Dennis, in the casual clothes he was wearing, whistled a little while holding his son who was no less neat. He glanced at the trunk to make sure of the equipment he would bring for today. Several ideas had been running through the boy's head about today. "Dennis, where are you going?" Mrs. Berlin as her grandmother asked her. Dennis glanced at the aging woman briefly. "I'm going to go on a picnic with Adelia, grandma!" he answered without the slightest burden. "Picnic?" Mrs. Berlin frowned. Dennis nodded his head. "Isn't it the weekend now." "Without bringing her nanny along with you?" Mrs. Berlin frowned again. Dennis nodded his head lightly. "Grandma, come on! It's the weekend. You know I just want to be alone with Adelia on weekends.” Dennis put Adelia in a special chair that he had prepared for his little daughter. "Would you like me to drive you, sir?" Lewis offered himself. "No need Lewis. You just keep an eye on Reymond and the boy's movements. I don't want the next plan
“Grandma…” Dennis snapped again. Mrs. Berlin raised her hand. “I knows you are exactly like your father, Son. Using Adelia and I as a threat would be pointless. So, I did this. Experience taught I to use a smarter way.” Dennis slumped weakly. “Then I will have no purpose in life anymore.” Mrs. Berlin shook her head. “No, you must have a purpose in life. You still have to carry on the Argonius Company. I will find you another woman and give you a son who will continue our company. It's not that Adelia can't afford it, but tradition requires that the Argonius Company be passed down to sons.” “I don't want to.” Mrs. Berlin cracked a smile. “You will, son. If you do that lowly woman and her mother will be at peace, safe and enjoy life comfortably. If you refuse, I don't have to repeat what happened to them, right? This is called business, Dennis.” Dennis froze for a moment, then tears fell from his eyes. He laughed heartily, but tears welled up in his eyes. In a flash, his happiness
“You can't even enter my room at will. You can have a few things in that house and tell everyone you're my wife, but you never own my heart. One more thing, we will still do that even without love. My granny wanted a male successor, while I just had a daughter. The last thing, Adelia will not call you mother because she was not born from your womb. And don't act like a good mother to her.” Lettya nodded her head. “For separate rooms, I agree. That's not too much of a problem for me. But the second rule I slightly disagree. If you have excessive business, which will harm our household in the future, I am entitled to interfere. I also have the right to ask where you are and when you will return. That's called a wife's worry. I can also enter your room at will. You say I own the house. After all, I was already your wife at that time. Ehhm, matters of the heart…” Lettya paused for a moment. His eyes met with Dennis. “Hearts and feelings cannot be forced. I have no power. But I will still
Raymond smiled and pulled Bella into his lap and then rubbed Bella's belly which was bigger than Jesselyn's. “You don't have to worry about her mouth, miss. You can teach her a lesson that she will understand.” Jesselyn snorted. “I don't know who the bitch is here." Her chest was hot, teary. Belle looked up. The woman was offended by Jesselyn's muttering. “How came the poor lady like you insulted me?” “Can't I?" said Jesselyn. Bella was about to throw her hand at Jesselyn, but the girl blocked it. “You want to kill the boy Raymond wanted?” Jesselyn snorted at Bella. Bella let out a curse. “You won while pregnant. But just see what I'm going to do to a girl like you after giving birth.” Jesselyn shrugged. “I'm not concerned about my life anymore. I don't know how you guys will torture me. In fact, I've already won over you, lady.” “Sir, your wife insulted me!” Bella gave her the last weapon. Complain to Raymond. Instantly Jesselyn's hair was pulled. The woman was put in the room.
He opened the window and continued smoking. Dennis opened his cellphone gallery, looking at the portraits of himself and Tiara and their togetherness. “Today I married someone, honey. Why didn't you come? Didn't you get the news? Why didn't you ruin my marriage, hm?” Dennis took a deep breath and then exhaled. Every day, his mind never stopped asking about Tiara's whereabouts. Only a resignation letter in very formal language that Tiara left behind. After that, nothing else. “Dennis,” Lettya stuttered when she opened the bedroom door two hours later. She didn't know Dennis was waiting for her in the room. "How are you so surprised? Where's the calm expression all this time, hm?” asked Dennis with a thin snort. “I thought you were staying in another room tonight.” Lettya, with her calm expression, approached the dressing table, intending to remove the make-up on her face. “Sure, but I have some business to do first.” Dennis with his cold voice stubbed out the cigarette, then approa
“Dennis, you better take a shower first. after that, we have breakfast together. Your mother-in-law is still here. Don't act too much.” Mrs. Berlin patted her grandson a little on the shoulder before leaving Dennis. *** Dennis came out of his room after a while joining the others in the lobby looking slightly better. Lewis,, who dressed her a little more neatly so that Damara's big name wouldn't be too embarrassed in front of the Hillman family. Lettya was also there, looking slightly better, even though the woman's path was still a little straddled. “Did you sleep well, son?” asked Mr. Hillman, who was none other than Dennis' father-in-law. Dennis stared at his father-in-law for a moment. Digest from the question the middle-aged man threw at him. Whether it's just a simple question or it's indeed a form of concern for Mr. Hillman to him. “I don't know, Dad. I drank too much alcohol last night,” said Dennis frankly. From the very beginning of his introduction, he had never been ni
“Um, Letty. Satisfied?” snorted Dennis. Letty smiled. “I'm satisfied,” said Letty, carrying her bag. Dennis followed the girl. nothing they do during the trip. Dennis several times watched the woman who was quite tough. “Did that man named Liam teach it?” Dennis asked Letty. Lettya nodded her head. "Ultimately useful now.” “So what's your ex-girlfriend like?" asked Lettya. “She likes the beach and she's your secretary. That's all I know. Maybe you'd be interested in talking about it.” Dennis gave a small snort. “You're should be regret to asked about it.” Lettya licked her lips. “Wanna play? if we both make it to the top, you must tell me about her. How?” “Why should I obey you?” Lettya licked her lips. “So that this relationship doesn't feel boring, that's all.” Dennis thought for a moment then nodded his head. "Okay, I agree.” Lettya smiled faintly. She started throwing ropes then made way for herself once her grip was strong enough she gave it to Dennis. The cliffs are not
Episode “Miss Bella, come in!” Raymond said with a warm smile. Meanwhile, Jesselyn spontaneously turned her face away without saying anything. “Is this Raymond Junior, sir?” Bella asked approaching Raymond. She took a small peek at the future generation of Rudiart. “Handsome like me, right?” asked Raymond proudly of his son. Bella smiled a little and nodded her head. “Look! His nose is as high as yours.” Raymond chuckled, delighted by Bella's words. “Of course, he looks like Raymond. He's Raymond's son,” Jesselyn snorted lightly. Bella glanced at Jesselyn with a sour face. “Congratulations on making it through that precarious process.” Then Bella's gaze returned to Raymond. “So what did you name him, sir?” she asked. Raymond smiled slightly. Repeating a name that has been mentioned before. “King Michael Rudiart,” said Raymond. Bella raised her eyebrows. “How should I call him, is it King or Michael?” “Just Michael. King is enough as an illustration of how his position will be