In Ambrose's Residence. "I understand that we might have a bit of dissension due to a few misunderstandings, but that doesn't still mean that we can't find a way around these things and make it work." Marshall began. Mr Ambrose stared at him like he was saying something wild. "I understand how you must feel, but for this to work, they need a better offer. When I say better, I'm talking about someone from a very rich home. My daughter will never marry a pauper, I'll make sure of that." He answered.There were a few things that caused others to be repelled by the way Ambrose reasoned but he admitted his stance. Never had he portrayed something he wasn't. "If you people see me as insensitive or very materialistic I don't dispute that one bit. I am always happy whenever I hear that a rich man is asking for my daughter's hand in marriage. So that we don't keep going back and forth and having a longer conversation when we could just agree once and for all... If you say we should have a mar

"I believe that by now we should have a common ground. Even if it's not much but something of the sort to ensure that everyone is on the same page and not having to go back and forth discussing something that could have been ended right from the start." Archie spoke in his father's living room. He was tired of hiding from his siblings who felt like he was just doing too much when it was only that they were jealous of everything that he had achieved on his own. For a lot of people they might have thought that he was probably trying to override them but that was not in his agenda at all. "The reason I say this is because I have come to realize that you make us go back and forth when we can just finalize things. I won't stand for this sort of harassment. It gets a bit tiring and right now I am done with looking over my shoulders. I guess what I am trying to say is that. If there is anyone who feels lesser than I am just because of the way things have been going for me. Then it is not my

Simon went into the office the next day with a smile on his face. He had been able to convince his boss not to allow his son to just walk away without making him see reason for everything that was going on. The amount of time involved in acting like his son wasn't needed wasn't necessary.He met River at the bottom of the stairs and sighed softly knowing that this was another form of disturbance. If he wanted to be truthful, he knew exactly what could have been done to get rid of these boys who were becoming terrorists daily.River saw Simon trying to pretend like he wasn't present and decided to speak to him directly. "I can see that you are avoiding me Mr Simon. Don't you think it is weird seeing that you are also a part of this mess? I know that you're trying to hide your head but it won't work over here. We need a solution and you are going to provide it for us." He stopped him from moving. Simon looked around to see the witnesses. Luckily no one witnessed the conversation as the

Archie decided to take a break from all the stress of the job and booked a flight ticket to Paris with Bailey as a fellow but the parents refused, thinking that it was just Marshall's way of trying to convince them to accept Archie into the family. Bailey cried daily as her father spoke hurtful words to her, reminding her that she was nothing but just a tool in the hands of Archie. According to them he was only trying to use her and dump her right after which she was bound by the law not to spill everything that she knew about him. "My boyfriend isn't that sort of person, I understand that you are looking out for me but this is outrightly disrespectful. That boy has never done anything to warrant soft treatment from you. That boy saves people so that they don't go through the same hardship he went through just to become what he is today. Isn't there any part of him that appeals to you? He emerged as the valedictorian after losing some time when other people could go to school. That

River walked into the house with his shoulders drawn together tiredly. He was angry and was seeking a better way to air his opinion. This was the height of this, as he was staring at others who were engrossed in their conversation which didn't touch them at all. If he could get someone else to stop talking and acting like there was no issue, then he would stop being invested in such a thing. "If you understand the amount of stress that I've gone through before I was able to get to this height, you will not blame me whenever I act a certain way. I'm done trying to explain to them about my choice. Who the hell did they even think they are to deserve such an explanation in the first place?" He heard his father speak.Oh... So she doesn't think that we are responsible enough? She doesn't even think that we are enough to warrant an explanation? This is sick! He thought.Marshall on the other hand didn't stop his conversation as soon as he spotted him. He was committed to telling the truth