THE MAN CALLED GOD

OLD MAN VANDERBILT

The sounds of Hera's whimpers were messing with Alex's mind, giving him a headache. But he was also afraid of actively comforting her because of what often follows when people attracted to each other tries to act the gallant comforter of the sorrowful one.

He took one look at Ariella, realizing that nothing improper would happen with her right beside them.

Alex wiped Hera's face and caressed her back gently, taking a deep breath.

“Please, stop crying. You're making it look as if I'm a bad person. We're almost at the Vanderbilts manor. Do you want the old man to attack me thinking I beat you up? Stop it already.”

Hera forced a smile and quickly reached for her phone to send a message.

Within thirteen minutes, the first cars which were Kaiser's convoy stopped before a mighty bronze gate, and after a few seconds the gates opened on its own, letting them in. Aridan drove the Rolls-royce to the front porch where the old man and some staff were waiting. Hera quickly wiped her face, and adju