Marybeth learned about her husband's resignation on TV with the rest of the world."Did you know about this?" Lionel asked, his eyes glued to the TV screen. They were in the waiting room of the Hepatology Unit of The Heads Mediclinic, waiting to hear his fate after his round of preliminary screening tests."This is crazy," he muttered, snatching Marybeth's attention away from her back-to-back texts with Smith."What's crazy?" she asked, following his line of sight, her heart ramping up at the sight of Austin in what appeared to be a press conference. The volume was muted, but the 'breaking news' ticker on the bottom of the screen told her all she needed to know. Her husband had poured gasoline and lit a match, burning all bridges leading back to his father by deciding to step down from the Group. If there was ever a final fuck you, this was it, and Marybeth could only imagine Lukas' rage."I have to call Austin," she mumbled, blindly getting onto her feet. But Dr Jannie Erasmus stopped
As soon as Marybeth paid the admission fee, her father was moved to a private ward, where he complained to Austin about being admitted against his will."Daddy, you know exactly why you have to stay here," Marybeth said, losing her patience with him. "Would it hurt to listen to the doctors? I know you love your home, but Dr Erasmus is trying to help you.""I don't need help, Sweet Pea. I want to spend the little time I have left at home with you and Danica—"The debate continued until Marybeth gave in, promising to take him home as soon as the doctor gave them the green light."Deal!" Lionel said, insisting they shake on it. Marybeth obliged him, sadness drenching her heart when he gripped her hand weakly."You have to rest, Daddy," she said, kissing his cheek. "We'll be back later with Dani. She couldn't leave work early today since she already used all her personal time off for the welcome ball.""It's okay, honey," Lionel said, his speech heavily slurred and his eyes droopy. He said
"What are you guys doing here?" Austin asked when Anna and Willem stepped into the living room, noticing Orlando's anxiety at the sight of her maternal grandfather."We came to say our goodbyes," said Anna."And our hellos," added Willem as he approached Orlando. But she quickly hid behind Austin, refusing to acknowledge him."It's okay, Squeak," Austin said, picking her up and holding her close. "Say hello to Grandpa. You do remember him, right?"Orlando simply nodded, and the five of them stood in the middle of the living room, looking awkward as fuck, until Willem decided to be brave and try again with her."Hallo, liefie, oupa is baie jammer," he said. When his apology didn't register with Orlando, he switched to English. "Grandpa is sorry for frightening you the last time he saw you. I'd love it if you could visit us someday. I have just the right pony for you. You like horses, don't you?""Yeah," Orlando beamed at him; he'd sealed the deal with the promise of a pony since she was
The housekeeper was supposed to be at the penthouse at 8:00 AM. She was there at 7:30, earning herself her first brownie points from Austin to Marybeth's relief. If there was anything her husband despised, it was tardiness. After a thirty-minute chat with Austin in his study, she was given the green light to start work, but on a three-month probation."I won't mess this up, Mrs Hawthorne," Nomaindia said as they left the study and headed to Orlando's room so she could meet the kids."I hope so. My husband does not give second chances," Marybeth said, entering Orlando's room.Orlando was reading to Adeline and the boys on the floor, melting Marybeth's heart with her thoughtfulness. She'd worried Orlando might have a hard time adjusting to the new baby, but now, seeing how good she was with the Scheepers kids, especially the twins, her heart was at ease."Kids," she said, trying to get their attention. All four looked up, curiosity flashing in their eyes when they fell on the housekeepe
Someone once said nothing brings people closer than a common enemy. But, in Carol Scheepers' case, nothing brought her neighbours closer than their grief and morbid fascination with her death.She wasn't a good neighbour or the best mom in the world. But she was one of their own. Warts and all. So when they learned that Anthea, barely surviving on minimum wage, couldn't afford a decent funeral, they rallied together to give Carol a proper send-off at St Michael's, the run-down Anglican Church three streets away from the Scheepers' home.The service was scheduled for 9:00 AM, but Marybeth wanted to get there early to give Adeline a private moment with her mom. To her shock and dismay, the place was already packed when they walked in just after 8:15 AM, killing any hope for privacy.As they made their way to the front pews, where Scarlett and Lewis had saved them seats, Marybeth could feel everyone's pitiful gazes on Adeline and the boys."I thought it was going to be an intimate affai
