He Took His Brother’s Widow Into His Home… But She Refused to Belong to Any Man Again

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She didn’t thank him, but she didn’t stop him either.

Is the chimney smoking right? He asked.

Looked thin from the ridge.

It clogs sometimes, she said.

I clean it when I can.

I’ll take a look.

You don’t need to, she said quickly.

I know, he replied.

But I’m going to.

He walked toward the cabin before she could argue.

She followed, silence stretching between them like a thread.

Inside, the cabin smelled of pine and old ashes.

The table was neatly set, though only one plate rested there now.

A blanket was draped over a chair worn at the edges from overuse.

He glanced at the hearth.

Soot darkened the stone.

“You’ve been doing all this alone?” he asked quietly.

“I prefer it that way.

” James didn’t smile.

“No one truly prefers to struggle.

” She set the basket down and straightened her shoulders.

“I am not weak.

I never said you were.

You think I need someone to save me? He turned to her, meeting her eyes.

I think you’ve been carrying too much.

And I think Daniel would want me to look out for you.

Her breath caught, sharp as a flinch.

I do not belong to anyone, she said, voice low but steady.

Not anymore.

James held her gaze.

I’m not here to own you, Helen.

I’m here because you matter and because you shouldn’t have to face this land alone.

For a moment, her eyes softened.

Then she stepped past him, pushing open the window to let the smoke drift out.

Evening light spilled over her face, warming the sadness tucked at the corners of her mouth.

“How long will you stay?” she asked after a moment.

“As long as you need help.

” “I didn’t ask for any.

” He nodded.

“Sometimes people don’t.

” She didn’t answer.

The silence in the room thickened, but not in a cold way.

More like waiting.

More like something neither of them was ready to name.

James stepped outside and split the firewood with clean, sharp strikes.

Helen watched from the doorway, arms folded, the wind lifting the ends of her hair.

When he carried the stacked wood inside, she moved aside but held her chin high.

“I don’t want charity,” she said.

It’s not charity, he replied.

It’s respect.

Her eyes dropped for the first time when the fire caught and the room warmed.

Helen sank slowly into the chair beside the hearth.

She looked tired in a way she hadn’t allowed herself to show.

“You can stay for supper,” she said quietly.

“Just supper.

” He nodded.

“All right.

” They ate in near silence, but it wasn’t uneasy.

It was something slower, tentative, like two people stepping onto new ground.

When he rose to leave, she stood too.

“James,” she said suddenly.

He paused.

“I don’t want to be someone’s duty,” she said.

“Not yours, not anyone’s.

” He took his hat in his hands.

“You aren’t a duty.

You’re a choice.

” Quote.

Her breath shook just once, barely visible, but he saw it.

“Good night, Helen,” he said softly.

She watched him go, standing in the doorway long after his horse disappeared into the trees.

When she finally closed the door, she pressed her hand against her chest as though steadying something that had begun to wake after too long.

The next morning came cold and bright, the kind of morning that made the air sting sharp in the lungs.

Helen stepped outside with her shawl pulled tight around her shoulders.

Frost clung to the grass and the fence rails shimmerred white in the early light.

She paused when she saw the split logs stacked neatly by the door, twice as many as last night.

James had returned before sunrise.

She looked down the trail, but he was nowhere in sight.

Only the quiet wind answered.

She went back inside, but her chest felt unsettled, warm in places she didn’t understand.

Just before noon, hoof beatats broke the quiet.

Helen stepped out as James rode into the clearing.

Rains loose.

His hat tipped against the sun.

He dismounted and tied his horse to the post.

I checked the north fence, he said.

Something pulled it down last storm.

I patched it.

You didn’t have to do that.

Her voice was steady, but her hands twisted the edge of her shawl.

He shrugged lightly.

I know, but it needed doing.

She watched him, her eyes narrowing just slightly.

Why are you really here? His answer came slow but sure.

Because you shouldn’t be left alone with a winter coming that would break most men.

Helen’s chin lifted.

I survived last winter.

You survived it with Daniel, he said gently.

And Daniel isn’t here anymore.

She froze.

Just a breath.

Just a blink.

But James saw the way her shoulders wavered.

He stepped closer, but not enough to crowd.

You’re strong, he said.

Stronger than you know.

But strength doesn’t mean you have to be alone.

Alone is safer.

For who? She didn’t answer.

She turned away and walked toward the wood pile.

He followed slowly.

“You don’t trust me,” he said.

Helen picked up a log, stacked it hard.

“Trust is how I lost everything.

” Daniel went up that ridge because he trusted folks who told him the path was safe.

“Helen,” she shook her head sharply.

I’m tired of depending on people who leave.

I’m tired of being something men feel responsible for.

I don’t see you as something I own, James said quietly.

Or something I have to control.

I’m just trying to help.

Her voice cracked like dry wood.

Help always comes with a price.

His jaw tightened at that.

Not mine, he said.

Never mind.

Silence settled between them, thick as snow clouds.

Helen pressed the back of her hand to her eyes just for a heartbeat, then drew a long breath and steadied herself.

