The sports car stopped outside the farm house, attracting the attention of the neighbors, who kept peering from over the walls.“How was the ride?” Kyra asked a bit proudly.“It was smooth, but I think the car just ran over dog poop,” replied Russell.Kyra’s face scrunched. “T-That’s not possible.” She quickly got out of the car and looked at the front tires. What Russell said was right. The wheels had indeed run over dog poop. And Kyra looked shocked as well as angry.“Don’t be too disappointed,” Russell almost touched her shoulder but stopped himself. “There’s no such thing as a perfect thing in this world. Whether it’s a person or a car, imperfections are part and parcel of them.”Kyra glanced at him a bit madly. “I’m not that angry about the car. I’m more angry about the damn dog that pooped on the street.”“They are street dogs,” he casually stated. “We can’t expect manners from them.”“A dog pooped in front of your house, and you are taking it casually?”“I didn’t say that,” Rus
Russell woke up later than he usually would. “I feel strangely lethargic today.” When he walked out of his room, the maid was cleaning the dishes from last night.She smiled at him. “Did you sleep well?”“Not really, but I’m alright.” It just didn’t feel right when this selfish maid suddenly started caring. (Did she know that I got married to the Lynn family as well?)“One of the boys that snuck into your garden about a week ago was the son of my relatives,” she said. “I apologize in his place.”“Oh, so he must have dared to jump over the wall because he knew you were working here?”“Maybe.”“Still climbing over the walls and stealing fruits isn’t a good thing,” Russell said as he brushed his teeth. (Come to think of it, I captured the dog fight and fought four dogs last night. That’s why I slept late. No wonder I feel drained now.)“Mm?” The maid could see that Russell was almost falling forward.“Whoa, are you alright?” She grabbed him.“I’m fine.”“Are you sure you’re not sick?” If
Skarlett’s expression darkened immediately after seeing Kyra. “Why are you here? To see how we are suffering?”Kyra smiled pleasantly. “The rich man has his ice in the summer, and the poor man has his in the winter. Now, you can’t blame the rich man for the poor man’s inability, can you? Your parents couldn’t raise your sister well, which is why she’s denying you and your family any opportunities. I’m sure you must be thinking that Natasha has gotten a job, but her job is no different than a poor man getting ice in the winter. Roddick Heller will perfectly fit the definition of a man that deserves hell. Liar, adulterer, murderer, and the list goes on… He’s the embodiment of trash. The longer your sister stays under that guy, the more dangerous it is for her and for your entire family.”Skarlett found herself grinding her teeth as Kyra sounded like she cared for the Penneell family. “What did you come here for? That’s the main question.”“Are you going to make me talk without even invi
Kyra had thought about asking Skarlett to become her PA, but then, she didn’t want to keep her too close because she was pregnant. What if Skarlett were to find out that she didn’t become pregnant because of Russell? Kyra didn’t want that to happen. No outsider should ever doubt that the child in her belly wasn’t Russell’s.This was why she didn’t continue to persuade Russell to make Denver his PA, either, because she realized that it wasn’t a good idea. She would have much more to lose by keeping enemies closer during this time.As Kyra returned home, she touched her belly. “Pretty soon, I won't be able to go outside. The belly will grow in size and people will start noticing. I want to make Roddick pay for what he’s done, but….” she ground her teeth. “Is there nothing I can do until the baby is born?”After some thinking, she decided on something.“It seems I have no choice but to pit Russell against him. I will make it seem like Russell is more than enough to take care of him. This
Charlotte swiftly slapped him, utterly shocking both Russell and Kyra as it was completely unexpected. Moreover, she had put quite some strength into the slap, so it hurt quite a bit for Russell.“M-Mom! Why did you hit him?” Kyra demanded an answer.“You shut up,” Charlotte pointed her finger at Kyra, almost spitting venom from her mouth. Kyra’s heart skipped a beat because she had never seen Charlotte so angry before. “Look at the floor,” Charlotte growled at Russell, almost throwing herself at him.He looked down and noticed that the white marble floor had a shade of dark color to it. “What’s this layer of black thing on these tiles?”“That’s because the worker you hired probably used acid to clean the floor!” Charlotte grabbed Russell’s shirt firmly and twisted it, making a button pop out. “Do you have any idea how much each of these marbles mean to me? I fire the maids if they even forget to clean the floor for one day. These tiles collectively serve as a memento of my mother, an
Russell thought that the rest of the day would be miserable after getting slapped by Charlotte, but his mood brightened a little after he went to the farm house because his dog video was also getting pretty decent views.Moreover, the people in the neighborhood saw the video and came to thank Russell because one of those dogs had actually bitten one of their children, but they couldn’t find that dog ever since. They also told him to catch the dog next time, if possible.One of those people ordered pizza for Russell and his mother. Within minutes, the pizza-delivery guy arrived with lots of pizzas and distributed them. This pizza-delivery guy was Benjamin, the same guy that had come to the wedding.Russell took Benjamin to the side and asked, “Brother, can you please clarify this? How can you work as a pizza-delivery guy when you’re also a driver working for the Sterling family?”“That’s a long story. I’m afraid I don’t have the luxury to tell you the story right now,” Benjamin replied
The next morning.Seven dogs were found dead at random places in the street where Elora lived, and everyone in the neighborhood gave the credit to Russell, even though it wasn’t him who killed the dogs.Russell told them that he didn’t kill the dogs and to check the cameras to see who did it, but nobody really cared to do that because they strongly believed that it was his work. The dogs have been troubling them lately, so they appreciated what he did, and they presented him with all kinds of garden tools and also organic manure that would help nourish the plants in the garden.Russell requested the homeowner where one of the dogs died, and he checked their CCTV footage. To his shock, the dog suddenly coughed blood and died there on the street.“Damn, someone must have fed them poisoned food. Who could do such a horrible thing?” Russell felt angry. Shooting the violent street dogs dead was much more ethical than poisoning while acting like you’re feeding them, he thought. “If only I c
In the farm house.Russell was eating breakfast the maid had made. “Rekha, please don’t pour this much oil when making the omelet. It’s so greasy.”“But the frying pan is quite old, sir,” she softly complained. “If I don’t add enough oil, the omelet won’t come off the pan. Why don’t you just buy a new pan? The one we’re using is only 20 dollars, and Madam said it’s been more than ten years since we bought it. So, you should buy something that’s at least worth over 200 dollars if you want a quality product. If you just give me the money, I’ll buy one for you.”Rekha was grinning happily because she was planning to buy a 100 dollar one and keep the rest of the money for herself.“Not now. I’ll give you the money later,” Russell said and stood.“Give me the plate, sir. I’ll wash it,” she insisted.“No, thank you. I’m used to washing my plates,” he said. “Besides, you are being paid to work only for my mother, not me.”“Yes, but…” Rekha had been thinking about asking for a raise in salary