“WHY are you here?” Wesley asked, curiosity etched on his face as he gazed at his son, bewildered by the anger that consumed him. "Do you have any reason to be here as well?" he inquired further.Francis hesitated before responding, fearing that his words might inflict pain upon his father. He needed to collect his thoughts and regain composure, though his actions alone raised Wesley's eyebrow in suspicion."If not, you should leave," Wesley asserted authoritatively."Dad, I have no business being here," Francis replied, his voice laced with contempt. Concealing his clenched fists behind his back, he ensured that August and Wesley remained unaware of his raging emotions. "I happened to hear from the company about your meeting with Remington Corporation today,” he added.His voice carried a calm demeanor, yet a sharp edge underlined his words. Struggling to maintain his composure, Francis couldn't help but fixate his gaze on August, who was acting innocent as his eyes darted between
After his intense conversation with August, Francis made his way to the Wellington Corporation, burdened with a pile of unfinished tasks for the day. Deep down, he knew his father would be disappointed if he abandoned his responsibilities and rested at the mansion. Reluctantly, he trudged into his office, only to be greeted by an unexpected sight. He saw Wesley sitting on the couch, patiently waiting for him."Dad?" Francis called out, his voice laced with confusion. His brows furrowed as he added, "What are you doing here? I thought you were planning to take the rest of the day off.""I was planning to, but something captured my attention so profoundly that I couldn't tear my mind away from it," Wesley replied, raising a white folder. It was the very proposal August had presented earlier."That young man claimed the hospital held sentimental value for him, but I believe there's more beneath the surface," Wesley explained, motioning for Francis to join him on the couch.Without hesi
TIME FLEW by, and before he knew it, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. August accompanied Nicollo to the rural hospital, the designated meeting place chosen by Francis.He found it strange at first, which led him to bring Nicollo and two additional bodyguards along. August felt that something might happen, and this could be a trap against him.Just like what happened when Harvey and Bruce beat him to death before.However, he couldn't bear to leave his questions unanswered, which was the reason why he stood in front of the hospital now.“Just wait here and wait for my signal,” August instructed Nicollo, and the latter nodded in response.As he made his way toward the hospital entrance, a secur
FRANCIS was suddenly intrigued by August’s words which surely had another meaning. Being unable to control his movement, he held onto August's collar, pulling him near.“What do you mean by that?” Francis asked in an edgy tone, his eyes narrowing as his grip on August's collar tightened. “You're planning something again, aren't you? Aren't you sick and tired of this? Why won’t you just surrender?!”His heartbeat rose, the same as the tone of his voice. Francis couldn’t explain the sudden anxiety he felt, especially staring at August whose smirk had widened while looking at his ruined, perfect demeanor.“That is why you should have sold the hospital to me in the first place,” replied August as his hand went onto Francis’ wrist, holding onto it tightly, recip
INSIDE their bedroom, August muttered a curse as he threw the phone on the other side, while he lay down on the other.He didn’t know where he still got the energy to talk with Sapphire despite what he had discovered just now.“Crap,” said August as his hand traveled on top of his chest, feeling his rapid heartbeat. “It doesn’t stop,” he added as he realized that he had that kind of heartbeat for a while now.‘It was… horrible,’ August commented as what he had seen earlier was infuriating yet pitiful at the same time.As August closed his eyes, his mind suddenly went back to what happened earlier. After he met with Francis, August didn’t go to the Remington mansion, but to the Sandoval mansion instead.
DAPHNE and Francis were standing across each other, and Francis’ hand was gripping tightly onto his wife’s wrist. Suddenly, August’s gaze darkened as he forgot the main agenda of why he went to the gate—To follow Bruce.Without having a second thought, August approached the two of them. He suddenly held Francis’ wrist and removed his hand which was holding Daphne earlier.“A-August!” Daphne exclaimed. The annoyance and frustration in her eyes earlier were now converted into confusion as she stared at August.August didn’t respond. His stares went down instead. August clenched his jaw when he noticed the redness on Daphne’s wrist, and although he knew that he should control his emotions even up to this point, he couldn’t do it now.In a swift motion, August gripped Francis’ collar. He took a step ahead and pulled Francis toward him simultaneously.“What did you do to my wife?” August asked, his voice full of intimidation and authority.However, Francis didn’t even flinch. He even enjoy
FIONA WALKER was in her deep slumber when suddenly, her phone rang. She was not about to answer it, thinking that it might be some prank call that those little kids love to pull up, especially in the middle of the night. “Damn those kids… So noisy!” Fiona exclaimed, complaining in her mind, as she took her phone from the side table. However, a light curse escaped her lips as she saw who the caller was. It was her boss, August. She immediately clicked the green button and turned the loudspeaker on. “Hello, Sir August?” Fiona asked. A hint of curiosity and hesitation was evident in her tone. “Fiona,” August muttered, making Fiona more attentive than before. “You told me before that you’re going to help me… Can I seek your help now?” She sat on the bed properly before she answered, “Of course, Sir August. You have my word.” “Alright. I need you to do something for me,” August commanded, and Fiona nodded although August couldn’t see him. August’s tone was low and gentle as he gave h
AFTER they had finished eating, everyone left to do their business. Bruce and Samantha went off to work, too, and Daphne and August did the same thing as they also went outside the mansion.Meanwhile, Jake went to his office as he pondered his thoughts, and regretted some of his decisions in life. With his desperation to be free from the Wellington family’s grasp, he tried to switch ships with the Remington family, causing his family to float amidst the two families.‘Damn… I need to make sure he wouldn’t speak, but I must turn the tables around,’ Jake thought as he stared at his door.Suddenly, someone knocked thrice before it opened, revealing a person he didn’t expect to see for today.“Father,” August greeted with a smile on his lips. It even widened as soon as he saw the confusion on Jake’s face. “May I come in?”Jake was taken aback for a moment, but after a few seconds, he was able to regain his composure.“Sure, go ahead,” Jake replied as he stood up.August sat on the couch n