Heads turned to Hudderson. He was tall, with a fine face, unassuming and most easily, he looked useless and poor. Their interest ended.Their eyes swept over his plain figure causing their lips to curl with so much disdain."The Sinclairs invited a clown?" Hudderson could easily catch small whispers from the crowd but he continued walking forward steadily."Well, such a good joke! The Jew of Mog married to this..." The man almost puked while saying the words. "Low-life slug!" The crowd of rich audiences erupted in hearty laughter. However, the Sinclairs and members of Jackson's family didn't, because they didn't know Hudderson.They turned their heads to one another. Confusion filling their gazes. 'Who's this fool? How did he even get in here? How could he make such preposterous allegations."Jackson's uncle stepped forward towards the couples with a face as cold as ice "Who are you?" His eyes stabbed Hudderson right in the chest and without waiting for a response, he continued.

In less than a minute, ten men hurried into the hall, armed almost to their teeth.As they marched forward in unison, the guests had to clear the path, intimidated by their muscles and weapons. Almost at once, they bowed to Elliot, and only lifted their heads when he asked them to.“Good.” Elliot nodded, his smile an immediate sign of satisfaction.Thomson sighed. “Thank you so much! Please get that stupid fellow away from here.” He chuckled, but his amusement died the moment he saw Elliot’s angry face. Elliot snarled at him. “If you had taken care of things from your own end, maybe we wouldn’t have gotten to this.” “I am sorry.” Thomson looked away, turning to Charlotte with a grimace.Tasha stepped closer to him and scoffed. “I told you that she was going to pull a stunt today, Father.”“Not now, Tasha!” Thomson frowned, but that didn’t stop her from sniggering. “I hope she makes you proud, Father.” She turned to the men who stood like robots awaiting the command of their boss.

Tasha wanted to tell her half-sister about the disaster that she had brought upon them by rejecting Jackson, but her father stopped her. “It is not yours to tell, Tasha.” Thomson stepped forward, and ignoring the presence of Hudderson, he focused on his daughter. “The deal with the Levant Group failed, Charlotte. It failed and we lost everything.” Shocked by the revelation, Charlotte was left dumbstruck, her eyes wide with disbelief. Then she shook her head. “No, Father.” Her voice trembled, her heart throbbing violently against her chest. “I made sure that I did everything right, Father.” She argued. “There is no way that deal could have failed.” “That’s what you thought, Charlotte.” Tasha cut her short. “You always think that you have it all sorted, meanwhile, you are nothing like what Father thinks you are. You are just an over-pampered slut who marries any man she meets on the street.” Charlotte growled at her, but what was more surprising was that for the first time in

Thomson stared at his daughter for a while, and in the moment of his silent pain, a message popped up from his phone.He immediately took out the device and read the text.“This is from Jackson’s uncle. He has promised to give us a second chance if the man you claimed to marry will fall on his knees in front of him, and ask for his forgiveness.” Charlotte turned to Hudderson, and even without asking, she knew that he was never going to do that.Her husband was furious, muscles twisting all over his face. “This is the second chance that you don’t deserve, Charlotte.” Tasha broke the silence. “Don’t mess it up with your naivety.” “She is right,” Thomson added, taking two steps closer to Charlotte. “You have to convince him to beg Jackson, my dear. He needs to fall on his knees in front of him.”He didn’t attempt to look at Hudderson, not ready to meet with his piercing eyes. Charlotte was faced with the thoughts that crashed into her mind, the lingering and piercing gazes of her fam

Charlotte sighed softly. “Maybe that is Jadon Oldegard.” She thought, eager to find out who was knocking. Tasha was silent, her eyes wide with shock. “Could this be true?” She turned to look at Hudderson. “Maybe he truly knows Jadon.” She swallowed hard, but her next words seemed to be stuck in her throat.Thomson drew closer, staring silently at the door. Then the knock returned, but this time it was so loud like someone was attempting to break into the mansion.“I will go find out who it is!” Tasha volunteered, something that was unheard of.She adjusted her dress, and certain that she was presentable, she started cat walking to the door, her hips swirling in delight. Charlotte and her father drew closer, waiting to see who it was. Before Tasha could grab the handle, the knock returned, and this time it was louder than the second, causing her to take a deep breath.“I am coming.” She grabbed the handle with both hands, but before she pulled, she had to take another look at herse