The room grew silent.Moise felt all the stare on him and he felt his shame deepen.It was glaring that Neal was really the heir but he still couldn't believe his ears. Or his eyes.What has he done?“I'm sorry,” Moise piped up.He looked from Neal to Amber with desperate eyes. "I had no idea, please, give me another chance. If I knew you were the Beckman heir, I'd have never disrespected you.”Neal shook his head. “This isn't about me being the heir, Moise. It's about how you treat people. No matter the power and wealth you control, never oppress, never intimidate but those are the exact things you did over and over again.”Moise opened his mouth to speak, but his lips just wobbled, too jittery to form any coherent word.Neal arched his brows. “You have something to say? Go on, speak. I will listen to you.”Neal tucked his hands in his pockets. "What's your excuse for treating everyone that seems beneath you like trash?”Moise looked down, despondent, unable to meet anyone's gaze. T

Yvonne felt the light weight of Marie Antoinette's Pearl Pendant on her chest as she drove to work.She couldn't stop smiling. Even though Neal's ex-wife and her family ruined her date with Neal, she was still happy that she got to spend so much time with Neal. The ride back to her house had been the most fun she'd ever been with Neal and she couldn't wait to relive it, to create more memories.She felt a flutter in her stomach when she once again remembered how the date had started and how it ended and her cheeks colored and felt hot.That sweet change in the atmosphere around them. The way Neal had looked at her and his warm breath when he leaned in the first time.There was no doubt, she wasn't the only one that felt the pull. But just like her, he was hesitating. She wondered who would take the dive when they met next.Cathy hummed a tune as she parked her car in the Craig holdings parking lot.She felt so good, audaciously beautiful. She didn't think she had felt so in a long ti

Cathy glanced out the floor to ceiling glass window in her office with a sigh.The sky had grown dark, stars scattered across it and she was yet to leave work.She turned back to her lit desktop before her. It was just a few hours to her family's meeting and she was yet to work out a way to cover the money.She sighed as she began to pack her bag. Drowning in work would not make the meeting day farther nor would it provide the money immediately.She had to reassess her options.On the drive home, she dropped by Moise's place again. He must have returned from wherever he went, she thought to herself as she parked before his gate.The streetlights on either side of the driveway illuminated the security as he walked up to Cathy's car.“Hello, ma'am,” he greeted with a nod.Cathy responded to his greeting with a smile. “I want to see Moise.”“He traveled, ma'am. He left just this morning.”Cathy frowned. Was that why he was in such a hurry that morning that he didn't see her? Where cou

The manager stepped back to take a good look at Neal. He looked between Elsa and Neal. “I see you brought your bodyguard along,” the manager said, nodding his head."Just give me my pay and let me leave. I worked for it. What happened was a mistake and I apologized,” Elsa said. She wished the manager would just listen.The manager's lips twisted angrily. “I don't have a dime to give you," he bit out.Elsa casted a brief glance in Neal's direction as if to say ‘I told you so,’ but Neal's attention was focused on the manager.“Actually, you do. You have to pay her for every hour she worked here as agreed before she began the job,” Neal told the manager sternly.The manager hissed. “I don't have time for riffraffs like you." He turned to the attendant behind the counter. “Call security." The attendant hurriedly grabbed the intercoms and placed a call to the security team outside.Elsa moved close to Neal. She clutched his arm. "Let's just leave, Neal.” She begged. "I told you he wouldn

Yvonne gaped at Neal, shocked. “The famous Amber Beckman?” She piped.Neal nodded and repeated, “Yes." Yvonne could only stare at Neal. Does that mean that Neal is from the famous Beckman family? “What are you to her?" She blurted. She hesitated, “Are you related by blood?”Neal shook his head. Then he elaborated, "I'm related to Amber because she adopted me as a brother.”Neal carried on, “In fact, she's one of the reasons why I was able to return to school. Yvonne watched as Neal's face lit up with a smile, “She didn't only support and encourage me, she supplied me with the help that I needed. She gave me some money and I was able to enroll in an academy.”Neal's smile broadened, “Amber is such a kind-hearted woman. She saw how much I was suffering. And just like that, she decided to step in to help me. Neal smiled. “Amber's also the one currently monitoring Beverly's health so I can focus on my studies.”Yvonne's frowns furrowed. "Who is Beverly?" He looked at Yvonne with an a