Irene doubted that. Moneypenny clearly stated that Henry was behind everything.Keeping herself as calm as possible, she said, "Tommy is Isaac's son. Do a paternity test if you doubt me."Henry frowned, appearing doubtful. "What?""My child is Isaac's too." Irene snarled every word. Henry almost slipped just then—a servant reacted quickly to catch to stop him from falling."Go! Get me Moneypenny right now!" he barked. "Yes, sir." The servant promptly left to look for the butler as soon as he helped Henry to a chair.Irene was actually confused just then. "You… didn't take my child?""Why would I lie to you?" Henry retorted. "Yes, I was hoping you'd get Isaac to fall for Kathy York, but I didn't know about your child. Hell, I would've taken the boy away from you at the mansion when we ran into you last time—even after all that has happened, I'm not that cold that I'd forget the fact that your grandfather saved me."Irene was still doubtful, however. "Then why would Moneypenny
Irene decided that she could not sit and wait!As Henry left for Ian's home, Irene left Jefferson Manor, though she lingered at the gates, wondering as to who would want to abduct her baby…Bzzt—Her phone suddenly rang.When she answered, Sheryl was crying urgently from the other end. "Irene? Please come home quickly!""What's wrong?" Irene asked."It's the people who took Tommy. They're asking for you!"Irene became spirited the instant she heard that there was a clue about Tommy's whereabouts. "I'll be there as soon as I can," she replied, and quickly used her phone to summon a taxi.That was when a car drove up to Jefferson Manor. Stan alighted, but averted his eyes when he saw Irene.For her part, she was actually confused why he would come at this hour. "Why are you here?" she asked."There's something I have to get," Stan replied, and headed into the manor.Irene did not press the subject since she could not spare a thought for anything but Tommy—nothing was more
It was only then that Irene saw the man in the living room."You?!" She gaped, but at the next instant, she had bounded forward and grabbed Harvey Gooding by the collar, bellowing, "Why did you take my Tommy?! Give him back!""That can be arranged, under one condition," Harvey replied, calmly looking at her."What is it?""Marry me.""You're crazy!" Irene's eyes were red."After Isaac did me dirty," Harvey replied, breathing every word with weighted purpose, "I'd be a failure if I did nothing!""Go mess with him all you want!" Irene laughed icily. "What does my child have to do with that? Hell, your proposal is even more ridiculous! Did you take the wrong meds, or did you finally lose your mind?""Neither. Right now—no, my mind is clear the instant I took your child," Harvey breathed with rising agitation. "I knew Isaac Jefferson loved you the instant he spent millions on that painting, and what do you think he would do if I took you from him?"Irene did a double take, and the
Sheryl knew that her weakness had caused her daughter many problems in the past, so she must not be weak now.She would stand before her, and shield her from everything!Irene's eyes were red."Mom," she sniffled. "Please calm down."Murder is a crime—Sheryl would be imprisoned if Harvey Gooding died, and she did not want that.Harvey then added, "I won't hurt the child, woman. I love your daughter, and will be a better husband to her than Isaac Jefferson when she marries me."Sheryl, however, was not so easily fooled. "Don't bother sweet-talking me—you wouldn't coerce Irene if you loved her, let alone threaten her with her child. You only see what you want, and you call that love?"Harvey was taken aback—he actually had no comeback for Sheryl.Hence, he simply gave up on defending himself. "Kill me, and you'd be in prison. You'll never see your grandson again, but your daughter will be worse off because she'll lose you and her son. Who knows if she'd lose her mind from grief?"
