Mason's face is extremely gloomy. Of all things Lucian had to ask for, it had to be the one thing he is so holding onto and doesn't think he can accept to give away. Now, he is finding himself in a tight spot, with no idea of what option to choose.On one hand, he would keep his life if he does as Lucian wants, and on the other hand, he would die if he doesn't. He is stuck between losing his position and keeping his life. Hah! What if he wants to keep the two?He'd only become the Patriarch last night, he hadn't even enjoyed the position that much, and now he is being asked to relinquish it. As he thought earlier, he doesn't think he can do that. This is because, he can't begin to think of himself going back to his former position, where Michael would be lording him around and he would be beneath him. No, that sounds so horrible.It is his lifetime dream to be above, to be Lord, and he has achieved it! How can he just give it up like that? Wouldn't that make him as much a coward as
It has become a norm in life that in every family, company, friendship, or gathering, even if they all have one mind, there would always be a traitor, a Judas Iscariot.Of course, this fierce-looking young lady didn't storm into the courtroom by mere chance because based on the look on her face and the several burly figures she stormed in with, it is very much clear that she was well prepared before coming. It so happens that while Lucian and Mason were lost in a heated discussion a few minutes ago, a young lady amongst the other Huttons had tipped her off about what was going on and how she should come with so many guards as it appears that Lucian is so powerful.Since there are two generations in the Hutton family, the Mansion was divided into two halves. The main part of the Mansion is occupied by the first generation as they are superior to the second generation with one-quarter of the family guards and slaves whilst the other part is occupied by the second generation and the rem
For someone who has lived at the bottom of society for so many years and endured so many insults, berations, and humiliations, Lucian has not been opportune to make genuine friends, let alone love so many people. It is only on very rare occasions that he finds himself loving someone so unconditionally–something that happens once in a hundred or more days.The first time was with his orphanage sister, who had to leave him after being adopted by a certain middle-class family. The second was with his ex-girlfriend, Laura.It is no longer a secret that he loved her with all of his heart and was willing to die for her if the necessity arose. Unfortunately, she never valued his love because he had nothing and abandoned him for another–an incident that still haunts him even up to this day.The third occasion happens to be with Chad. When he first met Chad, he'd assumed his kind gestures were because he was his Young Master and that if not for that, the old man would have been amongst those w
"OMG!" Almost everyone, especially the ladies, is shocked to their bones by that slap. Their jaws have dropped to a drastic point where a cup could fit inside and they are gaping at the woman who fearlessly raised her fist against the Lady of the family.Their hearts are almost whacking out of their panting chests, as well as their pupils from their sockets, and goosebumps are all over them with their rigid hairs standing on end so strongly as if steel sculptures and their tongues dry of any saliva.And just like them, Claudia's jaw is dropped in horror and her eyes are wide in shock. "No, that just didn't happen," she says breathlessly, shaking her head in denial and clutching her aching cheek.She really can't believe anyone would dare lay her hand on her, the Lady of the family despite that it has already happened. No, she just can't. But isn't that a clear lie? She is gripping her sore cheek, which bears the imprint of the lady's hand. Will it not be delusory if she pretends it di
"Such a brainless lady," Lucian hisses at her. "Don't you know I wouldn't have let him drop to the floor if I wasn't done with him for the time being? Anyways, since you think you can order me around, he'll have to suffer for it." He jerks Mason back to his feet and gazes around the room for another table. "There," he says, his face lighting up with a devilish grin as he finds yet another table. "Come on, we're not finished yet. Next time, you would teach your wife how to keep her tongue in her mouth as this is all on her."He begins sauntering to the second to last table in the courtroom. And surprisingly, at this point, Mason is awfully weak that he can't defend himself or refute. It is even a miracle to him that he is still hanging on as he feels like he is on the brink of death. On the very last bridge between life and death."No, no," Claudia says flatly and her expression sinks. She is an extension of her husband and as such can feel it within her that he might not make it thro
"You are guards of the Hutton family, under the governance of My Lord, Mr. Michael, and the young man you want to attack is his son and heir to this prestigious family; will you not show them any loyalty and go ahead to attack?" Chad doesn't waste a second after getting a grip on himself and his surging emotions as he reprimands the guards viciously, jaws and fists clenched."We know our jobs, so keep your fucking tongue inside that pothole you call mouth!" The leader of the guards snaps, glaring at him. "And who says we want to attack him?""If you hold no such intentions, why then do you block his path?" Chad doesn't back down as he yet snarls back at the leader. "And mind you the words you spit at my face! We are not on the same level!""I believe our business is between the lad and us, so I owe you no response to that ridiculous question! "Now, if you'll excuse me, my comrades and I have more important and better things to attend to than exchange banters with an old swine like y
"And what could that be?" Claudia raises a skeptical brow at him, standing at akimbo with her hands on her waist and her shoulders raised."You don't answer my question with a question!" Lucian hisses, his cute chiseled face stretching into a deep frown. "Appears you are not serious, I'll just go ahead and smash him against that table now." He turns and elevates his hand gripping Mason, really about to smash him against the table."Nooo! Please wait!" Claudia yells breathlessly, her chest pounding laboriously and her breath raspy. "Please don't. Please.""Now you know to beg," he scoffs without turning or dropping his hand. "Why should I listen to you?"Claudia gulps, breaking out in a cold sweat. "Be... Because I'll do whatever it is you want as long as you say the word," she stutters and bites down on her lower lip, looking so flustered.For a lady of her status, she's never been one to beg anyone. Her ego is so high that it is almost reaching the heavens. But now she has been put in
Mason's face turns gloomy as the little color on his face fades, almost turning as brown as brownies. "Ah, I thought we were already over that," he indignantly sucks his teeth, pats his head, and sighs exasperatedly. He'd waited more than nineteen years to get this golden once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to become the Patriarch and now that he finally did, he hasn't even held and enjoyed the position for up to twenty hours and he is already being asked to renounce it. He feels so disgruntled and pained. And this is not only because he would be giving up a lifetime dream, but also because once he does, he doubts he would remain the same person in the eyes of his family members.He sure has ruined his reputation in the family by doing what he did and now, once he loses his position, no one would look at him with respect as they did before anymore. He will precisely become the laughingstock of the family and one any Tom, Dick, or Harry can jeer at."Why did you have to rise back to life