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“PLEASE don’t wait for me. You should move on and forget about me, forget about Latton. Just remember me as Sieve from the tavern, one of your many one-night stands. Because Latton is trapped within the hatred and revenge inside her mind, she’s not worth it, she's beyond saving. She’s on a one-way ticket to destruction, and she doesn’t want to take you with her.” Latton explains in a low voice. “Don’t say that,” Lucian muttered. Tearing up, he covers his mouth to muffle his sobs. “Take care of yourself, Lucian.” She added in a low voice that expressed concern. She soon disconnected the call. “Latton!” He yelled while looking at his phone. He was about to call her back but changed his mind because he knew she wouldn’t pick up. He slowly sits on the couch and covers his forehead. He soon starts laughing, “Why would you want me to forget about you?” He asks himself. Meanwhile, at the York villa, “One down” she says as she throws Lucian’s dossier in the trash. “Tomorrow I’ll talk to
“LUCIAN, I’m happy that you visited us.” Alicia gladly commented while looking at her son. It had been several months since they last spoke and her longing for him had not been a secret. Though, George and Alicia are present during Lucian's stay in the hospital till he recovers. The invisible barrier between them was obvious, and after he fully recovered and took the CEO position, he never spoke to them again. Both George and Alicia tried to reach out to him, but he always ignored them. Both of them are well aware of the reason. Due to this, they postponed their cruise as they didn’t want to leave their son with a grievance between them. Especially now that Shirley is around, they cannot let their son make the same mistake as to be with such a woman. Lucian sighs. "Is Dad also home?" He asks in a gentle tone. Alicia nodded and soon called George to the living room. When all of them are seated, Lucian starts to speak, "I came here to say I'm sorry for being close-minded. For being
[WARNING: THIS EPISODE CONTAINS AN UNSETTLING SCENE] LATTON is having difficulty sleeping. Her dreams are haunted by memories of someone she can’t even remember and reality is worse than her nightmares. She wanted to stop the wedding from happening but had no idea how to do it. The lack of sleep didn’t help her condition. She couldn’t come up with a plan to stop or at least defer her father’s union with Alison. “Why can’t he see she’s bad for him, for our family, for our company? Can’t he see it, or does he choose to ignore it?” She asks herself while tossing and turning in her bed. Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt her phone vibrate. When she glanced at who it was she was surprised to see it was a message from Vivian inviting her to have lunch. Latton stared at her phone for a while before she agreed to meet her. LUNCH - Imperial Mall Italian Restaurant. Latton entered the crowded restaurant and immediately saw Vivian. “Vivian,” Latton greeted her with a smile on her
WHEN LUCIAN got home, he felt a bit better, letting Latton know why he needed to side with Malena, but it was not enough to make him feel at ease. There was a part of him that still wanted to cling harder, but he knew moving on was the best option to choose. He was thinking of sleeping through his feelings but instead, he moved to the spare room at the end of the hall. As he opened it, Latton’s photos were posted on the walls, on the desktop, and everywhere else. He started removing the photos from the wall and then began deleting all the CCTV footage from the Fleur De Ville unit. Once everything was deleted from his desktop, he gathered all the printed photos and threw them in the trashcan. He opened his drawers and also threw out Latton's old phone. As he rummaged through the drawer to look for anything that would remind him of her, he came across the scarf that she had given him. He hesitantly took it and threw it in the trash but couldn’t seem to remove his glance at the scarf, a
AFTER seeing the footage hidden in Catherine’s phone charger, Latton felt a pit in her stomach and didn’t know what to do. She felt lost and shaken to the core, and didn’t know how to address what she saw. Instead of thinking of a plan to sabotage her father’s wedding, she spent her days locked in her room, and it worried Victor when he saw the untouched food on the trays in front of her room. He knocked numerous times on the door and did not receive any response. When he twisted the door knob, it opened instantly. It’s only 2 in the afternoon, but her room is pitch dark. All the windows and curtains are closed. Victor blindly searches for the light switch and when he turns it on he sees her lying straight on the bed as if she was already dead. Victor sat beside her and started caressing her face, then held her forehead to check if she had a fever, but she was a bit cold to the touch. She soon woke up and gave out a faint smile. Victor frowned, “What’s happening to you? I watched y
ALISON is humming happily in the Ripley manor master’s bedroom while scrolling on her phone. She was elated after Latton failed to remove her from the COO position. She stopped bothering her and Albert. “That bitch finally understood that she could never win against me. Once a loser, always a loser.” She mutters to herself. Soon, the bathroom door opens, and Albert emerges wearing a robe while holding another towel to dry his hair. He saw the gleeful smile on Alison’s face, and he felt happy but concerned that she might have done something to retaliate against Latton. “You seem happier than usual. Anything I need to know?” He asks calmly as he walks to her. She shook her head, “None, I’m excited. We are getting married in two days. I’m going to be officially Mrs. Ripley.” She replied with a smile on her face. “That’s good to hear, darling." He cleared his throat, "I hope you have time to bond with Latton after our union. She needs help with her baby on the way and everything," he
THEY both glance at their phones, and they don't have a signal. Lucian pushed the emergency button in the elevator to respond to the person at the other end of the intercom. "What's the estimated time to get this fixed? There's a pregnant lady trapped in here." He yelled on the intercom. Soon a voice replied, “Sir, we already called the maintenance, and it should be fixed within 20 - 30 minutes.” Latton frowns, "My mother will be looking for me. I can't even message her." She said to herself. Hearing that she sat in the far right corner away from Lucian and heaved deeply. “What are the odds, I just want to get away with him and here I am stuck with him alone in this dimly lit place.” She mumbled to herself while caressing her belly. He glanced at her and then sat on the other side of the lift. The silence made everything awkward. Soon he cleared his throat. She peeked at him, waiting for him to speak, but he did not. Instead, he avoided her gaze. It annoyed her and to cut the dea
LATTON was sitting on the swing. Both of them look like they don’t belong in the park. Albert wore his corporate attire while she wore her blue maternity dress. Still holding her ice cream, she swings herself, “I WANT TO KNOW WHY,” she asks. Albert looked at her in confusion. “Why Alison?” She repeats. “Of all people, why her? Walk me down to your love story. So that it's easier for me to accept this. Tell me how you fell in love.” She exclaims. He frowned and then held onto the swing she was sitting on. “It’s hard to explain. All I can say is we love each other,” he remarks. She smirked, “More than you love me, Derek, Catherine?” She inquired with a sorrowful voice. He did not respond. She sighed in despair, “You don’t need to answer. After your wedding, she’s the only one you’ll have beside you anyway.” She commented. “It’s getting dark, I should get home. My husband might be worried sick, and your soon-to-be wife might be sulking.” He held her hand, “Latton, what I said earl