1. I wasn’t expecting this.

For a moment, I can’t place that voice with those words. It just feels wrong, because I never expected that specific voice to utter those specific words.

But then I whip towards where the voice is coming from and notice Gerald making his way toward us. Gerald did not accompany me to Caroline’s this morning, he said that there was something that needs his dire attention, so I left on my own. Which was more than fine with me, because having him as a shadow made me nervous for some reason.

Gerald has traded his normal butler uniform for a sleek suit and walks with the confidence of a man who knows what he’s doing. His expression is crossed, not quite angry but not pleasant either, and his eyes are hard and cold.

Distantly, I wonder, what the hell is going on?

“Gerald, what are you doing?” I ask him as soon as he nears us, “we can handle this, you don’t have to get involved.”

Gerald sighs, “on the contrary, young master, I believe this is one of the moments where my involvement is necessary.”

Meanwhile, the manager has started to fidget on his spot, looking as pale as a ghost. He hears Gerald calling me ‘young master’, and grows even paler.

“Mr. Manson,” in an airy sort of voice, he says, “what brought you here in this fine morning, sir?”

without beating around the bush, he gets straight to the point, “and that

manager starts to sputter, “Wh-what? Why? What did I do wrong?”

a close associate of Mr. Greyson’s with violence,” Gerald gestured at us, “and you know

I did

them who they are before mindlessly giving orders to have them thrown out of our property,” Gerald growls, looking extremely pissed. “Had you not been blinded by your frivolous loyalty to this young man,” he points at Aiden, who looks shell-shocked, “you could’ve treated these two with respect

them with

Crane’s eyes

what you ordered the security guards to do,” Gerald adds, “you should be ashamed of yourself. We’re a reputed company, not some mafia ring with common thugs. If you want to work at such an

of this confidence before, when he was standing up to Stone and his gang in the hotel room back in Empire

all those years ago, he insisted that even though she won’t allow me to see him, at least allow him to keep contact via Gerald, who he introduced as his butler, and my

seeing to my living situation and health. Granted, I never let him

who my father said he

now, I’m not so sure.

burning like wildfire, “You wouldn’t dare

already did, Mr.

will be losing a goddamn gold mine if you do this, mark my words. I’m the best in the industry

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