“I don’t want to need anyone,” she whispered.

James softened.

“Then don’t need me.

Just let me be here.

” Her breath trembled.

She set the log down and turned away.

That afternoon, while he hammered new boards onto the stable wall, Helen stood at the cabin window watching him.

She wasn’t sure when it happened, but something inside her had begun to shift.

Something slow, small, frightening.

He worked with calm hands and steady breath.

Not rushing, not pushing, just present.

Her chest tightened.

When evening came, he brought in fresh game, cleaned and wrapped.

She wiped her hands on her apron.

You hunted for me? Hunted for supper? He corrected softly.

If you want it, she swallowed.

Stay then.

Eat.

He nodded once.

If you’re sure.

They cooked together, moving slow around each other, bumping shoulders once, neither pulling away.

As they ate, the lantern light spilled gold across her hair, and James found his eyes drifting to her more often than he meant to.

Afterward, as she washed the plates, he stepped beside her and handed her the next dish.

They worked without speaking, hands brushing now and then, warmth building in the quiet.

When the last plate was set aside, Helen leaned against the counter.

James.

He lifted his head.

You can’t stay here every night.

I know, but you came back.

I’ll keep coming back as long as you’ll open the door.

She looked at him for a long time.

her breath uneven.

“I don’t know what you want from me,” she whispered.

“Nothing you don’t choose to give.

” Quote.

She closed her eyes carefully, like she was trying not to break.

“Daniel loved you,” James said softly.

“He’d want you safe.

He’d want you living again, not just surviving.

” She turned away sharply.

“Don’t talk about him like he’s yours to speak for.

” James stepped back, nodding once.

“All right.

” Regret flickered across her face, but she didn’t apologize.

He moved toward the door.

“I’ll check the roof before I leave.

Storm’s coming.

” “James,” she said, her voice catching him midstep.

He turned.

“I didn’t mean,” she swallowed.

“I’m still learning how to stand on my own again.

” “I know,” he said.

“And I’m not trying to take that from you.

” She looked at him with something almost like fear, almost like hope.

If I let you stay, if I let you close, I need to know you won’t try to take my life and shape it into something that fits you.

James stepped close enough that she could feel the warmth from him, but not the pressure of his touch.

Helen, he said, voice low and steady.

I don’t want to shape you into anything.

I just want to stand beside you.

Her breath broke, just a little.

He turned to go, but she reached out and touched his sleeve.

Stay by the fire tonight,” she whispered, just until the storm passes.

He nodded, eyes soft.

“All right.

” They sat on opposite sides of the hearth at first, watching the flames dance.

Slowly, carefully, Helen’s eyes drifted toward him, and for the first time since Daniel’s death, she didn’t feel alone.

For the first time, she didn’t want to be.

The storm rolled in heavy during the night.

the kind of hard pushing wind that made the shutters creek and the chimney moan.

James slept lightly in the chair across from the fire, boots still on, one hand resting near the rifle at his side.

Helen lay on the cot, blanket pulled to her chin, but she wasn’t sleeping.

Her eyes stayed on him more than on the fire.

Before dawn, the storm eased, leaving a thin layer of white over the clearing.

When Helen stepped outside to fetch water, James followed a few minutes later, drawing on his coat.

“You didn’t have to stay awake all night,” she said softly.

He shrugged.

Didn’t feel right falling asleep while the wind shook the whole cabin.

She looked at him at the tired lines in his face, at the way he stood like he’d been guarding something important.

Heat gathered behind her ribs, warm and dangerous.

Inside, she poured water into the kettle.

James took off his coat and hung it near the hearth.

The room settled into a quiet that felt different from the day before.

Not tense, not hiding anything, just waiting.

“James,” she said suddenly.

“Why my cabin?” “Why me?” He didn’t look away.

“Because you’re Daniel’s widow, and because you’re alone, and because he paused, because I care about whether you make it through the winter.

” She folded her arms.

People care with conditions.

They care as long as they get something back.

I don’t want anything back from you, he said gently.

Not your promise, not your obedience.

Not your grief.

Her breath softened.

Then what do you want? He stepped closer, but slow enough she could stop him if she chose.

I want you to know you don’t have to carry everything alone anymore.

Not if you don’t want to.

Her throat tightened.

She stared at him, trying to read the parts of him he wasn’t saying.

You’re not trying to replace Daniel? No, he said no one could.

She closed her eyes, letting that settle inside her chest.

After breakfast, they stepped outside to check the fence lines.

Snow crackled under their boots.

Helen walked ahead, her hands tucked in her coat pockets.

James followed, but stayed close enough to reach her if she slipped.

When they reached the north fence, she touched the fresh boards he’d nailed the day before.

“You fix this straight,” she murmured.

“Daniel used to fix things sideways.

” James chuckled softly.

He always hammered like the nails offended him.

A tiny smile lifted her lips.

“He did.

” The smile faded slowly, replaced by something gentler.

“You miss him too,” she said.

“Every day,” he replied.

Helen looked away toward the trees.

I’m still afraid of letting someone close again, afraid I’ll lose everything twice.

