Bryan had a smirk on his face as Mike's face fell. The arrogant man realized that there was no denying the authenticity of the ring now that Bryan had openly shown it to everyone. He immediately apologized to his grandmother.
"I'm so sorry, Grandma, I'm sure this is some misunderstanding from the jeweler," he said and picked up the ring, placed it in the box, and snapped it shut. "You don't deserve anything cheap or fake. I will make sure I get a more expensive stone from that careless man for you, I'm sure it's a mistake of purchase," he said with a wide smile on his face.
Grandmother was very disappointed but she didn't say anything, "Is there any particular stone you'd want? Maybe an onyx or a ruby this time?" Mike insisted, trying to impress the old woman.
"That won't be necessary," Grandfather said with a booming voice and Mike nodded quietly, pocketing his fake ring. "I didn't just call everyone here today for my birthday, I called us all to make a very important announcement," he said.
The entire room fell silent as people stared amongst themselves. There were rumors that Grandfather might be retiring and handing over everything to someone else, but no one knew who that would be. "What announcement did you want to make, grandfather?" One of Claire's uncles, Uncle Tom asked with a very soft tone.
Grandfather looked at them all and said, "In a short while, I will be retiring as you all know. I need my rest but I also need to know that the company is in capable hands," he said, "I should be able to hand over this company and sleep happily because I'm sure it's handled properly," he added.
Uncle Tom nodded, "Grandfather, you didn't have to bother with the meeting, you know I am capable and worthy of taking over the company, I have all it takes to__"
"Who said you're worthy? Oh please, Tom, everyone knows you tried to start your own company and you failed miserably at it, how then can you think of running an entire empire?" Aunt Mae snapped at him, then she turned to her daughter and would-be son-in-law with a smile, "I think this power couple is more than capable of handling the company if you ask me, they are young people and are willing to learn and be innovative, consider this grandfather," she said.
"You mean the young man that brought a fake piece of ring for grandmother? That's the con artist you want as heir to the company?" Tom asked and then scoffed, "That will never happen," he stated.
"Con artist?" Juliet asked, her face twisted in a frown, "Mike just explained that it's the jeweler's fault! He would never bring something bad for grandmother, just watch and see, he'll get her a better gift," she retorted.
Tom laughed and another cousin of theirs joined in, mocking Mike for trying to fool them with a fake ring. "He can't possibly take over the company, he's not even part of our family, he hasn't married Juliet yet, he's just a boy toy," the cousin said.
"How dare you?! Mike is everything you can never be! Do you know who he is? Who is father is in the city__" Aunt Mae began to brag but she jerked when grandfather spoke again.
"There will be no need for a debate of who's worthy and who isn't. Whoever is worthy of being the next in line will have to prove his or herself," the grandfather said and everyone listened attentively, "They will have to secure a deal with Gudling Company and make us partners," he stated.
"Did you say Gudling?" Uncle Tom asked and grimaced, the defeat on his face was pretty obvious. With that said, no one was so eager to speak anymore. They all knew how hard it was even for Grandfather with all his influence to get a deal with Gudling Company, it wasn't going to be an easy task at all. They began to murmur amongst themselves.
Suddenly, Bryan stepped forth and asked Grandfather, "If my wife gets the deal, will she become the heir of the family?" Everyone turned to him questioningly and he had to repeat himself, "Will Claire be made heiress if she gets the deal?" he repeated.
"Is that a joke? Can't you see that the same people are talking here?" Juliet snapped at him and waved him off with her fingers. "She is a part of the family and she deserves to stand a chance too," Bryan said and Claire winced, putting her head down because she knew well enough the insults that would follow.
"Claire? Are you serious? It seems your madness has also got rid of any common sense," Aunt Mae snapped at him, "She ain't even able to clear out her debt and now she wants to take over the company? That's absurd!"
Juliet agreed with her mother, "Claire and her family do not even deserve to be mentioned in this room, they are the lowest," she mocked with a nasty laugh.
"Tell that husband of yours to clear up your debt first before he comes here to suggest nonsense," Uncle Tom added with a scowl.
"It's not my fault that we're in debt, we have tried everything and__" Claire began to say in her defense but grandfather didn't let her land.
"You think you stand a chance to become the next in line?" He asked her. Claire was a little uncertain but Bryan stared at her intently and nodded slowly. Claire cleared her throat and mumbled a slow, "Yes."
"If you want to become the next in line then you don't only have to get the deal with Gudling," Grandmother said to Claire. She nodded slowly, very uncomfortable with the attention. She wondered what else would be required of her when already getting the deal seemed impossible. "To become the heiress, Claire, you will have to clear out the debt of the underworld mafia lord, Scar,in just two days," she stated solemnly.
