Mr Beerson gets into his fancy jeep that was just delivered to his house, and he takes the drive to the Kent headquarters. He has been there a few times, and no one gave him the respect of the father-in-law that he is. He was made to wait in the public reception for hours, and at the end John refused to see him, and sent him away. Times are different now, weren't they?As soon as he walks through the door. John's Kent’s assistant walks up to him with a broad smile. “Hello, sir, you must be my boss’ in law, James Beerson.” “Yes, James Beerson is the name.” He affirms. “I was supposed to meet with John for a very important meeting–” “This way sir.” Mr Beerson's eyes light up once they pass the public reception. They get into the elevator and the ding comes right after they reach the seventh floor. They get out and the assistant leads him into a private room that had an over 116 inches television, a bar, and a bartender in his tuxedo. “Have a seat, sir, and let us know if ther

Mr Beerson thinks that his life has just gotten better, but his mind is further blown when he receives a call from the society of journalism, the city chapter. He is having breakfast and watching a football match when his wife drags the landmine from the kitchen, all the way to the living room. Her eyes are wide open, and her mouth is shaking from so much excitement. “Honey, you are not going to believe who is on the phone for you!” “What do you mean?” “It's the society of journalism! You have become so famous as a rich man again, and they want to interview you!” Mister Beerson quickly wipes his mouth with the back of his hand before he collects the phone and stands up on his feet. He clears his throat and puts the phone against his ear. “James Beerson.” “Good morning, Mister Beerson, I am from the the society of journalism–” Mr Beerson giggles and twirls the wire around his finger. “Let me guess, you want an interview with me?” “Well, sir, you have guessed correctly.” the p

Athena is asleep with Winona standing right outside her door to protect her. Roman holds an umbrella over Stephanie's head as they both manage to get into the car without getting drenched by the rain. It came out of nowhere, as if the day couldn't get any worse. Roman refused Carmen, or any other person, to drive his wife to the police station. This is a trying time for his wife, and he has to be there for her. Stephanie is staring out of the window with a gloomy look on her face. “Is Finna going to meet you there?” Roman asks her. “No.” She blurts. “Finna has a terrible stomach ache, but she is very scared and worried for our parents too.” Roman nods. He knows that his wife is lying to him, but he is not holding it against her. Finna obviously refused to help her parents, and Stephanie is too embarrassed to admit it. “Don't worry, I believe we will be able to manage everything ourselves.” Roman holds her hand. The drive is about an hour and by the time they get to the polic

Stephanie has a burning feeling in her chest that Roman is about to do the craziest thing yet. She places a strong grip on his knee. “Roman, what the hell are you trying to do? You are not about to get yourself arrested too, are you?” He smiles and gently pushes some strands of her to the back of her ear. “I'll be back in a minute. Sit tight.” Roman stands up and buttons up his jacket. He walks with the strut of a god, and no one has the heart to stop him, or say a single word to him. The judge of his case, Judge Gerald, is of the highest authority in the country. He has been called to handle this personally by the Governor of the state. Chief Justice Gerald is in the bathroom, but there is not a single police man that is guiding him. Roman walks through the door and the old man immediately speaks from one of the cubicles. “Who is that? This is in use right now!”“Someone who might interest you!” Roman replies. “I have no need for such right now, son. I am working, and this i

The entire Croft family has decided to treat James and Anita Beerson's freedom by taking them to a popular restaurant. The events that led to their arrest and release are still overwhelming, so they opt for a private room, so as to enjoy themselves without interruption from sympathizers. Mrs Beerson is very jovial today, she strongly believes that her going down on her knees to Roman and Stephanie had a hand in helping them get out. She believes that it's not a mere coincidence. Maybe she judged Roman and Stephanie too harshly in the past. Maybe they are not just useless members of this family. “Roman and Stephanie, I have to thank you for whatever it is that you did that got us freed.” She smiles at them both. “I would probably be in jail if not for that.” Mister Roman’s lips twitch as a snort escapes. “What craziness has gotten into you, Anita? Why do you think that these losers had the power to save us?” Stephanie's lips thin because of how hard she is pressing them together.