James leaned on the fence rail.

Losing Daniel wasn’t your fault.

Loving him doesn’t mean you’re chained to grief forever.

But if I care about someone again, I could lose them, too.

You could, he said honestly.

But caring can build something you carry, even when loss comes, not something that destroys you.

She didn’t speak.

She just breathed long and slow like her chest had forgotten how to do it without pain.

They walked back to the cabin at dusk.

Snowflakes drifted soft as dust.

Helen stopped near the wood pile, turning to face him.

James H.

She swallowed.

What happens if I let you stay? What happens if I stop pushing you away? He stepped closer but not touching her.

Then we take it one step at a time.

I don’t want to own you.

I don’t want to control you.

I just want to build something steady if you’ll build it with me.

Helen stared at him, tired and hopeful at once.

I’m not used to being asked.

I’m used to being told.

I’m asking, he said softly, her breath hitched.

She looked at the cabin, at the small smoke line from the chimney, at the place where she had spent the hardest months of her life.

Then she looked at him again.

James, if I choose you, I want it to be because I’m free, not because I’m alone.

He nodded.

Then choose when you’re ready.

She stepped closer.

Close enough that their breath touched in the cold air.

What if I’m ready now? James didn’t move.

Then I’m here.

Her hand reached for his coat, gripping the wool at his chest.

I don’t want to be owned again, she whispered.

You won’t be, he answered.

Not by me.

She leaned her forehead lightly against his chest.

James let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding.

Slowly, he wrapped his arms around her, gentle and steady, like he was holding something he wanted to earn, not claim.

Helen didn’t pull away.

That night, she let him stay by the fire again, but this time she sat beside him, close enough that their shoulders touched.

When she spoke, her voice was quiet.

Maybe I don’t want the cabin to stay empty.

He turned to her.

It doesn’t have to.

She lifted her face, meeting his eyes.

If we build something, it has to be together.

Equal.

He nodded once.

Together.

Quote.

Her lips trembled in a way that wasn’t fear anymore.

She shifted closer, letting her hand find his.

Their fingers intertwined, slow and sure.

No claim, no pressure, just choice.

And for the first time since Daniel’s death, Helen’s world felt like it was opening instead of breaking.

Weeks later, James came with his bed roll and tools.

Helen cleared space on the shelf for another cup.

They repaired the roof together side by side.

They planted winter vegetables in the soil behind the cabin.

They woke each morning to the smell of coffee and the quiet comfort of someone breathing in the same room.

They had no vows written yet, no talk of marriage.

But the cabin no longer held only loss.

It held two lives rebuilding from the raw earth, slow and steady, with room enough for both.

Helen chose him freely.

James stayed willingly and together they built a home where no one owned anyone but both belonged.

Everything in the swift family of fortune is now ours.

You stole everything my family left for me.

The business, my inheritance, and now my house.

You’re my aunt, Wendy.

You’ll pay for this.

No one is left to stand up for you.

Your parents are dead.

If you don’t want to join them, get lost.

>> Bye.

Dad, mom.

Are you all right? >> I lost my family.

I have nowhere to go.

>> My name is William.

I was a friend of your father’s before he died.

He asked me to take care of you.

I’ll take you home.

from that night on.

William was the only family I had.

who have saved you 2 years ago.

>> Are you all right? >> Are are you all right? >> Her parents died in a car accident.

Her honor uncle, they took over the family business.

They took all the assets.

They took everything away from her.

Even our family home.

>> You’re home now.

Take a breath.

Steady your hands.

>> Who thinks they can do better? >> You only hit us under once.

>> Actually, all three bullets went in the same hole.

>> Danny, you surpassed me as your mentor and you’ve exceeded all of us.

>> Mr. Miller.

May I learn how to shoot? You >> sure? >> Don’t you know you can’t unknown? >> A gun can cause pain for those on both sides of the barrel.

afraid? >> No.

>> The ones who should be afraid are the ones who hurt my family.

>> You don’t have to carry that burden.

I can handle that for you.

>> I need to be the one to do this.

>> Come here.

Hold it with your left hand.

Steady your aim.

Align the scope with the target.

You gently squeeze the trigger.

>> Afraid? >> No.

>> Let’s go again.

Focus on your breath.

I did it.

He’s been gone for 2 weeks.

Why isn’t he back yet? Who’s there? Who’s there? Mr. Miller, you’re back.

>> I decided to come back early and surprise you.

You gave me quite a scare.

>> Well, I would have dressed up if I would have known, but now >> the girl’s all grown up.

Let’s go get some food.

>> Amy, Mr. Miller’s finally home.

Will you please go one of his favorite dishes? >> Of course.

It’s right away.

>> I’m sorry I’ve been away for so long.

>> I got a lot of work to catch up on.

All right, I’ll see you shortly after dinner.

>> Rumors continue to circulate that you took advantage of the loss of a brother to seize control of the company after he was tragically lost in a car accident with other SW group directors.

How do you respond, >> Uncle Luke? My brother’s death shook up the SW group and we worked tirelessly to stabilize the group and now the total assets are in the millions.

