As soon as Bert is gone, the look of being lost returns to Anna's eyes. She moves to the side, wiping the tears from her eyes before Lauren could see them. Once she sees that Lauren is walking towards her with concern, she puts a smile on her face. "Oh well, I don't have a house, a job, or a family," she shrugs. "Don't say that, Anna," Lauren reaches to hold her hand. "I already said that you can work for me, Anna." Anna smiles, she is grateful, but that compares to nothing when she has lost the man she came to love, and her family. She doesn't even have a car right now. "Come," Lauren takes her hand, leading her to her car. "We are going to find a place for you to stay, even if it's just for a night, and we will see how to get you settled from tomorrow," But Anna shakes her head. "Please, I'm sorry for being such a burden to you. It's such a shame that my life has been destroyed completely in less than a minute." "And that's because you refused to stop helping Silver Tradin

Alice begs, cries and rolls herself on the ground. "Please, Mrs Adkins, I need to save some money to go back to college! Please, I just made a little mistake!" But Lauren's mind has been made up. She looks down at Alice and shakes her head. "Listen, Alice, there are no hard feelings in my decision. With the terrible behavior you displayed, what if I take you back and you one day poison Anna's coffee?" She leaves Alice begging outside the elevator when she goes back to the house, where Anna sinks into her sofa with a tired sigh. "I can't believe this. I lost my house and got it back on the same day. Thank you, Lauren. You are now my landlady," she smiles. Lauren rolls her eyes with a heave. "Seriously, Anna, it's your house for as long as you want to stay here. No one will ever take it away from you." Anna draws a sharp breath and looks away, because she can feel the tears coming. Lauren just became her friend from yesterday, but this is the most that any friend has done for h

Emerald is first of all, confused by his question, then she laughs so hard that she almost falls off the sofa she is sitting on. Stanley can't find anything funny, so he keeps looking at her for answers. "Emerald, can you just answer the question? Is the child mine or not?" "What sort of silly question is that? Do you even think I will keep your child in my precious womb?! The child of a poor man?!" He runs his hand over his forehead. "So, you're not pregnant?!" "So, it's none of your business!! You can't barge into my house asking such nonsensical questions?!" "It's a very simple question, Emerald, and it's not stupid at all, given that we were married for eight years. I am trying to do the right thing here and involve myself in the upbringing of my son." Stanley says. "Please, I am begging you in God's name, please let me!" All he has said, even though it came from the bottom of his heart, it irritates Emerald to a very high height. "You, Stanley Adkins, think I will ever mot

Stanley looks down on his signet, as if he is just noticing it for the first time himself. "Wow, I didn't think that you would notice that." Stanley chuckles. "But why are you wearing it?" Mister Lee asks. "Given that thousands of people are on the active lookout for this man, why do you think it's a good idea to do that?" Stanley slips his hand into his pocket, "Because Lord Snow gave it to me." Mister Lee snorts with unbelief. "He can't, that's one of his family's most private possessions? From my recollection, that's Lord Stanford Snow's favorite jewelry, and not even his brother, Roman Snow was allowed to have it after his death. For Lord Snow to have given this to you, the two of you must be very close." Stanley only laughs. "I am just a humble worker, and he trusts me with a lot of things." Mister Lee looks ahead, as if he has tripped into a pit of his own thoughts again. "Wonder what he would say when he finds out that I have been hired to find him. Do you think he will l

"Oh," Mister Lee says, as he takes a look at her from her head to her toes. She should be in her early twenties, so how come she is the personal assistant to the richest man in the world? What are her educational and experience qualifications? Paris returns the plain look that he has on his face, until he snaps out of his. "Yes, Miss Paris, sorry for my awkward questions, but I need to see Lord Snow. Today, if possible." "Today?!" She snarls. "Do you have an appointment or anything?" "No, but it's rather important!" She scoffs, as if to say, look at the confidence of this man. "You are asking to see the richest man in the world without waiting?! Do you know how many people are in line to see him for weeks?" She shouts on. "I don't mean to offend you–" "You can't offend me at all, Mister man! Now leave, or I am going to tell the guards to lick you out." Mister Lee raises his hands in surrender, and then he turns to head back to the elevator. Once she is no longer looking,