Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Claire clutched at the hem of Cecil's jeans, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Cecil, let's just leave Ms. Thorne and her family alone, okay? Emmett has already given us a whole lot of cash. We should stop pestering them, please..."

Cecil scoffed, a coldness in his voice. Gone were the days when a million dollars seemed like a fortune to him. Ever since he found out about Tarquin and Elysia's real status, that money felt like mere pocket change.

"That kid has my blood running through his veins. His miserable life is only possible because of me. You think this little amount of money is gonna cut it? No way! I'm gonna be on his case for life. He owes me big time!"

What he wanted wasn't just a million dollars. He was after a lifetime of luxury and prestige.

"Cecil, Emmett is still so young, he..."

Cecil's face darkened, silencing her with a glare.

Then, his gaze landed on a set of design sketches by Maria's bedside, sparking his curiosity.

"Who drew these?"

fearing he might destroy them,

did. It's a gift for his

to give something back. So, he designed two outfits for her. Before

the sketches' value. Squinting, he took a closer look, then snapped

the outfits her brother designed for her only makes her miss him more.

garner sympathy, stirring up more online

e focus shifted to Emmett's designs instead. Fashion design experts began praising the sketches, astounded that a child could create such wonders. Industry giants proclaimed that if these were truly the work of a five-year-old, the kid was a prodigy

luxury brands were sharing

predicting he'd

attention of a distinguished elder. His hair was silver, his skin impeccably

the trendy beads and a

sw novel

desk, he scrutinized Emmett's sketches intently before turning to his

were designed by a