So under my leadership, the company is thriving.

>> I know you had something to do with my parents’ death and now I know what you thought their lives were worth.

Wow.

This is my first kala, but I’m thrilled.

This is so delicious.

I can’t believe she’s still alive.

I thought she was meant to be dead by now.

>> How did you get in here? Huh? This is for the elite, not for the people off the street.

Oh, I see.

You’re just a couple of working ladies here to satisfy the rich and wealthy men.

>> You little [ __ ] Stand down before I put you down.

Who is he? He’s the richest man in America.

The owner of this hotel.

And I heard his single.

There’s a banquet in Alva tomorrow.

Would you like to go? >> I’m not filling up to a banquet.

>> So, this is what he had mentioned.

The top banquet he hosted in Alva.

Mr. Miller, my father tells me you and I go back for generations.

I can’t believe we have not met yet.

>> Who are you? >> Mr. Miller, I’ve admired you for a long time.

I hear that you’re the world’s most eligible bachelor.

It’s only natural that we connect.

>> Not interested.

I have never been less interested in anything or anyone in my entire life.

Ever.

I’m also not interested in marriage.

Please leave.

I’m wearing a red dress to a black tie event.

That’s really tacky.

You should know that.

Perhaps you could hang out with the guests outside in the veranda where the light is dimmer.

>> Oh no.

>> Mr. Miller, if you really hate women in red, then look at her.

Shouldn’t she be thrown out, too? I lent this red dress to Annie.

It’s not her fault.

>> Step aside.

>> That girl is in trouble.

>> I’m sorry.

I didn’t know about the red dress.

>> You look beautiful.

But I thought that you didn’t like these kind of events.

>> I didn’t.

It’s Iris.

I didn’t wish to wear the red dress either.

>> Some women they wear a red dress to stand out, but nothing stands out more than your eyes.

>> Why are you being so nice to her? Shouldn’t she be outside in dimmer light? >> Annie shines just as bright during the day than any time of the night.

>> Since you’re here with your friends, go and enjoy yourself.

>> Thank you.

Hey, look what you’ve done.

And you flats.

This worth millions.

How are you going to pay for this? Huh? >> What happened? What happened? >> She just destroyed this capture.

>> And I’m not sure where she’s going to come up with $30 million to pay her back.

Hey, Jack.

Says the damage.

>> $120 million.

$120 million.

So, is that going to be a check or a money order? Um, Mr. Miller, I don’t understand you.

>> How are you going to pay Annie for all this that you broke? A check or a money order.

>> Are you serious? We all just watched how your bodyguards smash all this.

>> No, no, no, no.

You see, I’m just taking a page out of your book because when you thought that I walked away, I was watching you because every time there’s people like you in the room, I’m always watching.

I just transferred this establishment to Annie Swift and I will see that she is fully compensated for all of this.

>> Annie Swift? >> Is that a problem? Mr. Miller, I apologize.

This is our fault.

We will compensate for all the items fully and we will be less clumsy moving forward.

Our sincerest apologies.

>> Don’t apologize to me.

Apologize to Annie.

Apologize to Annie.

>> Annie, our apology.

>> I am sorry.

>> We will transfer uh 120 million.

>> 120 million.

Well, what was the first sculpture worth? >> $30 million, >> right? So 30 million.

>> A total of $150 million.

Honey, it’s our fault.

We will fix this problem within 3 days.

Did William Miller just give you this hotel $150 million? Well, the money is going to be used to fix the broken sculptures and paintings.

Annie, why is Mr. Miller so interested in you? How do you two know each other? William and I are family.

>> Mr. Miller, did you really buy me a hotel? It was just to show my aunt and uncle, right? He actually bought it for you two years ago.

You were a little bit drunk and so you asked him for it and he did it.

>> 2 years ago.

I was just choking.

>> There isn’t anything like this.

You deserve everything in the world.

You look beautiful.

Some women they wear a red dress to stand out, but nothing could stand out as much as your eyes do.

I swear you’ll pay an swift.

Don’t expect to have everything so easily.

It’s so late.

Why hasn’t Mr. Millie come back here? Mr. Miller, what’s wrong? >> You’re burning up.

Are you okay? Are you drunk? Mr. Miller, call me William.

>> William Heat.

Heat.

I guess Mr. Miller must be drugged.

That felt so wrong and so right at the same time.

Honey, I love you.

Honey, I love you.

Was that All just a dream.

Am I in love with Mr. Miller? What am I doing? This is crazy.

I need to clear my head.

I’ll stay at Iris’s for a few nights until I can figure out what’s real and what’s not.

>> Where are you going? >> I was just going to spend a few nights with Iris.

>> What happened? Who did this to you? What happened? Who did this to you? >> Was anything of that real last night? >> Annie, what happened last night? Who did this to you? Who is he? >> Nobody.

I promise.

>> I’ve been raising you for 3 years.

Why are you lying to me? >> I don’t know if any of that last night was real.

And even if it was, he was drugged, and clearly not himself.

>> Jack, have someone keep an eye on her? >> Mr. Miller, I’m not a child.