If Marybeth thought the church was packed before, she was in for another shock when they stepped back into the prayer hall and found it overflowing. All the pews were now filled up, and there was hardly any standing room."Jesus," Marybeth whispered. "I was only gone for thirty minutes, but look at this place now.""You're lucky Lewis fought valiantly for your seats!" Scarlett whispered back as she pushed her to their row just in time for the start of the funeral service.Father Jensen kept it simple, with a brief sermon and an equally short list of speakers, none of whom had any horrible things to say about Carol.At 9:30 AM, the funeral procession moved to Sea Point Cemetery for the burial. Austin stayed in the car with the boys, reasoning they were too young to understand anything, while Marybeth took Adeline to the grave site. She expected Adeline to break down at the sight of the casket being lowered to the ground. But, the little girl showed very little emotion as she threw a ha
Minutes after Ricardo left with the twins, Austin and Marybeth were still in the judge's office, comforting an inconsolable Adeline.The longer Austin stood there, listening to Adeline's heartbreak, the bigger the boulder pressing down on his chest grew, making it impossible for him to breathe.Terrified he'd fall apart in front of Marybeth when he should be her anchor, Austin quickly left the room, stumbling into the hallway, his rage sparking to life at the sight of Seshnee lurking about."How is Adeline?" she asked in her uppity tone."Excuse me?" Austin scratched his head, mind-blown at her audacity and how out of touch she was with reality."Will she be okay?""What the hell do you think?" he snapped, pointing at the office door. "You can't hear that little girl's heartbreak, or are you just playing dumb?""Mr Hawthorne!""Don't you dare, 'Mr Hawthorne', me!" Austin sneered. Still pointing at the door, he continued, "You did that! Adeline's in pieces because of you!""I was only d
"—Ahem!" Lukas cleared his throat, scowling at Austin, "If you're done with your back-and-forth, can we get on with the handover?""Of course," Austin replied. But he kept him waiting for another three minutes while he sent a totally unrelated email to Laura, asking her to draw up two sets of adoption papers, one for Orlando and the other for Adeline.Laura responded promptly, informing him that family law wasn't her area of expertise, but she'd forward his request to Isaac Jones, and he'd contact him shortly."Alright," Austin said, focusing again on his father and the attorneys as he scribbled his signature on all the required pages.Lukas did the same, begrudgingly though, grumbling about how he couldn't believe he was signing over his nightclub under duress."Congratulations, Mr Hawthorne Junior," said Adrian when both documents were signed, shaking Austin's hand. "You are now the sole owner of Crush—""Not so fast," said Lukas. "The ledger.""Right!" Austin reached inside his mess
Rock Castle was a breath of fresh air in many ways for Austin and Marybeth. Once they'd put down their roots, they embraced their new life, immersing themselves in the community and the social scene.When they were not entertaining or attending various social events, Austin focused all his energy on growing Stardust Inc. while fulfilling his duties as a board member of De Jager Inc. and Orlando's proxy.Marybeth, too, kept herself busy with various home improvement projects, including setting up the baby's nursery. She also joined the PTA at Green Meadows Primary, championing a few fundraisers. As if she wasn't already busy enough, Lukas low-key began sending her Foundation documents to review, mostly company policies and NPO funding applications. Never mind that she'd had zero orientation since she was only supposed to start the following year.She was so busy embracing her new life as a stay-at-home mom and the Foundation's silent CEO she didn't have time to miss her old job. And tim
Austin left Clifton Bay under a heavy cloud of complex family dynamics, his departure shrouded in controversy. But Rock Castle welcomed him with open arms. The people close to him didn't care at all about the drama and scandals he'd been embroiled in over the past few months. They were just happy to have him in the same city with them, and it didn't take long at all for Eden and Natalie to reach out to Marybeth and take her under their wing, acting as her free tour guides, pregnancy encyclopedias or sounding boards.Completely sold by their raving reviews of Dr Emily Waylon, they set up an appointment, immediately falling in love with her bedside manner on their first check-up. She was attentive, not to mention patient, answering their endless questions with a comforting calmness.Orlando and Adeline couldn't contain their joy when they broke the news about the baby that evening. Marybeth's tummy had gotten so big they could no longer hold off on telling them."Is it a boy or a girl?"
