
“Welcome.” Blake Walter - the butler of the Mirano family greeted his young master with a curt nod as he came into the VIP lounge of one of the family’s restaurant. The evening air was heavy with anticipation because that evening would determine the rest of the young master’s life.
He returned the butler’s greeting and sat down. Anxiety tickled his fingers as he could not help but fiddle with them. ‘If only Norah was here,’ he thought to himself. With a sigh, he adjusted his position on the seat and nodded for the butler to begin. Blake snapped his fingers and a Corporately dressed lady walked into the lounge with a letter in the Gold tray on her hand. She bowed to the young master and waited for Blake to take the letter before bowing again and exiting the room. He stared at the letter that held the news that would make or mar him. As Blake opened the letter, he read the content, and took a deep breath, trying to hide his excitement for his young master. He met the eyes of the aging butler, a venerable guardian of his family’s legacy. “Let me hear it, I can take it,” His voice calm and confident, in contrast to how he felt inside. “Mr. Shane-Leo Mirano,” He began, “Heir to the legendary Mirano family. You have proven yourself worthy of the family name, and as such, it is time for you to reclaim your rightful position as heir.” “I hereby Congratulate you on your success. You have passed the test. Welcome back to the family.” The anxiety he felt in his heart transformed into immense happiness and the weight of all those years spent in exile lifted from his shoulders as the butler finished. Relief flooded through him, washing away all the bitterness and hardships he faced. Not able to contain his happiness, he jerked off his chair, causing the chair to fall back, “Yes! Yes! Oh God! I can now buy her nice things!” His eyes were tearing up with happiness. The butler marveled at his master’s words, his weathered face breaking into a gentle smile. After hearing that he was now relieved of the burden he carried in his heart for five years, the first thing he thought of was showing more love to his wife. “Five years, and I watched her work hard. She deserves the best things Blake, because she has proved herself to be a real woman. My woman. And now, I can now be the man she needs.” The tears fell from his eyes as he tried to blink them away. Blake patted his shoulder and snapped his fingers again. “I could not agree more young master.” This time, a different lady came, also dressed corporately, the same way the first one was dressed. “Allow me the honors young master, to present to you The Bracelet of Jade, Your family’s symbol. You’ve earned it. Rightfully, if I do say so myself.” The butler handed the bracelet over to him. Shane-Leo stared at the bracelet in awe. His heart pounding so fast and hard in his chest, he could hear it in his ears. Blood rushed to his ears and his heart swelled with excitement and pride. He could not believe he actually did it. And now he was about to receive the Family’s Heirloom. His Grandfather would be so proud. The Emerald green hues of the Bracelet shimmered under the soft glow of the light by their table as the restaurant was dimly lit. His eyes skimmed over the intricate patterns, embedded with Gold, etched into the smooth surface. “The time has come, Master” the butler intoned solemnly, his voice tinged with a hint of satisfaction. “Your mother ordered me to inform you that you have to present the Bracelet to your wife.” A smile tugged at the corners of Shane-Leo’s lips as he imagined the smile on Norah’s face as he informed her of the evening’s events and every other things he kept from her concerning his family. He could almost hear the echoes of laughter ringing through the walls of the grand manor as they welcomed her into the family. He longed for this moment since they got married and he could not believe it was finally here. “I’ll see you later Blake, I need to get to my woman first!” “Goodbye Young Master” Blake bowed in reverence. Laughing, he bid the butler farewell. The hours passed slowly as Shane-Leo busied himself in the kitchen, preparing his wife’s best food, alongside other dishes that were also her favorite. The aroma of roasted beef, along with savory spices filled the air, mingling with the soft strains of classical music that wafted through the room. Each dish was lovingly made, after all, he was cooking for the woman who stood by his side through the darkest of days. She was running late again, but she was the CEO of a company, hence a very busy woman. ‘It’s okay if she’s a little bit late, she’s coming back home to me anyway’ He thought, and forced himself to stop overthinking. He relaxed by the couch and patiently waited for the Love of his life to be back from her stressful day. As the clock struck midnight, the sound of footsteps echoed through the silent house, subtly announcing her return. Shane-Leo’s heart quickened with anticipation as he caught sight of her silhouette in the doorway, her figure illuminated by the glow of the moonlight filtering through the window. With a genuine smile, he crossed the room to greet her, his heart pulsing with love and longing. However, as he drew near, he could sense an undeniable shift in the atmosphere, a tension that hung heavily in the air like a thick fog. “Why are you still awake? She asked, her voice sharp with irritation. “You should be resting.” His smile faltered, and the glint in his eyes was replaced by a furrow of concern as he took in the distant expression that clouded her features. Gone was the warmth and affection that had once lit her eyes every time she came back from work. Whether it be a good or bad day. It was now replaced by a coldness that sent a chill down his spine. “I was waiting for you,” he replied, his tone tinged with disappointment. “I wanted to share something with you.” Shane-Leo’s brows furrowed in confusion as he struggled to comprehend her sudden change in demeanor. ‘Why was she giving him the cold shoulder, did he do something wrong? But she would tell him if he did, she always did’ His eyes skimmed over her features warily, trying to check if she was acting or pretending, so she would catch him off guard. Her response was like a dagger to his heart. “You did not have to wait for me, I have already eaten. I had dinner with a business partner before I came here” she stated flatly, her gaze flickering away from his own. The air between them grew heavy with unspoken words as Shane-Leo’s heart sank like a stone in the ocean. His thoughts were like tidal waves, hitting hard on the premise of his feelings. Something was amiss, he could feel it in the depths of his soul. “Anyway, I also have something to tell you. It’s quite urgent and important.” “Perhaps you should go first.” He half expected her to smile and break some good news to him. The silence was deafening as she reached into her bag and dozens of papers spilled on the table. Shane-Leo’s eyes widened in disbelief as he took in the title boldly written across the top of the page. The room spun around him as he struggled to make sense of it all. “Why?” he whispered, his voice barely audible above the pounding of his own heart. He looked at her teary eyes, Confusion written all over his face. “Divorce papers??”