>> What’s wrong with him? What’s wrong with me? Jack, get to the bottom of this.

She did not have that mark when we got here last night.

So, either somebody snuck in or somebody on the inside.

>> Yes, sir.

>> It’s been 3 days.

I can’t go anywhere.

>> Am I being held here? >> Annie, that’s Mr. Miller’s favorite.

Then you should have kept it someplace safer.

Any bad bottle could fund half of America.

That’s Mr. Miller’s favorite.

>> Eddie, where are you? Eddie, please.

Please.

If I’ve learned anything over the past 3 years, it’s to always be prepared to win the fight.

We haven’t found her.

And there’s no sign of anybody at the house and her room last night.

Also, uh, security cameras, they picked up Annie at the house this morning.

She breached the vault and she destroyed nearly half a billion dollars of cash and contracts.

She also happened to damage your sculpture, the Dante Marcellis.

And I just received a message from Bailey.

She blew up your beloved stable this morning.

And she burned down the villa.

>> What? Prepare the car.

>> Oh, Mr. Miller, you’re back.

Annie has caused quite stir.

>> What now? >> She blew up your stables, scaring horses away.

Two are still missing.

>> Yes, I heard.

We’re still looking for her.

Go and find out.

>> She’s upstairs.

>> You shouldn’t have locked me up.

>> Why’d you come back? >> I like it here.

>> You got a funny way of showing it.

Next time you want to vent out your anger, have Jack and the others blow things up for you.

Things up for you.

You don’t have to do it yourself.

>> You don’t have to deal with this yourself.

>> Aren’t you angry with me? I lost you a lot of money.

>> That’s trivial compared to how much you matter to me.

You must be hungry.

Let’s go get dinner.

I can walk on my own.

What am I going to do with you? Mr. Miller, I’m truly sorry.

It’s just a mosquito bite on my neck.

I was training in the mountains all day.

>> Perhaps you overreacted.

>> Thank you.

>> Honestly, I believed you.

I just don’t get why you have the need to lie to me.

I’m only trying to protect you.

>> I know.

You don’t need to worry.

I’m an adult.

>> And you don’t get it.

There are people out there in this world that are going to try and hurt you.

They’re not like the other girls.

They’re meant for bigger things.

>> Are you suggesting I shouldn’t have a husband or kids? So Annie wants to fall in love.

Annie has grown up.

Although I gave her a place to live and taught her many survival skills, I always knew she was an independent person who would have her own friends, life, and love.

But why is my heart so heavy? Annie has grown up.

Although I gave her a place to live and taught her many survival skills, I always knew she was an independent person who would have her own friends, life, and love.

But why is my heart so heavy? >> Mr. Miller, thank you for teaching me how to dance.

>> My pleasure.

You deserve the best.

>> Steady, your aim, line, the scope, the target.

afraid.

>> No, I don’t think I understand this formula.

>> Is that correct? >> Yep.

You’re very smart.

>> I wish I could pause time so I can cherish her forever.

What is wrong with me? Weird.

Mr. Miller has never been late for work before.

Mr. Miller, a dog on your face.

And you really need a watch on your wrist.

>> Annie, what are you doing? What are you up to? Come out of here.

You’re safe.

You’re really talented.

It’s a good drawing, >> Mr. Miller.

>> Yeah.

>> Anniey’s drawing is remarkable.

>> I’m sorry.

That was childish.

>> Um, I have wilderness survival training that Jack scheduled for me.

Is it okay if I go? >> Of course.

Any updates on who the man she’s seeing? >> Annie must have cheated.

Nobody can shoot a gun with that level of accuracy.

She almost doubled on a scar.

He has been the best shooter three years in a row now.

>> Yes, there is something wrong with that girl.

I hate France.

I say we especially >> Annie, may I invite you to be my uh date to the ceremony later today? >> Uh, I don’t think so.

>> You know, I always wonder why there was so much heat between us whenever we’re together.

But uh, makes sense.

>> I found some wild strawberries.

Perfect timing.

Of course, I know.

You have to admit.

Owen is handsome, smart, funny, kind.

He’s not really my type.

>> Of course.

Who would be into handsome, smart, funny, kind, and it’s clear he has a crush on you? >> Well, I don’t think Mr. Miller would like that.

And since I’m living under his roof, I think I need to respect his wishes.

He kind of scares me.

Heard you cheated earlier today on the shooting competition.

I wonder who could have started that rumor.

How do you think people feel about liars? I know exactly how I feel about cheaters.

You really think I cheated? You don’t think I can make those shots clean? >> If you’re really that good, surely you can make the same shot twice.

How about we call Owen over since he’s the one you cheated on? >> Fine, let’s do it.

>> Kenny, I’m not saying you cheated.

If you did, I got it.

You don’t have to try to impress me.

I like you.

>> You really think I cheated, don’t you? >> Do you really want to do this? >> I’ve already set up the targets 30 m apart, just like last time.

Except this time, Addie can’t do anything funny with them.

Three shots wins the bullseye.

Let’s do it.

Three perfect shots.

Annie, your turn.

Annie, your turn.