The whole time Austin scoffed down his food, he noticed Marybeth wasn't eating, absently toying with her salad. His heart shattered all over again because he knew he was responsible for her lack of appetite and dramatic weight loss."Mr Hawthorne, can we talk, please?" Elizabeth appeared beside him, stealing his attention away from his wife."Sure, let's chat inside," he replied, leading her into his study."Long time no see," he said with a smile as he sat on the edge of his desk. "You look happy and younger, too.""Traveling will do that to you," she replied, flashing a brief smile that Austin found a tad unsettling because it was so unlike her. She was always stoic."So that's what you've been up to since I left the Group?"She nodded. "The place wasn't the same without you, so I left. And that's why I'm here. I want my old job back. If you'll have me, that is.""You'll have to take a pay cut," Austin said. "I'm starting from scratch, Elizabeth, so I don't have a ton of cash flow—"
Barry De Villiers was at Sea Point Police Station at 9:00 AM for Austin's release, and after completing a ton of paperwork, they were finally out of there by 11:00 AM.Austin didn't talk much on their way to Pelican Surf, lost in thought and the scenery. It was like he was seeing everything for the first time. The sun on his skin, the wind in his hair, the light glaring in his eyes…it all felt different, somehow."So, what's the first thing you'll do when you get home?" Barry asked."Hug my wife and kids until they get annoyed with me," Austin replied with the biggest smile. "Maybe eat a nice home-cooked meal...Don't get me wrong, I appreciate all the takeaways you got me, but nothing beats my wife's cooking!"Barry guffawed, throwing his head back. "Okay. What else?""Mhh, I think a nice long shower is in order, too," Austin said, sniffing himself, making sure he didn't smell like something out of a garbage can."You don't stink," Barry assured him."I know," Austin chuckled. "Just ma
Austin's altercation with another prisoner was the last straw for Marybeth, the thing that pushed her beyond her limit and sent her over the cliff.He'd asked her to hang in there for a few more days, but the thought of him getting into another fight or possibly getting killed terrified her. The stalemate with his father would only get deadlier the longer he remained in custody. Something had to be done to bring him home, and it had to be done fast. So she called Lukas, begging him to end all the madness. But, he wasn't interested in hearing her out, telling her coldly that he was too busy picking up Austin's slack—running the family and The Corporation—to worry about her fears.Marybeth's desperation got so bad that she reached out to the one person she swore she'd never ask for help. Her mom.They met at a sleepy coffee shop in Virginia after Anna and Willem's joint funeral.As usual, Vivienne was dressed to the nines, dripping head to toe in designer labels despite the sombre occasi
That night, Austin couldn't bring himself to eat the takeaway Barry had brought him. How could he when his heart was in pieces?A thousand kilometres away, Willem Dejager had no appetite issues. In fact, after Maryke's death and his fallout with The Corporation, his appetite had improved, and the insomnia that had plagued him for years since Iris died had miraculously vanished. If he'd known revenge would cure all his ailments, he would have joined forces with Austin much sooner.He was still furious with him for going back on his word on Maryke. But seeing Lukas so broken, now that he didn't have an heir, more than made up for Austin's betrayal.Yes, things had gotten messy over the past few weeks, but they would only get even more chaotic once he sent the ledger to the cops. He just hadn't found someone he could trust yet. His old contact at the station—the man who'd finally given him the unredacted file on his daughter—had been recently placed on administrative leave, and Willem was
Swarms of reporters were waiting outside Sea Point's police station when Austin was dragged out of Gordon and Peterson's car. They mobbed him as soon as they saw him, pushing their cameras and microphones in his face, screaming for answers. The whole thing reeked of a badly organised PR stunt, and when Gordon and Peterson made no attempt to protect Austin from the crowd, even though it was their job, he began to think one or both of them had tipped the media off. Why wouldn't they, when they had finally taken down a member of the Hawthorne crime family? Never mind that Austin didn't belong to said crime family anymore. Never mind that they didn't have evidence to back up their charges. But who needed evidence? As far as they were concerned, this was huge, and if they miraculously managed to get the charges to stick, sending him away for twenty-five to life would be a huge career move for both of them. So parading him in front of the vultures was totally in their best interest, walking
"I'm fine. Vivienne was just leaving," Marybeth nodded, grateful for the interruption; she couldn't handle any more threats from her mom."Yep, I'm on my way out," Vivienne affirmed, spinning around and making her grand exit. She turned back, calling over her shoulder, "Beautiful service, by the way. But I'm not sure if Lionel was worthy of it!""You!" Marybeth shook her fist at her, ready to go after her, but Austin pulled her back by her waist, reminding her people were watching."She's not worth your energy," he said, rubbing her back to soothe her. "What did she want anyway?""To see if there's anything she could do for me," Marybeth replied, shooting daggers at Vivienne's back as she vanished into the crowd of mourners. "And to warn you.""Warn me?" Austin asked, massaging her nape. "What for?""She said to tell you to 'wake the fuck up and fix things with your father'; her words, not mine. Apparently, there's chatter.""What kind of chatter?""I don't know," Marybeth admitted. "B
Nothing good ever happens after 1:00 AM.And no one ever calls with good news after 1:00 AM.But it was her father. Marybeth couldn't ignore him. So she hit answer and braced herself for the worst."Sweet Pea," he said, sounding awfully cheerful, considering how late it was."Daddy, what's going on?""I know it's late," he said, pausing briefly before he got to the heart of his call. "And I know we planned a road trip to Still Bay in a few weeks. But is there a way we can move it forward?""Forward?" Marybeth asked, confused by the proposal."Yeah, can we go today? I suddenly have this urge to see the sunrise. And you know how beautiful Still Bay's sunrises are."Understanding what her heart refused to accept, Marybeth's mind made all the decisions for her from that moment onward."Of course, Daddy. Let me grab a few things, and I'll be there in an hour," she told him before hanging up.She shot out of bed like a lightning bolt, threw on a lightweight tracksuit and sneakers, grabbed a