Meanwhile, Roger was furious. He had a rough night and released his anger by destroying everything in his path. And, to worsen his mood, he noticed that his morning was very different from others because neither his clothes for the day nor his breakfast were as usual... realizing that maybe Deborah wasn't as useless as he thought—she was a good homemaker."Ugh... argh... why does everything have to be so complicated?" he complained, massaging his forehead after ending the call with Sophia. He truly wasn't in the mood, and hearing his beloved yell at him only made his headache worse."Um... Roger," Fabian called him nervously."What's wrong?" Roger asked."Well, I took care of that folder you gave me.""And?" he asked, raising an eyebrow."Unfortunately, it's legal, and we can't stop it or make it disappear because the lawyer she hired moved quickly, and it's already been filed.""WHAT?!" Roger exclaimed, standing up. "And how the hell did she hire such a good lawyer? I made sure
"That's amazing, son, congratulations," Isabelle said, embracing Roger. "I'll finally be a grandmother and—""That's disgusting!" Elliot interrupted. "I'll never see that crazy woman's child as my nephew.""Elliot," his mother scolded him. "Don't speak like that.""Isabelle, don't scold my son because I think the same," George said. "I won't acknowledge that child as my grandson, and Roger, start packing your things from this office.""But Dad, you can't...""George, what are you doing?""I'm fulfilling my father's will. Since this useless man can't take care of his marriage, he has no rights anymore. Not to the presidency, not to my fortune.""What?!" Roger and Isabelle complained."Darling, you can't leave your son on the street.""I think that's where he needs to be for him to act like an adult.""Are you going to leave him on the streets?" Isabelle asked, alarmed."No, the apartment he lives in is his, so he has somewhere to stay. But he can't come back to our house beca
It was a good thing that Caroline knew how to cheer up Deborah. After calming her friend down, Caroline took Deborah to a stationery store—paradise on earth for Deborah, who didn't hesitate to buy several markers and pens of different colors, notebooks, some folders, and a few other office supplies with adorable designs."You never change; you almost bought the entire store," joked Caroline as they packed the shopping bags into the car.[You’re exaggerating.] Deborah was both amused and embarrassed by her friend’s comment."Ah... if only you were like this with your clothes and accessories, we wouldn't have taken so long to put your new wardrobe together."[Don’t say that. Here you are. I got you something.] Deborah handed Caroline a paper bag with some stationery items."Thanks," Caroline said, taking the bag. "But am I right or not?"[Um... maybe.] Deborah laughed, realizing she hadn't had this much fun or bought things for herself in a long time."Well, when you get back home
[Do you have hobbies too?] Deborah asked as she returned the shopping bags on the couch before resuming her seat next to the blonde for dinner."Um... well, it's somewhat similar since I love collecting Lego figurines."[The building blocks?]"Yeah, I collect the character figurines, and Lego releases new collections every season," he said excitedly, taking out his phone to show her some photos.[You must be quite passionate about this.] Deborah signed when she saw the endless stream of photos scrolling through Jayden’s phone."Yeah, in fact, my mom used to scold me because I would spend all my allowances on that." Jayden laughed at the memory. "But thanks to these blocks, I got into construction and happily inherited the company to build real houses and not just blocks."[Of course, your family is in the building construction business.]"Yeah, sort of. Sometimes we build buildings, and other times we buy old ones and renovate them."[I see...]"Speaking of building, as a kid,
"Tch..." grumbled the black-haired woman, who got up abruptly to stretch and massage her neck. "My love, that ungrateful girl hasn't replied to my messages," she said, approaching her husband sitting in his armchair."I doubt she's seen them, Vanessa" the blond man said, amused."You know, Frederick, if you're going to take her side over our daughter's, you'll be sleeping on the couch tonight.""I'm not taking her side, my love," Frederick said, holding onto the woman by her waist to make her sit on his lap, "But it makes sense that she hasn’t responded to your texts because I seem to recall that someone intentionally spilled wine on her stepdaughter's old laptop.""Oh... right, heh, I forgot about my little prank," Vanessa said as she looked into his eyes."Oh well, I guess I'll just have to go to her and teach that stupid girl a lesson because she hasn't called us all this time, and that angers me," Frederick said, his blue eyes reflecting great hatred."Well, you can't blame h
"Wait... what did she say?" Cassandra asked, frightened."Deborah isn't here? Where did she go?" Frederick interrogated."No idea, but what I know is that poor girl won't be coming back to this house. Good for her because only idiots like you would come yelling at her door," the woman said, annoyed as she closed her apartment door.The father and daughter were astonished because that was something they never thought would happen: Deborah leaving that house. Where did she go? With what money? Did she manage to win over Roger and move into that luxurious house old Mr. Peterson had given them?Many questions swirled in their heads, and as if it was fated, Roger happened to just arrive at the apartment, looking furious.He was lost in his thoughts, mentally cursing stupid Deborah because she had helped fulfill his father’s threat. Now he was just another employee who had been scolded by ‘his boss’ for being late. Roger swore he would make sure she never dared to escape from that damn
Blissfully unaware of the family drama unraveling in the Anderson family, Deborah was immersed in her own world, fully engaged in a discussion with Charlotte as they planned for Deborah to teach a sign language and Morse code class for kids.They spent the entire morning planning the class and discussing details of the structure of the lessons and class schedules. Their conversation had to end at 11 as Charlotte needed to pick her son up."Alright, Deborah, I think we’ve got most of the details down," Charlotte said as she walked to the door.[Yes.] Deborah wrote her response, a communication they had agreed to for convenience."In that case, see you tomorrow at five to show you the place where you'll be teaching. I’ll spread the word among the neighbors about the upcoming classes today too.” Charlotte opened the door and continued to say, “Well, I'll leave now to pick Michael up then make lunch."[See you later.] Deborah said her goodbye through her notebook, watching Charlotte l
‘I guess he’s busy today.’ Deborah blushed, realizing what she was thinking. ‘Whoa... Deborah, get a grip. You're not divorced yet and you're already thinking about someone else.’ Flustered, Deborah hurried into her house and put away the groceries.Just as she was about done, Caroline and Christian arrived with dinner.[Welcome.] Deborah greeted them at the door, letting them in."Hi, Deborah," the couple replied as they entered the house. Christian placed the bags on the table."It looks like you've settled in," Caroline joked, seeing a corner of the living room with the laptop and some open notebooks.[Well, it's my house. Besides, I like the view from the window, so I made it my workspace.] Deborah replied."That's the spirit," Christian praised her."Dear, clean your hands and help us set the table," Caroline instructed, taking the bags to start unpacking the food.Christian obeyed. When he returned, his partner asked him to open the wine bottle and serve some juice while