Why are you always doing this to yourself? Why don’t we raise the stakes? Since you’re so confident I cheated, you have nothing to lose, right? Owen won’t lose.

He just hit three perfect bullseye.

If Owen wins, I’ll admit I cheated and we won’t have to cross paths again.

But if I win, I’ll take your life.

Yeah, >> that’s my girl.

>> That’s impossible.

>> Deal’s a deal.

>> Oh my god.

Dang, you’re dead.

Mr. Miller, why are you here? >> I’ve been hearing some comments on social media trying to slander Annie over here, ruining her reputation.

>> She cheated this morning and she cheated again.

>> I’ve personally seen all of Annie’s certificates and medals.

She is perfect marksmanship, the best out of all of us.

>> That’s impossible.

>> How about this? I’m going to check the IP for the server and anybody who caused this, and then we’re going to expel them.

Please don’t expel me.

I I was wrong.

I was wrong.

>> Why is she always involved whenever there’s a trouble? I’m never going to trust her.

>> I apologize, honey.

Please forgive me.

Please.

I will never forgive you.

>> What are you doing here? I’m investing in the shooting school.

I always like to come and see my investment in person.

>> Annie, what’s wrong? >> Nothing.

I I just got my period.

I’m I’m fine.

>> Annie, >> where am I? >> The hospital.

You fainted.

I’m sorry.

>> You need to take care of yourself.

>> I will.

I promise.

>> Feeling better? >> Much better.

>> Annie, are you okay? Annie, I just want to see if you’re okay.

Is he pursuing you? Is he pursuing you? Is he pursuing you? >> Maybe, but I’m not interested.

>> Might be.

>> You need your rest? >> Annie, I just want to see if you’re okay.

>> Mr. Miller, may I come in? >> Okay, you choose.

Me or him? What do you mean? >> I can help you get rid of him.

>> What do you choose? Why did you just kiss me? >> It was just acting.

>> Was it really just acting? That had to mean something, right? >> It was just acting.

I had to make it look real.

Don’t take it so seriously.

>> Men can be predatory.

But if he sees that you’re with someone like me, then he’s going to back off.

>> I feel better.

I should get to shooting school.

And good.

What am I doing? Did I just kiss her out of jealousy? My feelings are betraying my role for her, and I think I’m falling for her.

>> Come eat.

Mr. Miller made your favorite breakfast himself this morning.

>> Where is Mr. Miller? >> He had to go to work early.

>> I can’t believe he made me breakfast.

Is this the annual financial report from the company? >> Let’s take a minute and stretch our legs.

>> Boss, can I help you with anything? >> Jack, look at this text from me.

>> Thank you for the breakfast.

>> How is Annie? >> What do you ask? Thank you for helping me to choose the dress for the wedding.

Annie I love you, Annie.

I love you.

>> Hello, Annie.

Anyone home? >> How do I look in this one? Wow.

What are you doing here? What am I doing here? What are you doing here? >> You two were getting married.

>> She’sn’t worth it.

>> How do I look? You are the epitome of grace and elegance.

>> Wow.

>> It’s a bit more than I can afford, but a girl can dream, right? This dress was made for you.

Will you let me buy it? >> You mean it? Thank you, honey.

Of course.

Uh, hello.

Our store requires full payment upfront.

Uh, no installment plan.

I’m quite certain I can afford it.

Oh, it worked.

Are you able to help more than just one person? Are you able to do more than just one thing at a time? >> I apologize, Miss Swift.

And oh my god, you look stunning in this dress.

Isn’t she beautiful? >> Bella.

>> Uh, Miss Swift, are you okay? >> She pushed me.

I was just inviting her to our wedding.

Why are you always so jealous of me? What is wrong with you? I know all about your sugar daddy, William Miller, but that doesn’t make you invincible or above the law.

>> She’s just like her mom.

She did it to herself.

>> Her mother is my future mother-in-law.

Bite your tongue, woman.

>> Well, clearly somebody pushed her.

Nobody just falls, right? >> What’s happening? >> Well, these two are picking fight with our customers.

>> Well, we can’t take it now, can we? Did you witness this event? >> No.

But >> And you still sure without question you know what’s happening here? >> Well, Miss Swift has a platinum membership.

>> Have you reviewed the store civilians footage? >> What? What’s going on here? I’ve never been treated like this before.

>> Are you crazy? Do you have any idea who you’re talking to? You can’t even see clearly on those.

>> All the same.

Let’s have a look.

>> That resolution there is really good.

>> Looks like you fell without anyone near you, let alone pushing you.

Would you like to have a look for yourself? >> I >> Maybe the floor is uneven.

Dela, did you feel someone push you? Is there a chance >> I was punished? Were you? >> Did you pretend to be pushed? >> Owen, please.

>> That is not okay.

Who does something like that? >> Owen, let me explain.

>> I’m afraid we can’t let unpaid merchandise leave the store.

>> I apologize.

>> No need to apologize.

You run a beautiful store and you and your staff deserve to be respected.

Miss Swift, perhaps you don’t know me.

I was hired two years ago to protect this asset for you.

