“Just tell me one thing, as that is the only thing that matters to me, not any of the things you’ve been saying since you started talking. Is Barry truly dead? These men told me that he was and that someone close to the family told them that. I'm guessing that someone was you.” Derek said, interrupting Blair mid-story. He could tell that she was pissed at the interruption, but he could not care less.“No, he’s not, but he will soon be, which is for the better. He's taking too long to do it, in my opinion. I don’t recognize him as my grandchild. The only grandchildren I will ever recognize are the ones that would come from Amanda. Any grandchildren from you are bastards, in my opinion.”“Well, good luck with that. Amanda can't keep a man long enough for them to get into a solid relationship, not to talk of her giving you any grandchildren.”“Watch your goddamned mouth. Anyway, Barry’s supposed death was just something I told these people to tell you so you would not spend your entire t

“Mom? Mom, where are you? I need to tell you something.” Amanda called out, knocking several times on the door to her mother’s room, but she got no reply, which was strange because her mother never went anywhere without informing her, about it first.Also, when Amanda knocked on her door earlier in the day before she went on her fact-finding spree with Denise, her mother didn’t answer the door either.She could not wait to tell her mother about her findings … that the woman they both loathed so much had a child for Derek. She needed to get her mother’s input on that very annoying information.Pushing the door open, Amanda made her way into the large and tastefully furnished room and looked around. Her mother’s bed was made, but she wasn’t in the room.She saw the letter that her mother had left behind and quickly scanned it, then sighed in relief before picking up her phone to place a call across to her.To her surprise, the call didn’t go through … something which never ever happened