Claire stood like a fish out of the pond. She didn't know what to say. Staring at her grandmother's face only made her more afraid of what was demanded of her. "What do you say? Will you take the deal, Claire?" Grandmother asked with a stern look.It was obvious that it was a trick question. There was no way she could pull it off, not with the debt her family was in, not when her mother was already shaking her head in shame. Bryan held her hands softly and whispered to her, "Take the opportunity, Claire, we will do this together," he said. Claire looked at him and for some reason, she was brave again, she nodded. "Yes, grandmother, I will settle the debt," she replied. Everyone was shocked, they looked at her and Bryan with pity and some laughed, claiming they were just putting up a show. "This is just a game, you could never think of appearing before the mafia lord, Scar, to talk more about clearing out the debt, where do you intend to get the money from?" Aunt Mae mocked. Grandmot
Stunned, Claire asked Juliet what she was doing at Scar's house, "I don't think grandmother asked you to clear the debt too," she said curiously. Juliet laughed and looked down at her slightly muddy shoes, wrinkled her nose and replied, "Of course she didn't ask me to do that, she doesn't hate me like she hates you, you should know that by now," she replied. Claire was upset at her speech, she knew that grandmother didn't hate her - or so her mother tirelessly tried to convince her. She was only punishing her for marrying Bryan when she had openly refused it, Claire didn't have a choice but to prove herself to her and the entire family. "Grandmother doesn't hate me, she knows I can do this," Claire replied confidently. "Of course she does," Juliet replied sarcastically, she laughed loudly and then smiled at her, "Let me guess, you think getting the deal with the Gudling family will be easy too?" She asked mockingly. "It doesn't matter, I'll take it one step at a time, I'm here
Bryan was able to catch Claire just in time before she hit the floor. He cradled her in his arms carefully and then steadied her. "You shouldn't have done that," he sneered at Scar. Claire was surprised at his boldness but she was also frightened on his behalf, she didn't want them to get into trouble with the notorious Mafia so she tried to silence him. "Don't worry, I'm fine," she mumbled and held onto Bryan's arms tightly. "How dare you touch my wife? You've just signed your death!" He snapped. Scar looked at him with raised brows and then burst out laughing, the sound a cackling and ugly one. "I have signed my death?" He asked in a mocking tone and looked at Bryan's shoes, "You dare come into my home to threaten me?!" He snapped, his face quickly morphing into an angry scowl. "You dare lay your filthy hands on my wife? Do you know what you've just done?" Bryan sneered at him. Juliet was surprised that he was talking back to the mafia. She needed Scar's help and she wanted to be
Juliet was burning red with fury, with her cheeks still hurting from the impact of the slap, she sneered at Bryan and Claire. "What the hell did you guys just do? You will regret this!" She snapped. Mark came at her again and she stepped back, evidently frightened by the angry look on the mafia's face. "I don't know what this fiasco is but I will tell grandmother and uncle all about it! I'm sure you will be punished for this humiliation!" She snapped. Mark turned to her and gave her a final cold warning, "Get out of here unless you want that pretty little face of yours to be ruined," he snapped. Juliet jerked at his voice and huffed as she angrily walked out, more or less stomping. As she grabbed her purse and got into her car, she groaned loudly as she saw the red prints on her cheeks. There was no hiding that she had just gotten hit and she was even more furious that Claire and her retard husband were somehow the reasons for that. "Why would that mafia boss listen to them, who th
Bryan got into the car with Claire but his hands were still clenched into fists and his jaw was ticking. Claire could see in fury in his eyes even as they drove off. The bag of money was still on her lap and she had tons of questions for her husband but somehow she couldn't just get the words out. "Are you okay?" He asked her as they made a sharp turn and parked in front of their home. Claire nodded. She was more than fine, she was also surprised. "I'm okay," she replied meekly. Bryan swore under his breath and mumbled something she couldn't quite grab. "Bryan, really, I'm okay," she replied with a smile. "Did he hurt you? I'm sorry I couldn't protect you properly from that sonofabitch," he said worriedly, his eyes scanned over her body with angry eyes. Bryan was so upset that the beast dared ro lay a hand on his wife. "Will you stop worrying? No one hurt me," she said and stretched to hold his hands which were clenched on the steering. She tried to ease it off slowly and then pla
"Mum! You won't believe anything good I say concerning Bryan?" Claire asked, disheartened. Freda waved her off, "You should consider yourself lucky that you weren't harassed by the ruthless mafia, then that useless husband of yours wouldn't have been able to save you," she snapped. Claire sighed, realizing that it was pointless to try convincing her mother of what had happened at Scar's residence when it was becoming all clear that she would never see a thing good about Bryan. "Hurry up, you should change into something nice and get ready to meet Louis and his friends, they are the ones who made Mark Ogiv come to your rescue and you owe them appreciation," she ordered quickly and nudged her into her room. "Mother, she doesn't have to go anywhere," Bryan said as he walked down to them on the front porch. Freda turned to him with a deep frown on her face, "I don't remember inviting you here, Bryan, not after putting my only daughter in danger!" She snapped. "Claire is my wife and I
At the sight of general Benjamin bowing to him, the guards were confused and they all stepped back. The lady whispered, "Are they both mad?" "How dare you ask if the general is mad? You have crossed the line this time!" One of the guards snapped and slapped her across the cheek. Benjamin rose and turned to the men at the gate, "Quickly, open the gate and let the master through, I will deal with your incompetence later!" He ordered. The men, afraid of his wrath all hurried to open the gate and apologized as Bryan drove in. "I want them all fired, they don't deserve to be employed. They would simply take the words of a lowly lady rather than investigate for themselves, pathetic!" He snapped. Benjamin hurriedly said he will do as he has just instructed and make sure the securities no longer worked for the estate. His home was a lovely one and a butler received him from the entrance and they both stepped in. "Welcome to my humble home," he said and led Bryan inside. Quickly, he order
Freda sat in the backseat of the Benz that drove down slowly into the urban district. Claire was right beside her and she didn't look pleased at all. "Mum, why must I go and do my hair? I just got this done for the banquet and it cost a small fortune," she complained with a small pout. "You're always too concerned about money, Claire and that's because your husband has left us freaking impoverished!" She snapped and leaned on the window, rolling her eyes. Claire was mute on that, she could tell that the very mention of Bryan alone always put her mother in a bad mood. There was nothing he could do to ever prove himself to her mother. "You have to look good and show up for your date with Arnold," Freda announced just as they arrived at the spa. "Date?" Claire asked, her eyes bulging. She knew there was no way in hell her mother was talking about a date with her husband, then who could it be? "Yes, that's what I said, a date," her mother replied stiffly and opened the door, stepping