Any idiot could have told that there would have been people watching Samantha even though she was transported to the prison. The only reason she had escaped was because someone well-connected got her out.Ricky was agitated even as he listened to the verdict. Seeing that his hands were balled into fists, Irene tried to assure him, "Just calm down.""I can't." Ricky wanted to stay calm too, but he could not—his mother was murdered, but they were now saying that she killed herself!Knowing the truth he was unable to accept the verdict… but he had no evidence either!Despite his knowledge, he could not do anything, leaving him utterly indignant!Irene sighed softly—she understood how he felt, and said nothing.He was going to need time after this.The verdict announcement ended soon enough, and they were allowed to take Samantha's body to bury it.Ricky left and Sheryl went with him, while Irene waited outside.That was when she saw a female journalist walking nearby. Though
Clearing her throat, Irene said, "You see, I'm the one who bought the graves next to our father's."She had been wary toward Samantha, though it was not to say that she was helping Sheryl retain her place as Lionel's legally married wife. After all, Sheryl was over Lionel, and Irene wanted her mother to live a long, fulfilling life—she did not want a grave for her so soon.In fact, Irene had bought it just because she did not want Samantha to be interred beside Lionel. On the other hand, it took Ricky a long while to actually realize what Irene meant. "You did that for Sheryl?""More or less," Irene said. "Huh." Rick sighed, realizing that he was too late. It seemed that he was not as smart as Irene, who showed foresight while he only thought about his mother's funeral matters now."You're really smart, Sis. Dad was right to leave Spencer Holdings in your care," he said.At that very moment, he was not actually jealous—instead, he was impressed with Irene's consideration. Sh
That was the reason why Quincy was so eager to have Ian take over as Light Group's CEO. After she cajoled Henry, it was inevitable that Ian was here today!And now that they had leverage against Isaac, Henry could actually be harsh with Isaac."What about you, Isaac? Do you have anything to say?"Isaac was busy pretending to be shocked and upset, as if he never expected this to happen. He even made a show of scolding Stan in front of everyone. "What do I pay you for? How could you let this document leak out?!""Sorry, sir… I don't know what happened either!" Stan exclaimed.Ian snorted coldly right then. "Just give it a rest already. This isn't the time for you to scold your boy for being incompetent—everyone would inevitably find out the moment you decided to keep this from us… To think that I always believed that you were above the rest, but I guess this is all you amounted to."Stan appeared upset and argued, "What are you talking about? Everyone makes mistakes, and don't yo
Irene replied, "When I went with Ricky to court, I saw this woman… Huh, maybe it's nothing." Some people just bear a striking resemblance with others, after all, and she did not want to add to Isaac's troubles since he was very busy at the moment.Nonetheless, Isaac frowned. "What is it? Aren't you going to finish your sentence?""Like I said, it's nothing." Irene laughed. "Anyway, we can put the matter aside after Samantha White's funeral tomorrow."Knock, knock.Irene had barely finished when someone knocked on her door."Come in," she said, and the door only opened at that.It was Stan, and he was carrying a box containing a mess of documents and random items. He put the box on the table before coming to them and said, "They appointed Ian Jefferson as CEO.""Yeah," Isaac grunted in acknowledgement—he was not surprised by the outcome. It was all part of his plan anyway, since Quincy would only let down her guard once he was gone from Light Group.Still, Stan felt indign
Turning his face so that half of it was buried in his pillow, Isaac said, "You can go if you want."Stan pursed his lips, understanding what was going on just then.Truly, what goes around comes around… to think that the day had come that Isaac was kept on a leash—and on a very tight leash at that! Despite what she said, Irene remained focused as she bandaged Isaac. "Stay here and rest."Isaac then took her hand and gave it a squeeze. "Come back soon. Have Stan stay with you."Irene nodded and left the ward.Stan was ready waiting outside."Let's go," she said. Stan quickly followed, appearing hesitant to speak his mind despite holding the car keys.Unable to stand his fidgeting, Irene said, "Just spit it already.""It's not much, but… I just wanted to say that you might be paranoid. Debbie and I are both indebted to Mr. Jefferson, and we're definitely loyal to him—""Why do you think I'm paranoid?" Irene asked in return, cutting him short.Stan became quiet since he had
Irene was not intimidated however, and asked nonchalantly, "Does this have anything to do with your insistence on staying?""I'm not your run-of-the-mill secretary in charge of answering calls, preparing for meetings, and other measly errands. I am always on standby, waiting for any instructions from Mr. Jefferson as well as planning his itinerary. I also have to keep a constant eye on any documents submitted by other departments and appraise them before getting Mr. Jefferson's signature. Since I have many tasks, I would always have to prioritize, but what I do is primarily to pave the way for my boss. If Mr. Jefferson isn't leaving the country, what would I even do there?"Debbie's words were prim and her message clear, and Irene patiently listened and waited until she was finished. "Oh, so you're mainly worried you have nothing to do over there?""Yes, that would be the case if Mr. Jefferson isn't there."Irene nodded and smiled. "What if I offered you a different position?"Deb
Both Debbie and Spencer understood each other tacitly after their conversation!Stan was curious. "How did you convince her anyway?"Irene was not in the mood to answer, however. "Do you really have to gossip so much?"Stan chuckled—he was certainly eager to find out, but her response made it clear that she did not want to tell, so he should not ask.Soon, they returned to the hospital, and Irene headed inside.…"Mom, look at this." Ian, who was now appointed CEO of Light Group, was almost losing his mind after seeing report after report detailing their losses.Quincy was naturally scowling as well. "I know Isaac and what he's capable of. There shouldn't be this much loss…""Did he do this on purpose?" Ian was certainly surprised by the revelation that the seemingly vibrant and dominant exterior of Light Group hid an entity that was already at death's door.Quincy thought about it. "I don't think so—maybe Isaac just wanted to hide it from the board.""That just means he to
Any new leader tends to flex his newfound authority, and Ian was certainly doing that during his first meeting with his key personnel!Every head of department was sitting with clenched buttocks, afraid to make a sound. However, they were just wary of Ian since they were not familiar with him—with Isaac, they were earnestly reverent instead. Still, Ian was confident after his recent promotion."Starting with Finance, everyone will report any noteworthy events as well as department objectives over the last six months," he said proudly and formally from the chairing seat.However, his confidence proved a little excessive, as the Head of Finance rose to his feet and gave a lengthy account of everything the department saw through over the last six months.The long and short of it was that there was no income, only investments. "Here's everything on the projects and investments we oversaw in that timeframe," he said as he handed a thick document folder to Ian, who was scowling now
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