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56- lost brother
"Talk to me," Jolie urged, approaching him, her voice gentle yet insistent. "Don't tell me you've been living off junk food!""No, Mother, it's been fast food," Shane-Leo said, meeting her eyes defensively. "There's a difference.""There is no difference to me!" she exclaimed, her hands flying up in exasperation. "I'm going shopping for groceries and restocking this house. Then, I'll prepare a proper meal, along with other dishes that you can preserve and enjoy throughout the week.""Aw, thank you, Mom!" he beamed, his smile wide and appreciative."You don't need to thank me," she huffed, looking away with feigned annoyance. "I'm still upset with you!"He laughed, swiftly closing the distance between them and enveloping her in a warm embrace. Her resistance melted away, and she chuckled softly, returning the embrace."Anyway, I must be off now; there's somethin
55- bonding
"Let's leave it be, Martha," Walter said, rolling his eyes in an attempt to diffuse the tension."Please, talk to me," Martha pleaded, gently grasping his hand in hers."No, Martha, I'm serious," Walter groaned, pulling his hand away. "I don't want to discuss it. The past is the past; let's focus on the present."Martha's gaze dropped to the floor, her voice heavy with apology. "I'm sorry for being so inquisitive.""It's alright," Walter replied, his tone softening. "Let's just retire for the night, alright?""Wait," Martha interjected, "let's finish our coffee first." She raised their cups, offering a truce of sorts."Yeah, thanks," Walter said with a smile as they both sipped the warm beverage. Once the cups were empty, Martha washed them and tidied up the space.Noticing their imminent departure, Jolie hastily retreated from view, conceali
54- The true heir
As she hung up the phone, Jolie took a few deep breaths to calm her racing heart. The confrontation with Walter had left her shaken, and she desperately needed a sympathetic ear. If anyone could understand her plight, it would be Shane-Leo.She passed the time by pacing the length of her bedroom, her mind replaying the heated exchange with her husband. With each passing moment, her determination to confide in Shane-Leo grew. If Walter was unwilling to consider her feelings, perhaps Shane-Leo would offer the support she so desperately sought.As the hour drew to a close, Jolie hastily dialed Shane-Leo's number once more. To her dismay, he insisted that he was still occupied with work."Goodness," she sighed, her frustration mounting. "When will you be finished, then?""I honestly can't say, Mother," Shane-Leo replied, his voice tinged with regret. "But I promise to call you as soon as I'm free, alright?""Very well," Jolie conceded, nodding to herself. "I'll be waiting."The call ended
53- Mother and son
"I'm afraid I have no choice but to disobey you, Jolie," Walter stated, his voice firm. "I have always respected you as my wife, but I can not do that anymore. If you don't agree with my decision, so be it, but I refuse to listen to you any longer."He moved to leave, but Jolie swiftly grabbed his arm. "Please, try to understand where I'm coming from," she pleaded."I'm trying my best to understand you, Jolie, but your reasoning makes no sense, and you know it," he replied with a sigh."Fine, but I truly detest this, Walter. It's so unfair!" Jolie hissed, her breath quickening as she crossed her arms over her chest."I don't care what you have to say, Jolie," Walter said, his tone resigned. "I have made my stance clear, and that's final. They will both be staying in this house, and that's the end of it.""But she is a harlot, and he is a bastard!" Jolie snapped, her voice tinged with venom. "What will everyone think of us now?""Do I look like I even care?" Walter scoffed, his patienc
52- Absolutely not
"Let go of this instant!" Jolie shouted, prompting Walter to release her with a heavy sigh."Please, just try to calm down," Walter implored, attempting to diffuse the tension."Don't you dare tell me to calm down right now," Jolie hissed, her finger jabbing accusingly toward his face. "Honestly, I am furious! But we can discuss this later. Arguing here isn't going to solve anything."With that, she turned on her heel and stormed out of the room.Turning his attention to Martha, Walter gently placed his hands on her shoulders in a comforting gesture. "Are you alright?" he asked, genuine concern etched on his features."I suppose," Martha muttered, exhaling deeply. "What's gotten into her, though? Why can't she see the logic in what you're saying?""Pay her no mind," Walter dismissed with a scoff, "I believe she's simply jealous.""Well, I hope you can talk some sense into her," Martha said, her gaze momentarily drifting away to focus on the simmering food atop the stove. "She needs to
51- The bastards
Mr. Mirano let out a chuckle after savoring a spoonful of Martha's soup, the flavors dancing on his palate. "So, how is it?" Martha inquired, a bright smile stretching across her thin lips."It's absolutely delightful, as always," he replied, taking another spoonful. "Martha, I swear, your cooking never ceases to amaze me!"Martha's gaze shifted towards Terrace, offering him a taste of the soup as well. His face lit up with delight, and soon he was asking for more. Meanwhile, a sense of satisfaction washed over Martha; she was thrilled to have pleased them with her culinary skills and secretly hoped for the opportunity to showcase her talents further. Just then, Mrs. Mirano made her entrance.A broad smile spread across Mr. Mirano's face at the sight of his wife, though her stern expression suggested she was in no mood for lighthearted banter or playfulness. Her scowl was accentuated by her tightly clenched fists, as if she were ready to unleash a barrage of heavy punches upon him."I
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