"Adair Huxley, you bastard! How dare you threaten me!" Aster yelled as she rushed out of her car. "Stop screaming profanities, Miss Maron. This is a school. You can stay in the car if you have nothing better to say." Adair warned. Aster balled her hands tightly into a fist, but did as he said by going silent. "You should stop your habit of balling your hands into a fist whenever you're angry. It irritates me when people show their anger, but do nothing about it." Adair said after a minute. "Why would I try to hit the man who is capable of bankrupting the Marons? That'll be very foolish of me." Aster replied indignantly. "I'm not talking about me. I'm talking about the fact Henry openly challenged you and all you did was put up a show. He practically pushed you out of the way and you stayed out of the way. I think I'll have a talk with Jordan Hale for keeping someone as weak as you in the army." "Jordan is one of your men, isn't he? I won't be surprised if you have Iris Dame in y
Aster slammed her leg down on the brakes just in time. She got out of the car anxiously only to realize she didn't run into the child. A man had his back to the car and from how close he was to the car, she had every reason to believe he was the one who was hit. "I'm really sorry. I swear I didn't see him." Aster babbled worriedly. Halsey peeked outside the window only to find the side profile of the man familiar. "Adair?" She called out and the man turned to look at her. "He's the one who introduced himself to be your friend yesterday. I think Jordan called Kendall." "Is that so?" Adair pretended to be surprised as he took a closer look at Kendall. "You're right. I didn't even find him familiar. Halsey has gotten a lot better." Halsey giggled and covered her eyes with her hands. Adair's smile faded when he returned his attention back to the scene. His eyes settled on the little boy of about 8 years old. From the way he clung onto Kendall, one would know he was frightened out o
The list of people waiting outside the office was quite long. Collette pushed her head out and viewed the people that waited in line before her."Number 27!" The office assistant called out.A lady sprung up. She adjusted her skirt and walked in. Almost immediately, number 26 cried her way out.Everyone began murmuring. The rumors turned out to be true. The company was indeed strict about their employees. They didn't just pick someone who is inexperienced. No one knew who was conducting the interview, but they speculated he or she was brutal in judging as more people failed.Collette's eyes followed each applicant as they walked into the elevator. "I wonder who the interviewer is." She mumbled to herself."I heard she's very strict." Someone whispered into her left ear. She almost shrieked when she realized he was standing directly behind her. He had nerdy glasses on. He had sprinkles at the edge of his mouth. The type one got after finishing a box of donuts. "I see." Was Collette
It took Collette a whole minute to process Evelyn's words. Then she laughed, "What?"Evelyn saw the disbelief on her face and frowned. "You think I'm joking? Well, guess what, the media won't find it difficult to believe when I tell them?" "Adair isn't gay." Collette scoffed, "I know you hate us, but you shouldn't come up with such claims. It's really demeaning of the Pitt's." "Claims?" Evelyn hissed, "Do you really think yourselves that important? Why would I make up claims regarding someone like him in the first place?" "I don't know. Maybe it's because you've not gotten any movie role in the past few months or you're just choosing to bully me like you've always wanted." Collette tutted and stepped closer to Evelyn, "What do you guys want from me? I disgraced the family and I accepted the shame that came with it." "You're thinking too much if you think you have something worthy of capturing the Pitt's family interest. And stop whining about how you were kicked out of the family b
Layla stayed in her friend's house playing mahjong with a group of women. She was quite happy since she won most of the time. "What's your trick today, Layla? You won so many times." One of the women laughed sincerely. Layla shrugged and said proudly, "I've been playing mahjong since I was a little girl." "We've all been playing since we were children and we've been winning as well. It's really surprising you beat all four of us." The second woman who Layla didn't know butted in. "Layla is a pro at this. She's always playing it, hence, she knows how to win in any situation." Layla's friend, Susan Watts, thought she should add. "That reminds me, Layla. We heard your son-in-law, Adair Huxley, won Crystal Palace while playing the lottery. A lot of people said the estate manager personally delivered the keys to him, but I doubt that. Or did your son-in-law turn out to be from a wealthy family?" The first woman asked, diverting from the game. Layla, who was taking her time to stuff th
Layla sat stupefied in her chair. She couldn't believe she had lost every single time. But that wasn't the reason she was nervous. "Hey, woman!" Ruth suddenly lost her cool, "I would've given you this card if you had won. But since you didn't, it's only right that you pay me my money before I lose my patience." "But I don't have such an amount. Where will I see such an amount of money to give you?" Layla asked in shock. "Why should I care?" Ruth hissed, "All I care about is my ten million dollars. Give it to me or you'll regret what I'll do to you." Olivia, who appeared to be scared shitless, inched closer to Layla and revealed, "This woman looks dangerous, Layla. I even heard her younger brother is one of Sharp Dagger's men." Sharp Dagger? Wasn't that the man who had held Benjamin ransom in his casino? Layla grew increasingly nervous when she thought of how Adair and Collette had merely managed to save Benjamin. "But I don't have ten million dollars. I've never even seen such a
Ruth and Grace had no idea who Adair was, but they quickly deduced who he was from his sentence and that of Olivia's. "What are you doing here?" Olivia asked, narrowing her eyes at him. "Oh, that." Adair smiled, scratching the back of his head, "My mother-in-law told me she owes someone ten million dollars. But that's not why I'm here. I'm here because someone greedy has her eyes on Crystal Palace which belongs to me." "I take it this is Layla's useless son-in-law, Adair Huxley." Ruth was fast to grasp onto who he was. Adair looked behind Olivia and pinned his eyes on Ruth. Grace looked more like a lackey, so Adair quickly knew who the boss was. "I take it you're the one my mother-in-law owes ten million dollars and the one who gave her an IOU." Adair mumbled, taking the seat Layla had sat on when she played mahjong with them. His eyes settled on the mahjong boards and he drew one closer to himself. "I have another proposal for you." "What do you think you're doing, Adair?" Oliv
Adair drove into the house's garage and parked the car. He turned to his side and was about to turn the doorknob when something grasped his shirt. "Tell me, Adair, how were you able to escape them?" Layla asked inquisitively. She knew her son-in-law had combat skills, but she really doubted he could take care of such people armed with clubs. "How I took care of them doesn't matter, mother-in-law. What matters is that I got rid of the IOU." Adair mused, shook her hand off and alighted from the car. Layla pushed the side of her door open and quickly rushed to meet Adair. "Don't think I now like you because you helped me take care of a mistake I made, after all, that's what son-in-laws should do for their mother-in-laws." She hissed, turning her head to the side. Adair refused to say what was running through her mind. "Just return the jewelry to Collette and no one will hear of this.""Don't make it sound like I'm a bad mother. I only took the jewelry because I had some bills to off