Inside the house, Matilda, Scott, and Claire were all swooning at the magnificent indoor decorations. Everything inside screamed luxury. Matilda saw a trophy made entirely from gold sitting near the massive home theater and ran to it, gushing in excitement. “This looks like it would be worth a lot. It’s made from pure gold. How much will I make from this if I were to sell it on the black market? 100, 200 thousand?” As she caressed the trophy, Scott walked up to her and snickered. “How dare you fantasize about selling something in your son-in-law’s house? Have you no shame?” Matilda hissed without looking at him, “What business of yours is it what I do? And it’s my son-in-law’s house, I can do whatever I want with the things I find in it.” Scott scoffed and raised his voice as he shouted, “If I find one of the things in this house missing, I will make sure I call the cops on you, you vain woman!” Matilda shot up and stared at him menacingly. “Why are you suddenly saying that to
"Oh, we'd be too crowded if everyone in our family attends. I'll stay in the house with Honey," Chloe shrugged and turned to walk up the stairs with Honey.Matilda placed a hand on her waist akimbo and chuckled, "I told you the invitation was special, didn't I? It clearly stated that everyone in our family could come if they want to.""Just when your sister and I were deliberating on what to wear to the party, we got a delivery. It was from Charles Wilkins. They came in different sizes. But the funny thing is that two of them fit your sister and me perfectly.""So I have no doubt these would fit you and your daughter perfectly as well!"Matilda then pointed at the couch in front of her. On the couch were two evening dresses in adult size and a child's size. Obviously, they belonged to Chloe and Honey.Chloe sucked in a deep breath and scratched the back of her head slightly, "So you're saying I can't turn this down, right?"Matilda shook her head and reasoned, "You're not allowed to.
When it was time to give gifts to Moore Michigan, Claire instantly became aware of where she was and the fact that they had all missed bringing a gift for the celebrant.Everyone had left their seats and swarmed towards the middle of the room where the elderly man was sitting, leaving only them."Mother, it just occurred to me we didn't come with a gift for Moore Michigan. What if someone calls us out? I mean, we're sitting in the front row where everyone has their eyes on." She couldn't take it any longer and turned to her mother worriedly.Matilda subtly waved her aside."What do you think we could've brought for him that he doesn't already have? Finding Charles Wilkins is the only thing we can do now because he's distinguished, and everyone will look up to us enviously when they realize we're about to become family with him."She hadn't seen Charles Wilkins before, so she kept her eyes on the people around Moore Michigan, hoping that one of them was him, but so far, none of them st
Ethan's voice was low and gentle, only heard by Moore Michigan.The elderly man's eyes, which were half shut due to his age, suddenly widened in shock, and his lips quivered in disbelief.However, before he could react, Paul rudely snatched the worn-out box from Ethan's hand and opened it directly. None of the gifts had been opened that evening.So it was obvious he was trying to ridicule Ethan's cheap gift. He scoffed in disbelief when he saw the mud-covered object in the box."What is this? Is the Michigan family a joke to you? How dare you mock my grandfather by gifting him a mud-covered item as a present? I ought to kill you for being so insolent!"The guests craned their necks to confirm if what he said was true."A mud-covered item? Are you sure it's a mud-covered item and not a mold of mud he put in the box? This is an insult to your esteemed family, Paul! Don't let him get away with it!""I agree. He could've played along with his family and agreed he didn't bring any present
Everyone froze.It was no news that the Michigan family had a long history with the Wilkins family, even though the Michigans were slightly beneath them.They helped each other out in times of need and never fought about anything.So why would Charles Wilkins suddenly threaten to kill Paul, not just in front of so many people, but in front of his grandfather?It was equivalent to him trying to draw a line between his family and that of Moore's.Moore loved his grandson more than anything and had cut off ties with people who hurt him in any way in the past. No matter what happened, whether his grandson was in the wrong or not, he always took his side.As expected, Paul's voice grew hoarse from screaming. He sat up and hurriedly crawled towards his grandfather. He grabbed his foot and lowered his head to the ground, weeping.Everyone glanced at the scene in front of them, eagerly waiting for Moore to react.However, instead of reacting the way they expected, Moore stretched both of his
“Yo-you can't do that! I've worked so hard to run the family company after you my whole life!" Paul seethed adamantly and tried to rush towards him. However, Charles grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back, sneereing spitefully, “With everything you've done since the last two months, do you really think you're suitable enough to lead the Michigan family?" "I know I’m capable of doing so, so get your damn hands off me!" Paul exhaled heavily, struggling to get out of his grip all to no avail.He, however, stopped struggling when Moore was helped back into his wheelchair by the man who wheeled him around. Moore faced the guests, the expression on his face as serious as ever, but with a slight hint of melancholy in his eyes. "A few months ago, I was informed that my grandson, Paul, is mentally unstable. The diagnosis didn't sit well with me as I have personally nurtured him from when he was just a baby up until this point of his life. So I refused to believe it and asked the da
“What is it? Who's that person?" Seeing him silent, everyone became curious and began asking who he was. "He's an international runaway model. One of the highest paid models of all times. I know this because my younger daughter talks about him all the time and has his picture as wallpapers in her room." “In fact, she has his picture everywhere and writes his name everywhere. And surprisingly, there’s not much people in the world who bears the exact same name as him.” "If he's one of the highest paid models of all times, doesn't that mean he's very wealthy? Why would he be working as a butler?" Someone suddenly asked. Lewis immediately snorted and added, "Most importantly, why would he be working as a butler for a family like theirs?" "And correct me if I’m wrong, but can one have a butler if they don't have a house in the first place? If you ask me, I'll say this kid is lying!" Honey had seen Lewis so many times in the past and was always frightened by him. So having him suddenl
That night in Ethan’s residenceThe day was unnecessarily stressful. So everyone settled in to sleep as soon as they had dinner. Chloe was going through a novel while Ethan was making his bed to sleep on the couch when they suddenly heard Matilda screaming in the corridor. Chloe dropped the novel and tried to get off the bed when Ethan said he’d check what was going on, so she climbed up again and waited. Ethan walked outside to see Matilda pacing to and fro in the corridor and asked calmly, “Is anything the matter, mother-in-law? I just put Honey to sleep an hour ago, I’m afraid you’d wake her if you keep raising your voice.” Matilda walked back to him and screamed angrily, “Everything’s the matter! Why should Scott William get a master bedroom while I get an ordinary room?” Ethan kept a straight face as he retorted, “The room isn’t just for him. It’s to be shared amongst you two. Just like Chloe and I share a room.” “What nonsense is that? Why would a share a room with someone