"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
"Perfect," praised Hazel as she looked at her husband carefully, adjusting Glenn's tie to make it symmetrical, then inspecting his suit to remove any visible dust or loose threads.Glenn watched his wife, smiling inwardly, feeling so loved."Are you sure it's perfect?" her husband teased, making Hazel squint as she reconsidered what she might have missed."It's all good; I think nothing's left out," Hazel replied confidently."You haven't given me a good luck kiss yet," teased Glenn as he pulled Hazel closer.The woman blushed, standing on tiptoes to give Glenn a brief kiss on the lips. As she tried to pull away, Glenn held her back, demanding a more extended, hotter kiss, accompanied by squeezing his wife's ass."Glenn, Glenn! You will be late!" his wife exclaimed, pulling away from Glenn. She wasn't prepared and had to take a deep breath because Glenn made it difficult for her to breathe earlier.Glenn shook his head, refusing to let go of Hazel. He pulled her back into his embrace,
"What did you say to that boy? He looks like he's seen a ghost," Eleanor whispered to Mason, pointing at Glenn, who was still standing silently with furrowed brows while observing Mason with sharp eyes."I just said that his wife is beautiful," Mason replied casually, trying to dismiss the issue.Eleanor immediately glanced at Hazel with a displeased look, assessing the woman from head to toe—the young and radiant face and body, the innocence that couldn't be hidden, the naivety.Hazel's sense of dressing was poor, unlike herself; she didn't know how to accentuate her beautiful body."Have you lowered your standards?" Eleanor sneered, making Mason smile wryly.He gently lifted Eleanor's chin to make her look at him, smiling at his wife before kissing her softly. He ignored the stares of the people around them who were witnessing their public display of affection.After breaking the kiss, Eleanor seemed to be able to smile again. She enjoyed seeing the jealous looks from other women di
"I want to come..." Hazel pleaded with Glenn as he was about to leave for Riverstone. He affectionately stroked Hazel's head.Glenn had already told her about the conditions at Riverstone and how the facilities there were inadequate for Hazel to visit. Especially when he showed her photos of the children's conditions there, Hazel didn't feel disgusted; instead, she felt even more compelled to help them."Not yet, love. If the conditions there are safe, I will definitely take you. I don't want anything to happen to you," Glenn replied, his eyes looking into Hazel's lifeless eyes, asking his wife to understand.Hazel looked sulky; she knew her husband would answer like that, but she still felt disappointed. The image of the unfortunate children at Riverstone haunted her mind. Their hollow eyes, shabby clothes, sunken cheeks, and skinny bodies disturbed her every moment and made her restless.She didn't say it to Glenn, but she knew Glenn noticed her sudden silence and frequent solitude,