In a fortress like mansion, inside the entrance hall, many people were gathered, all looking at a man with a regal presence and a woman with breathtaking beauty arguing.
"Time is running out, are we not going to Noel's aid? To bring him back?" Elaine, with a voice full of concern and urgency, for the umpteenth time, asked.
And Derek with menace presence coldly replied, "I already told you my answer, but, I'm not going, with how many has set their eyes on us, we will just suffer a lose, were we to go out now."
"So, he needs to come back one his own… if he wants to continue being the Cross heir."
Elaine already too angry at her husband's attitude, finally exploded, "My son never gave a fuck about being the Cross heir, you know that right?"
"His height in not something the mere Cross house, could hold."
"He is meant for something far more grand than being tied by this fucked up house."
"So, take that fucked up title, and let's go."
