose wrinkled as she caught a whiff of her husband's smell. It wasn't the masculine scent she expected from him—not that stale, faecal odour.Hazel reflexively felt nauseous, making her husband grin."Where have you been?" Hazel asked sharply, staring at her husband."Later... I need to change clothes immediately, or you'll add your vomit smell to my body," Glenn replied with a grin."Glenn, you smell like a horse stable," his mother scolded, although she was still ten meters away from him."Well, can't complain with that..." Glenn quipped, then quickly headed to the bathroom to clean up.He sc