You are any Swift, a silent and majority shareholder.

>> What? You own the place? Did I not mention that? >> So, let me get it straight.

You own the Opel Oyers Hotel, Louis Bridal Shop.

What else do you own? What are you doing? Checking to see if there’s a receipt.

I want to know if you owe me to.

>> Well, 2 years ago when I was studying business operations with Mr. Miller, my first project was to acquire Loveies.

And when I did, he made me a major shareholder.

>> How many more secrets are you keeping from me? >> I am a bit of a riddle wrapped inside of an enigma mixed with a conundrum and a mystery.

>> Yeah, you are.

Cheers.

Cheers.

>> Dela says you faked those videos at the bridal shop.

>> Neither of us knew the other was going to be there.

How would that even be possible? >> Probably the same way you won those shooting challenges.

>> Are you done? Don’t you have a tin foil hat to go put on? >> I know what you’re doing.

We both know you’d rather be with me than that cringy old dude.

You trying to get between Dell and I is so obvious.

But let me save you some time and heartache.

You chose that old man and I chose Dela.

Time for us to just both move on.

>> You are so delusional.

>> It’s him.

Please sit.

You’re all here for the Nova project.

The head of this project will become the next partner.

I expect you all to bring your agame.

Who would like to go first? >> I’ll go first.

Hey, this project’s really important for your family business.

Don’t let your father down.

>> Thank you, Uncle Cooper.

I’m very confident this will clearly illustrate the kind of work you can expect from me if I’m placed in charge.

my nephew, the comedian.

>> So, this this is the work we can clearly expect from you.

>> You’ve embarrassed yourself and disgraced your family line.

>> I’m disappointed.

I can’t believe Jack was able to set all that up on tape.

>> Hey, I saw you know Ellen out there.

You need help? >> Nothing I can’t handle.

Actually, I have a plan.

>> Joining the show? You know, I was going to take you out for food, but I see you already had dinner.

>> I had a few chips.

Hardly spoiled my dinner.

Not >> really.

Just a few chips.

>> Okay.

A few chips.

A few bags.

Those bags are tiny.

>> Do you want to try one? >> Is that what you want? >> Aren’t you supposed to be providing for me anything I want? Here.

This one’s my favorite.

How do you do that? >> The what? >> I mean, even eating a chip, you do in a handsome way.

>> I’m serious.

You might just be the most handsome guy in the world.

It must be exhausting.

>> I mean, laugh.

>> Hm.

They really are handsome.

>> Who’s that? >> Just some handsome guy Iris met at the bar.

>> I thought you said I was the most handsome guy in the world.

>> I did? Are you jealous? Thanks for coming.

I needed it.

I felt like celebrating.

It was a good day.

Is this where you met me, guys? >> Yeah.

>> I have a bad feeling about this.

>> Bailey, is Danny still asleep? >> I believe she went out with her friend Iris tonight.

>> Oh, yeah.

Do you know where she might have? Velvet Oak.

I took the liberty of writing down the address in case you felt the urge to join them.

>> Bailey, my bad.

>> Predictable.

Not at all, sir.

Not at all.

Lettuce.

It’s time.

What I’ve all been waiting for.

Let’s fix our arms in our absolutely gorgeous ladies nights.

Yeah, guys, show me your passion.

More energy.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Show me how you can do it.

>> This feels amazing.

You should try it.

It’s like models for your fingers.

>> What are you doing? Who are you? You’re scaring her.

Am I >> enjoying yourself? >> I don’t know why you were so upset.

We’re just dancing.

What are you doing? >> What do you think of me? >> He thinks I look good.

Have you been drinking? >> Touch me.

You like sexy entertainment, right? You don’t have to pay to touch me.

I am.

>> Is this supposed to be funny? Because it’s not.

>> I’m sorry.

I don’t know what’s gotten into me.

By the looks of things, too much alcohol has gotten into you.

>> What am I doing? She’ll never see me like I see her.

>> Are you okay? Get some rest, Mr. Mallet.

Did I do something wrong? >> What’s wrong? Grab your life jacket.

You keep drowning in your sorrows.

I’m going to have to call the Coast Guard.

>> A bun boy.

me jack boy.

Two days ago, she tells me that I’m the most handsome guy that she’s ever met.

I see her dancing with some guys.

You know, my mother used to call me handsome.

That doesn’t mean anything anymore.

A heart.

She wants to be with me.

She gives me all the signs.

>> Who? Annie? You think Annie likes you? >> Yeah.

I just know I’ve known her for a long time.

I understand it.

She sent me a red heart.

Boss, a red heart could mean that she’s in love with you.

That’s also what kids used to say.

Yes, I want to order pizza today.

You don’t think she’s a little young? I’ve dropped a Is that a cat? >> It looks like you’re just as lonely as I am.

>> Are you okay? Why are you so drove? I’m sorry.

I didn’t mean to hurt you.

I just uh >> It’s okay.

Let’s just get you home.

Why are you so drunk? >> I wish you knew how much I love you.

I’d have fewer reasons to drink if you did.

