PRISONER OF LOVE LOVE THE WIDOWER

SEASON 5 Part 6's. The Pavilion 2

"Tell your mother, don't interfere. And you, too, are still heartbroken to my son. Too bad you said famous artist but still offended my son." Mrs. Hopkins turned out to stop by my desk, apparently he knew I was intentionally offending Gary on my Instagram status.

"Why? You did the same to us. I'm so happy to see you fall to the bottom of the abyss. I heard Ms. McKellan's trying to get back at you, why don't you blame your dear son for messing things up."

"Shame the child and the mother alike, seek the stage for the downfall of others."

"Indeed. You mind? I did use your son's problem as free promotional material." I giggled amusedly, she was inflamed, beyond my anticipation she took the wine on my desk and flushed me. My clothes were immediately wet and stained. This mad mad mad madam indeed wants to find trouble with me. My Appetizers aren't finished yethe's already made me have to leave the restaurant.

"Mrs are you crazy?!" Now Louis stood up and made him retreat backwards.

"I hope your Gary is smudged for the rest of his life and you can only get a cheesy artist's son-in-law, a hostess club and maybe let your arrogance end...." He thought I would step back, I just wiped my clothes normally and could still speak with my usual tone and smile, all this time I never had a chance to reply insulting him now was the time.

"Shut your mouth Bi*t*ch! You think you win, you're banished! You guys still have your grudges?" He slapped forward trying to slap me. But there was Louis there who didn't give him a chance as to why I was.

"Now upside down isn't it, how does it feel to be thrown away?" I'm still excited to get back at him I won't miss this opportunity.

"Servant! This woman is bothering us!" Two servants rushed over. The manager came immediately.

"Madam I'll leave you get out of here." The manager took him away. I'm still sitting and it seems that this stain is quite disturbing, I should also go.

"You want to go?" Louis seems to understand my situation.

"I'm sorry, I messed up dinner tonight."

"It wasn't you, he came to our table. It's okay there's another time, if you're willing. Let me take you home." He kindly took me out. My chance to talk to him longer is messed up, but maybe I can.

"Thank you." I got in his car. He was wearing a driver. I gave her my apartment address.

"Why could he come at you that way, you did something to him."

"It wasn't really me, but my mother deliberately made trouble with him. She couldn't accept that my mother was now even friends with her failed would-be, and instigated her to get out of the Club that used to contain her friends."

"It turns out that way."

I had to rack my brains, we had to be friends to give me a chance I could ask that key question.

"We can order pizza at the restaurant. Eat at my place if you're willing? This is to thank you for separating me from that crazy mistress. I don't mean to mess it up on purpose, only if you ask me if I'm happy to reply like that, the answer is yes. If it's a freer place I'll revile it more than that."

The problem that came up all of a sudden in this restaurant was actually good to bring our situation closer I guess. There's no way in these circumstances that he would have thought I set a trap for him. But it would be dangerous for myself if I took her to my place. I can't believe he's gonna try to seduce me at the first opportunity. But I've secretly activated the eavesdropper and the camera so Kelly knows what's going on.

"So, it's only 8 o'clock. All right, it's too early to go back, I guess. Is that okay for you?"

"It's just chatting and eating pizza, not a big thing. Or you want to get out, I can change clothes for a while."

"Let's order a pizza then."

I let him get on my unit. It's a family condo, sometimes a family place to New York.

"It's a good place."

"Thank you.Sit down for a minute, I change clothes first." Switching to wool sweaters and comfortable cargo pants I got off to meet him. While he just took off his suit and climbed up with only his white shirt.

"I ordered it. It won't take long." She stood looking at some of the photos my mother was displaying, judging my background. "What do you want to drink? I'm not sure what's in the fridge, hmm cola, beer, juice, coffee, vodka. Who opened the vodka?"

"Just water the bottle."

"Sound choice."

Actually it's thrilling, I've told Kelly I brought her home. They didn't think it was dangerous when I met at a public restaurant, but now I feel like I'm taking a little risk.

"This is the family condo it seems."

"Ahh yes. Because sometimes me and my family often come here for long periods of work. The others, too, so it's better we have a place to gather here."

"I haven't invited anyone in a long time. Maybe I was driven by emotion because she insulted me." I'm trying to play a fragile woman. It seemed safer to loosen his vigilance.

"So you're actually still affected by your ex-boyfriend?"

"Hmm. If you say affected, I think in a more constructive way. I worked so hard to prove myself after breaking up with him. He left me because our family was hit by a hard time. Our family, too, Papa managed to get new investors, they worked hard to improve things, so over the past year we were arguably recognized by everyone, my career and my own business as a reward, not easy but worth it."

"That's a good thing, there's nothing wrong. There are times when we better focus on improving ourselves first. You're great, no one's gonna underestimate you after all. And it seems your family is also the family that supports you." I smiled to receive his compliment.

"Yes, on the one hand it might strengthen us as a family. It's nice to be praised by smart people." She laughs.

"Come on, I'm not that good."

"I said you were good. Still saying you're hard. You're 38, single, trust only in friends, don't entrust your heart to anyone. What's harder than that."

"We're the same, you're tough too. The same sex must understand each other." I laugh.

"Life is weird." My eyes glazed over, but I was actually thinking how to lure the conversation in that direction, heavy taxes.

"At least not as heavy as the past after struggling. You're rich now." Suddenly he made that statement. Very precise!

"You're joking, wealthy UK citizen, which means you're paying the biggest tax, sometimes I wish I'd moved citizenship, I've considered that several times in my brain or I wish someone had taught me how to manage my money invisibly. Sometimes seeing that tax bill feels cramped. I work hard, they take it away. I worked so hard to slap that arrogant Hopkins when." Louis laughed immediately. Thank goodness he was off guard.

"You don't have any? Your father's company doesn't have anyone who can."

"Ohh my father was conservative, he said taxes should be paid. I did not understand the principle, while the one beside me was all straight. I'm going to have big movie contracts and some brand ambassadors this year, not to mention the growing pubs and restaurants, I've imagined the tax figures I've got to see. Writing the check will be heartbreaking. My friend said I could sort of keep it outside unseen, a lot of people did, but he himself didn't know who could teach me. Can't be expected." I put on a face with no hope.

"It was so easy." I switched to him immediately.

"What do you mean it's so easy." He ate my bait.

"Setting things like that isn't as hard as you might think."

"You know someone, he can embezzle them? How-to? You want to introduce me to someone who can make me keep my money untraceable?" Please answer it can.

"Can, easy." Finally, validation.

"Wow. Is true. You're serious aren't you?"

"I'm serious of course." Finally my job of validating this is done.

"You're gonna have to give me a call who your consultant is or who that could be later."

"Yes, take it easy."

"But this is feenya isn't it?"

"Obviously the fee is much smaller than your tax rate."

"You're right too."

Kelly must have reported to Thomas. They'll arrange the rest without involving me. Thankfully, the rest of the night went pretty well.

He's fun to talk to. I'm careful of course.

"All right, thanks for the invitation. Maybe one day we can meet again."

"definitely. Thank you for defending me tonight. I really appreciate it. And don't forget that guy, your consultant, tell him to call me."

"Of course."

Too bad, we probably won't see each other again because my job is done.