Ricky Spencer did not release her, however. "I know that your son was kidnapped. Is there anything I can help with?""No," Irene replied. "Just stick to your lessons on managing the company.""Tommy is my nephew even if you won't admit it. I'm actually worried that he has been taken away, and I just want to help."Ricky's tone was sincere, making it awkward for Irene to brush him off. "No, I'm serious," she said patiently. "It's a great help if you'll do your best to learn how to manage Spencer Holdings."Something changed in the way he looked at her then. "I will do my best," he replied."Good. I have something urgent to do, so please let go," Irene said urgently.Ricky did, and Irene hurried outside when she suddenly stopped and turned toward him again. "Listen—the reason our father did not pass down Spencer Holdings to you directly was because he knows that you're not ready to lead yet. He may have entrusted Spencer Holdings to me for now, but understand that he loves and ca
In spite of everything that Harvey told her, she really had no idea what he was up to.Henry breathed a long sigh and said feebly, "This is on me too. I should've noticed that Moneypenny was acting weird, and none of this would have happened."Irene asked, "So he was bribed?"Henry shook his head. "I trust that man, especially after he served me so many years—no, he can't be bribed. We found out that Harvey abducted his wife and coerced him into advising me so that I finalize your divorce with Isaac. Now that Harvey has abducted your child as well and forced you to marry him… I have to ask, what's your plan here?"Right now, Irene did not want anything to do with the Jeffersons, and a divorce suited her fine."You're unhappy with me, and Isaac is interested in Kathy York. There's no need for me to stay here—as for my child, I'll save him on my own."Her tone was calm, devoid of rage or indignation.Having made up her mind, she was certainly relieved. "But isn't the child Isaac
Kathy was strutting as she walked toward them, her heels clicking in her wake as she passed a lunchbox to Mrs. Watson. "I've made this for Isaac. Take it inside."When Mrs. Watson did not take it, she smiled, "I'll be the lady of this house soon, Mrs. Watson. How will we get along when you're being this hostile now?"Mrs. Watson reluctantly took the lunchbox then, her face falling as she turned and headed inside the mansion.Once she left, Kathy's smile faded. Glancing at the suitcase lined up against the wall, she then turned to Irene. "I hope you never show up around Isaac after you leave. He must have gotten sick of you and told Mrs. Watson to throw away your things, didn't he?"Her words actually left Irene agitated.Yes, Isaac must have gotten sick of her and told Mrs. Watson to throw away her things, did he not? She reared her head with an impeccable smile just then. "I don't think I'll be the last person thrown out of here, though. I hope you'll prove to be an evergreen a
Irene smiled.After that, Zachary told her to get some proper rest before leaving with Lulu.However, Irene felt that she was no longer sleepy, though when she left to find Harvey, he had already arrived at Spencer Mansion.He was smiling and appeared spirited.Irene remained impassive, and asked curtly, "When can I see my child?""Like I said, after our wedding. Now, which card do you prefer?"He had brought several wedding cards, each having different styles so that she could pick one she liked. Irene found the man's behavior bizarre just then—she insisted that she did not love him, and had only promised to marry him to save her child. Was he crazy? Picking an invite at a time like this?"Just do whatever you like. You don't have to ask me about anything," she said, planting herself on the couch."Fine, that'll do," Harvey replied. "Once the invitations are prepared, I'll send the very first one to Isaac Jefferson." Irene was not in the mood to play around, and simply n
Soon after the wedding, Mr. Fowler proposed for Stan to work at his company to get used to the work over there.He was worried as he did not have much time left, and it would not do if he was gone before the proper arrangements were made.Still, Stan returned to Franconia with Isaac and his family, sorting out things at work and finishing every task he had on hand.While Isaac used to have a lot of free time with Stan around, he was just slightly busier after Stan left. After all, no company should operate in a way that losing a single person would stall all their operations.And after a week, Stan sorted out all the remaining tasks he had in Franconia and returned to Zidonia to start work at the Fowlers' family business.While Stan had property in Zidonia too, he moved into the Fowlers' mansion, but not as a live-in son-in-law. He was simply aware of Mr. Fowler's illness, and Rea wanted to spend more time with her parents.And as the son-in-law, he was obliged to do that much.
Despite feeling wistful, Mr. Fowler eventually passed Rea's hand to Stan. "I hope you will both cherish each other from now on."Rea told him, "We will."Thereafter, it was the usual proceedings of a wedding, with exchange of rings and vows, the wedding speech, and the luncheon!Though everything went smoothly, Mrs. Fowler could not help shedding tears.She was pleased that her daughter was finally getting married, especially since she was looking forward to this.But now that Rea really did marry, she was worried that her life might get difficult and unhappy.Such was the worrisome nature of mothers.-Later, Stan led Rea to Isaac's table.They were all acquainted, but Stan introduced everyone once again to reacquaint them with Rea.After all, she was no longer Zachary's friend's cousin now, but Stan's wife.Erin was grinning from ear to ear. "Congratulations.""Thank you." Rea smiled in return."Congrats," Baby said, imitating the adults.Rea reached out to stroke his c
