Emerald has decided that since Lord Snow has come back and he has failed to pick a wife from the large stream of bachelorettes, she must take things into her hands. After paying a hotel worker very handsomely, she has been able to discover that Meg and Roman Snow are not in their mansion. For the past few days, they have been staying at the Palm Man hotel. They have been discreet about it too...Emerald doesn't have that much of a plan in mind. She believes that since Lord Stanford Snow was never publicly stated as married, Meg Snow will be the closest thing that young Lord Snow would have to a mother. She knows how important a mother-in-law is to have a successful marriage, so she believes that if she is able to win over Meg Snow, she will have done more than half of her work of getting married to Lord Snow...Holding her birkin bag, she makes her way to the elevator. Her hand is on her hip as she impatiently waits for the doors to open for her. What she doesn't expect is an el

Roman Snow finally has gotten over his shock and has decided to go into the bank to see his account manager. Today is a very busy day and the bank is very full, but Mister Tom, his account manager, is waiting for him by the door. "Good morning, sir," he bows deeply to Roman Snow. "As soon as I got your email, I canceled my schedule and I shall only attend to you today. Please, follow me to my office." Roman smiles with delight. This is the kind of treatment that he loves. They don't give everyone this kind of VIP treatment, but it's because he is the step uncle of Lord Snow. Many of the workers and other customers stop and stare at him in awe. "I wonder if his mysterious nephew looks as handsome as he is." Inside the office, there is already a bottle of expensive wine which Mister Tom doesn't waste any time pouring out to some of his very important customers. "Sir, you know that the Fargo Bank owes a lot to the late Lord Stanford Snow and the entire family. I've spoken to the

Roman has to blink a few times to make sure that he is not dreaming at all. Did Stanley just say that he is going to return everything to him? It's not making any sense! "B–but why would you do that? You have just found that I stole so much from you and your father. Why are you giving me a job and everything back?" Stanley pulls his Uncle's collars together, as if making sure he is perfect for a picture that is to be taken. "Not everything, Uncle," Stanley tilts his head slightly. "I have taken your dignity and your security with me. You are going to be my bitch from now to the day you die. I will have my eyes on you for every second of the day, and if you even think of screwing me over, I will make your life so hellish that you will cry for death, then I will use your name as a cautionary tale to other criminals." Roman's eyes fall. He has never heard such harmful words being aid to him before. His stepbrother's son is not someone to be messed with. Tom returns to the office a

Stanley's heart squeezes with pain as he takes off the clothes she used to wrap her hands, and he winces when he sees how badly she has been burned. Why did she say that it wasn't that bad? It's so terrible, and her finger prints might actually be gone at this point! "Where is she?" Stanley demands to know. Lauren sighs. "Stanley, I won't allow you to take any trouble for yourself. Take your things and go already. Your freedom is here, mine may never come." Stanley holds her firmly at the wrist. That's the moment that he knows that he is not going to leave this place without her justice. "Where is Emerald?" He demands to know in a strong voice. "I do not want to cause any trouble, I just want to see her face when I demand to know why she made your hands burn!" The doors swing open and Emerald steps out with her head raised high with pride. "Yes? Who is that rat that dares to be so loud in my house?" Emerald yells. "Stanley? Of course it's you! The ungrateful bastard!" Stanley

Lauren's heart grips with fear. She thinks that Stanley is making promises that he can't keep. Why is he acting as if he can find fifty million dollars in such a diabolically short time? She grabs a handful of his jacket and pulls him closer to her. "Please, Stanley, do not raise my hopes up. Let me just stay here, instead of being free for just a short time." Stanley frowns, his hand taking his phone. He quickly texts his new assistant, Paris, and gives her instructions on where and how to drop off the money. He actually doesn't blame Lauren for doubting him, as her disbelief doesn't come from a place of hate. He is not going to tell her that he is the richest man in the world yet, hell no. The shock of it may kill her. He will just give her her freedom back, and let her recover from all the trauma that the Hudson family gave to her. Of course he can do that, and at the same time, get revenge for his parents..."Like I said, the money is going to be here in two hours," Stanley