Martha looked at Dylan with mixed emotions. The night suddenly became a long one for her with different questions spiraling in her head but she was scared. She knew it was best to keep shut but how can she?Then finally she gained the courage and asked, "I don't understand, Dylan…"She gained Dylan and Mr. Grayson's attention."...how can you be able to casually buy a thirty million dollars worth of necklace? How can you be so rich? Have you been fooling everyone? Have you been deceiving Hermione and madame Sharon?"Dylan shook his head. "You won't understand.""Then make me understand! What is all this? You just waltz in here and dare to buy such an expensive necklace when long ago you were begging for alms? You're unbelievable, Dylan…""How dare you…"Dylan immediately stopped Mr. Grayson's hard from hitting Martha. "Don't hit her." He told her before looking at Martha who already flinched in fear with her face distorted."She dares insult you, master Dylan. She has no respect for y
Martha escorted Dylan out of Avant-garde and they stopped at the entrance before facing each other. Things were awkward between them as they walked because she wasn't sure she understood everything that had happened."So that necklace, I assume it belongs to Hermione." She decided to start their conversation from there.Dylan looked at the black little box and nodded. "Obviously. Who else is it for?"Martha sighed and said, "You know she will find it hard to believe the authenticity. You know how she is."Dylan shrugged and responded, "It doesn't matter. It will be her loss and she'll end up regretting it later on.""Why won't you tell her? You know that if she knows, she'll stop the nonsense she's doing with your cousin.""And you think I'm gonna openly accept her back?" He questioned with a poker face expression.She swallowed, then a frown formed on her face. "You want to divorce her?" She curiously asked.He shook his head. "Of course, not. She'll always be my wife and I won't let
The next day, Dylan woke up feeling so alive like he has never been. It's been long he has slept in a place so luxurious like Golden Relaxation Hotel. It was proof that confirms that his life was turning for the better and the only thing left is for his aunt to survive. He hasn't really thought of what to do when that happens.He's sure she wouldn't consent to his decision toward Hermione. She would want him to let her go and move on but how can he do that when he yearns to make that family suffer?Although, if his aunt tell him to give up, he knew he would adhere to it. She's the only one he'll ever listen to.He stood up and freshened up, putting on his normal worn-out cloth containing his jean trousers, faded black shirt, and shirt jacket. He smiled at himself in the mirror, wondering how the day was gonna be. He walked toward the bedside table and picked up the black box he placed on it. 'Will Hermione accept this or not?' He wondered.His eyes dropped to his small phone on the be
Hermione examined both 'love in the city' necklaces in her hands and she looked at Sean in confusion. "How is it possible? You bought the exact same necklace Dylan bought." She made it known.Dylan looked at it and he frowned.Madame Sharon even got closer to Hermione and saw it.Sean looked at Dylan in confusion before looking back at Hermione. "Dylan bought that for you?" He asked in disbelief.Also confused, Madeline said, "According to what I know, there's only one in the world, or the country rather so how come there are two right in front of us? I heard a stranger already purchased the 'love in the city' necklace too for thirty million dollars."Sean was stunned.Truly, the 'love in the city' necklace he was holding was just an imitation but he didn't think someone else would've bought it with a thirty million dollar price tag. He chuckled lowly, knowing it was better that the necklace was purchased, especially by a stranger. No one will know that the one he was holding is fake
Upon hearing that his aunt's situation got worse, a wave of uneasiness immediately engulfed Dylan. He hung the call and looked at Madame Sharon. "I… I need to leave."Madame Sharon scoffed. "Of course, get out! You don't even…"Dylan immediately ran off before Madame Sharon could finish her words which made her scoff again in annoyance.She looked at Sean with a bright smile. "I really can't wait for you to officially become my son-in-law, Sean but what are we going to do about Dylan? He needs to sign the divorce."Hermione nodded in agreement. "Yeah, Sean. You know how that…trash is. I don't know what his problem is."Martha scoffed in disbelief, gaining all attention on her. "You really don't, Hermione. Just looking at you right now, you're already a loser."Hermione frowned and blurted, "What?""Bear this in mind, Hermione. Dylan is not gonna remain poor forever. He's smart, and business wise, he's a graduate with certificates that you don't even smell to have and not what you guys
Dylan gasped awake, his eyes wide to see himself dripping. He coughed, blinked since the water was affecting his eyes and he looked up to see a guy holding a bucket.The guy smirked. "Now you're awake. He's awake!" He hollered.Dylan's eyes shone with shock, like someone tasered by electricity. He looked around as panic began to rise in him and he found himself in an empty warehouse.He moved and noticed he was stuck to the chair he was sitting on. His whole body and hands were tightly bandaged to the chair with a rope."Look at you cousin,"He heard and jerked his head to the side and saw Sean walking toward him. The fear in him immediately dissipated at the sight. "You…"Sean interrupted him as he shook his head. "You're not allowed to say anything, brother." He said, standing in front of Dylan, then he bent a little bit. "Remember when I told you I was gonna make you pay…""You're only digging your grave…*PUNCH!Dylan's face swayed to the side at the impact on his face. He gave hi
Red's Wings.Located on the most valuable land in the central city of Melrovia. It occupied an area of one hectare and is the legendary largest and topnotch clubhouse in the whole of Melrovia.Naturally, it was only open to the executives of Apex Conglomerate which means the only people that enters the clubhouse were big shots.Lord Owens told him he needed to rest and heal but he was interested in what he was going to find out about this Roger Mallory and his connection with Hermione.He boarded a taxi and told the driver he was going to Red's Wings.The driver looked at him up and down. He was bruised up and poorly dressed. What is a person like him going to do in a place like Red's Wings?But since it wasn't his business, he let him in and drove him toward his destination.Dylan still felt weak and his anger at Sean was still raw. 'Sean, watch and see, I'll let you get the taste of your own medicine. I will use the power of Apex conglomerate to pin you to death.'And come to think o
As Roger recognized the man standing behind him, his facial expression took a drastic change. The man was the chief of the Apex conglomerate and the alpha of the underground world. It was the first time meeting him and he began cursing himself for what he had said.He values his life so he smiled and apologized, "My apologies, Master Owens. I didn't know you were behind me so I didn't mean the words I said. Please be the bigger man and don't take it to heart. I'm Roger Mallory, you sent someone for me. Is the purpose of this meeting to perform a task for you, perhaps, even promote me to a manager, please tell me what it is, and I'll do the job perfectly."Lord Owens's eyes on him were gloomy and cold. "Hmm." He monotonically replied. "Well, let's see in the meeting room." He looked at one of the personnel guarding the door. "Lead him toward it."Roger smirked, happy that things were working well for him. He glanced at Dylan and scoffed knowing the trouble he'll get from Master Owens fo