Jurgen overheard Gaston and John’s conversation inside the hospital. He was standing next to the slightly opened door. [“Let’s make a deal, Mr. John. Run a DNA test with me. If the result says that I am not your son, then you are free to sue me for fraud.”] Another chance came. If the test said that Gaston isn’t John’s son, he will be sued for fraud. It’s not been that long since Gaston was poisoned. However, as sly as he can be, Jurgen wished for something impossible again. ‘If Gaston disappeared, I might have the chance!’ He has Gaston’s toothbrush which he can use for DNA test and he also has Gaston’s picture when they were young. Perfect! Now all he needs to do is manipulate the test. Since he’s working as John’s exclusive guard, it is not hard for Jurgen. John trusts him the most! On the way to the Lab, Jurgen secretly changed the DNA test Sample. And that’s how the result between Mr. John and Gaston turned Negative. Jurgen saw the light. He’s going to succeed. Bu
Gaston and John underwent another DNA paternity test. The result was 99.99% “Ahhhh!” Loud crash came inside Victoria’s room. Again, the madam of the house was throwing things. Standing from the side, the maid, Cris, stared at the things the angry madam threw on the floor. ‘Shoot. We just cleaned the mess yesterday and now we are going to clean again,’ Cris thought. “I c-couldn’t believe this. G-Gaston is really Mr. H-Hopkins’s son?!” Victoria treated Gaston lower than the servants and stinkier than garbage. Who will have thought that he is actually the son of some multi-millionaire? If she knew this beforehand, she should have treated him better. The door opened and Divine came inside. In her presence, Cris bowed her head and left the room. Divine looked at the mess inside the room and his mother, who looks crazy right now. The dignified and elegant Victoria has long gone. “What’s wrong, mother?” Divine asked. Breathing heavily, Victoria looked at her daughter. “Are you s
The next morning, Gaston was invited to have lunch with his father. This is the first time they will eat together. Inside the huge dining room, Gaston sat in front of a carved oak table. There is polished silver cutlery, a red wine glass stood on his right, and folded napkins. On his plate, there’s a newly cooked red lamb steak. Gaston looked at his father, who’s sitting across from him. “I would really like to eat breakfast with you. But something came up. Still, I am happy that I finally have the time to spend with my son.” Son. The word should make Gaston satisfied. However, he could only feel the bitter taste at the tip of his tongue. ‘I’ve been looking forward to meeting you and yet…’ Gaston looked at the guard sitting beside him. The friend who betrayed him and who stole his position. No matter what Gaston said, his father will keep Jurgen by his side. Because he was his savior. Gaston felt so uncomfortable seeing Jurgen smiling at him, as if he won against him. ‘He w
“Why don’t you tell it to my father? What you saw and what you heard back in the Solice’s mansion?” Jurgen bowed his head as he reminisced about everything he saw and heard in the Solice’s mansion. How Victoria ridiculed Gaston and how Jules beat him, the memories are vivid to Jurgen. Gaston suffered a lot from their hands and yet what did Jurgen do? ‘Nothing. I did nothing,’ Jurgen said to himself. He realized the reason why Gaston abandoned him. It is because Jurgen didn’t do anything to help him even though he was under the pretext of being his best friend. ‘But what can I do? I had no power! I am just a mere guard!’ Jurgen made an excuse. He lifted his head and looked at Victoria. ‘What will happen if I tell the truth right now?’ Jurgen thought. If he tells the truth, then there’s a possibility that Victoria would also tell John was her accomplice. The only reason why they weren’t selling each other is because they need to keep both of their secrets; that they were planni
After Victoria left the house, John called Jurgen to his office.When Jurgen went inside, he saw John and young Gaston’s picture on the table. Even though the father and son reunited, they aren’t close to each other.Because if they do, then there’s no reason for John to call Jurgen.“I called you because my son wouldn’t tell me a thing,” John said to his exclusive guard.From the picture frame, Jurgen stared at his boss.“All I know is that Chairman Harold adopted him. But Gaston didn’t tell me how he lived with the Solice. Since the two of you were together, I hope you can share me the details.”With hands behind him, Jurgen answered his question.“The Madam was telling the truth,” Jurgen said.“Mrs. Victoria?”“She did not want Gaston for her daughter. And so, she tormented Gaston with words to discourage him.”This is the safest answer Jurgen could think of.“I see,” John said with a sigh. “It is because my son was only a secretary at that time.”John understood the situation but
Divine looked at the man who entered her office. Playing arrogant, Jules strode near her desk. “Hey,”he said, taking his sunglasses off. Divine looked at the documents in her hands, acting as if she didn’t see anyone. “F*ck. Why are you acting as if you did not see me?” “Grandfather told you that you are not allowed to leave the vacation house. Why are you here?” Divine asked without looking back. “Do you think I can stay still after knowing what happened while I was away?” Divine did not reply. “That Gaston was making fun of us. First he kicked me out of the house and now he’s pretending to be some billionaire’s son!” “Are you an idiot?” Divine asked. “W-What?” “No. Asking rhetorical questions is dumb itself.” Divine stared at him and said, “YOU ARE AN IDIOT.” Jules grinds his teeth as if biting a bullet. Clutching her hands together, Divine added, “Gaston and Mr. John had a DNA test. It’s 99.99% matched. And you’re saying that Gaston is only pretending?” “T-There’s no
Victoria dragged her feet inside the mansion. As soon as she went inside, she felt the gazes piercing towards her side. Her face burned in red, as if someone lit a fire inside her body. She looked around and saw servants of the mansion tilted their heads whenever they met her sharp stare. “What are you looking at?!” she shouted at the maids. She was aware of what those looks are for. Everyone knows that she went to beg for Gaston’s forgiveness but she was thrown away mercilessly. ‘That damn Gaston!’ she screamed intuitively while gritting her teeth. She heaved a sigh before she tried to compose herself. Then, she saw the maid, Cris, and called her over. “Cris!” The quick maid sprinted towards her. Cris bowed her head and greeted, “Good evening, Madam.” “Did my son come back?” “No, Madam. Sir Jules didn’t come home.” That’s odd. After all this thing happened in the house, Victoria thought that Jules would come back, especially when the news that she knelt down to Gaston spre
In the prison, Gaston met a man he didn’t expect to see behind bars. It was John’s secretary, David Hushon. It was two months before Gaston died when he saw David in the prison’s cafeteria. He was so surprised to see someone he’s familiar with. “Mr. David?” Gaston called. Wearing orange jail clothes, David covered his face with his hand. Carrying his food with his tray, Gaston sat across David. “It’s you, right? Secretary David Hushon,” Gaston said. Still covering his face, David changed his voice as he answered, “You g-got the wrong person. I am not Jacob.” That’s impossible. Gaston met him many times because Chairman Harold wanted to set a meeting with Chairman John Hopkins. Since John Hopkins wouldn’t agree, he only sent his secretary to meet Gaston. And that’s why Gaston met David. “I don’t think so. You’re really David,” Gaston said. “I said I am not.” The jail guard, who’s looking over the prisoners inside the cafeteria, heard their conversation. Then he butted in. “