Zachary said, "I heard you sealed the deal with Rea Fowler, and her family is preparing for your wedding."Stan smiled. "I'm the look of success—getting a girl couldn't be simpler. See? I'm getting married already.""Well, I guess we're all taken now," Erin said.Tommy poked his head up just then. "Congratulations, Uncle Stan.""Thank you." Stan chuckled, patting his head."Also, I heard that you're marrying into the Fowler family?" Zachary asked.Everyone turned to stare at Stan in shock, but it was understandable.Stan was not that modest that he would have to go that far—he had money and was successful enough to afford a wife.Still, Zachary—who knew the Fowlers—suggested, "To be fair, they do need someone to take care of the family business…"-Either way, it meant that Irene's family would be delaying their return trip to Franconia.After all, none of them had expected to attend Stan's wedding so soon after Zachary's.Stan himself did not expect that either, as he had
"What's the problem? We've already slept together," Rea said as she put her clothes on.She frowned as Stan was still on the bed and not moving. "What, are you going to stay in my bed forever?""What am I supposed to wear?" Stan shrugged. "You haven't brought my clothes here.""I'll get it for you."Rea remembered his suitcase then and hurried downstairs to bring it up."Wear whatever you like. I'll be waiting downstairs," she said and hurried away.Stan got out of bed and put on a suit—it was only right to dress formally when it came to discussing marriage.After cleaning up and heading downstairs, he found Rea sandwiched by her parents.Stan had no idea if she had already mentioned it, but both Mr. and Mrs. Fowler were both staring at him, leaving him further tense.Clearing his throat, Stan began, "Excuse me, but—""Yes, we agree to you marrying our daughter.""You mean marrying into our family," Rea corrected them.Everyone else was staring at her before asking all at o
If Rea asked her parents now, they would only get sad, and life would become difficult for everyoneWhat should she do to make them happy?Right, she could get married! Her parents would definitely be pleased. As for the choice of bridegroom, did she not have one readily available here?If Stan could pretend to be her boyfriend, he could definitely be her husband too.They could fake their marriage if they had to!Putting the medical file back where she found it, she wobbled up to her feet and left the room.Stan had yet to step out of the bathroom when she returned, so she sat on the bed and waited.After a while, Stan stepped out with a towel around his waist and paused when he saw Rea sitting there. "Where are my clothes?" He asked, presuming that Rea had forgotten since there was nothing on the bed or the table. "My suitcase is still in your car trunk."Rea turned toward him. "Let's get married."Stan was left speechless for a moment and soon chuckled, "Did you forge
Mrs. Fowler smacked her daughter, but while Rea thought she was angry, she said instead, "Just do your best."Rea's mind was blown—were her parents bewitched? They were completely different from before! A long time ago, her parents had used to tell her that she did not have to marry as long as she was happy.But later on, they had persistently sent her on blind dates… and now, they were telling her to seduce a man?Touching her mother's forehead, Rea asked, "Are you sick?"Mrs. Fowler slapped her hand off. "Your dad and I are leaving now.""Yeah." Mr. Fowler nodded. "The chauffeur is waiting."Rea walked them to the door and watched as their car left before returning inside.She did not go upstairs since Stan was asleep, and she would be bored—she was the type who just could not sit still.However, it was inappropriate if she left since that would leave nobody home.In her boredom, she thought of pranking Stan. She headed upstairs to find him asleep, and soundly at that.Ca
Unable to argue against her parents, Rea said, "Fine, fine. Whatever you say."Mrs. Fowler smiled. "Then help Stan upstairs to get some rest.""Which room?" Rea asked.Mrs. Fowler realized with a start and quickly said, "Oh, there's no bedding in the guest room… So let him stay in your room."Rea was left staring at her in shock. "When did you get so open-minded? Letting a man stay in your daughter's room?"Mrs. Fowler shrugged. "What can he do when he's drunk?""Haven't you heard of drunken fumbles?" Rea asked.Both Mr. and Mrs. Fowler shook their heads at the same time. "Nope."Rea was left totally speechless—this was just outrageous!She would think that Stan was actually their son, if it was not for the fact that they were not acquainted before.They were not like this before either—even if they were urging her to get married, they were not throwing her at a man like this!Mr. Fowler then said, "If anything happens, we'll demand that he takes responsibility and marries y
"I get it," Stan replied quietly. "I wouldn't have been upset even if you didn't explain yourself. But since you did, I forgive you."Rea's brow creased as she pursed her lips. "See? I knew it. We really shouldn't be too nice to you."While Stan was speechless, Mrs. Fowler was enthusiastically putting food on Stan's plate. "This is our family's favorite dish. Try it."Stan nodded after a bite. "It's good."Mrs. Fowler smiled, while Mr. Fowler poured him a glass of wine. "Can you hold your liquor?"Stan smiled. "More or less.""You're being humble now." Mr. Fowler smiled at him. "You're definitely a good drinker.""A little."Rea had enough right then. "Dad, Stan has work to do, and he has to return to Franconia tomorrow. You're going to make things difficult for him."Mr. Fowler smiled awkwardly. "Right…" "You think?" Rea huffed, snatching his wine away. "Everyone only gets to have one glass."Mr. Fowler glared at Rea. "Party pooper."Rea shrugged. "I'm doing this for your
Rea turned her head aside. "Then what's your hobby?"Stan did a double take and remembered his life… which was work and more work.It had been years since he took leave, and he would not get to goof off the last few days if it had not been for Zachary's wedding.Hobby? He certainly did not have anything like that.Now that he thought about it, his life was boring and monotonous, and he did not have anyone very close.That was why he wanted a kind, understanding wife to care and offer him company while he took care of her needs.When he looked up at Rea, he clearly felt that she was not for him—he needed someone to take care of him, but with her, he would be busy taking care of her instead."You're looking at me weirdly," Rea suddenly said."How so?" Stan asked.Rea moved closer, looking him in the eyes and asking solemnly, "Don't tell me—you've fallen for me?""You don't just suffer from a flawed personality—you're narcissistic too."Stan pursed his lips and checked the tim