All right, I’ve arranged with Jack to um get some medicine and food the vet to check her out in the morning.

He advised to uh to leave her alone for tonight.

>> I guess she’s pretty happy here with you.

>> Yeah.

Um we can watch her, but uh I’m scared of cats.

>> You’re afraid of cats? >> Yeah, I’m not staying alone with that thing.

>> Are you being serious? >> Mhm.

>> Mr. You know, I remember.

I remember.

>> Yes, I understand.

No, I understand.

Yes.

My grandpa invited me to the Swift family dinner.

>> I thought you didn’t talk to your family anymore.

>> I don’t.

My aunt and my cousin convinced everybody that I despised them and nobody’s talked to me since.

>> Are you going? >> Yes.

>> You want me to come with you? >> No, I’ll be fine.

Thank you.

But if you’re that worried, you can have Jack me.

He’s so good.

I won’t even notice he’s there unless I need to, which in that case, I’d probably be happy to see him.

All right.

>> This has Dela’s smell all over it.

I want to see what she’s up to.

>> You’re late.

>> I was told 6.

>> 15 minutes before is on time.

It’s 6.

Being late is inexcusable.

>> Annie, this is Mr. Cooper.

He’s an oil tycoon.

Mr. Cooper, I’d like you to meet my granddaughter, Annie Swift.

>> She’s 21.

>> 21? I was 21.

>> 21 years ago.

>> Sit.

Sit and have some wine, please.

>> This is still the Swift family dinner.

Yes.

I only asked because Mr. Cooper is here.

Since Dela and Owen cut off their engagement, I suppose this is your new fiance.

Are you engaged to my cousin, Mr. Cooper? Annie.

>> Annie, grow up.

>> Have I said something wrong? Annie, as usual, you have it mostly right for change.

We are gathering with expectations to bring Mr. Cooper into the family hall.

So, Mr. The Cooper is here because we plan to engage him to you.

You are both unmarried.

This is a perfect match.

>> Perfect match.

A perfect match.

He’s twice my age.

>> Age is just a number.

And speaking about numbers, did you know he’s the richest man in Albera? >> He’s an oil tycoon.

>> Sounds great.

He’s pretty greasy to me.

Perfect match.

>> Mr. Cooper, I apologize.

Annie apologized to Mr. Cooper now.

>> It’s okay.

It’s okay.

She’s uh young and feisty.

I like feisty.

>> Mr. Cooper, you’re too kind.

I propose a toast.

that the richness of your vaults dwarfs the richness of your heart.

What do you think, Annie? Mr. Cooper is being very generous to us.

Do you have anything nice to say to him? >> You have a nice suit.

>> Thank you.

Tie alone’s worth $15,000.

>> Is this supposed to impress me or something? I’m sorry, but I bought the same suit Mr. Cooper is wearing for my driver last Christmas.

Does anyone here even think about me since I’ve been gone? I mean, does anyone even care? And this I can’t believe anyone would think I desire to spend a dinner alone with him, let alone a lifetime.

>> What do you think you are, Annie? Apologize.

Apologize now.

Apologize now.

>> Grandpa, I can’t believe I really thought that you missed me and wanted to have dinner with me and you’re just sitting here selling me off like like cattle, like livestock.

You’re disgusting.

This is gross.

He’s gross.

>> Come on.

>> It’s too late.

What’s done can’t be undone.

But said can’t be unsaid.

>> She plays hard to get.

She thinks guys like it.

>> You know how young girls are.

>> Yeah, I do.

>> Great idea.

>> Playing games is just part of Annie’s game.

And we know we can love.

>> I like this game already.

Mhm.

So, we had managed to calm Mr. Cooper down.

>> Does family mean anything to you, Annie? Honestly, your little stunt tonight could have ruined the whole night.

>> Disgraceful.

I got sponsors.

We’ve talked to Mr. Cooper and he knows the family will make this up to him.

Grandpa, this is to you.

You’ve managed to bring our little Annie back tonight and hopefully she will help our family to expand once she understands the opportunities in front of all of us.

Please excuse me.

Excuse me.

Hello, beautiful.

Sounds like they’re having a good time, huh? >> Sounds like they’re almost done.

>> Well, well, well.

Look what happened here.

Isn’t it inappropriate? A What are you doing here? What are you doing here, Zilla? Mr. Cooper, what are you doing? >> You said you were sending Annie up and she was into that kind of thing.

It was her thing.

>> This isn’t Annie.

This is Dela.

>> Who’s Dela? >> My daughter.

I thought Annie was your daughter.

>> Why would I drugg my daughter to be with an old man? >> Why would you drug anyone? >> You’re just as gross as me.

>> That’s my mother, you bastard.

>> Look, Miss Swift, I think my time with your family has come to an end.

>> Mr. Cooper, please.

>> Look, I’m into some weird stuff, but this is all too weird for me.

>> Why? Why is this happening? >> You did this.

The drugs, the deceit, the predator.

You did this.

This was all you.

I just realized what was happening and switch glasses with Bella.

>> Why would this happen to us? My poor Dela.

>> It’s just like you said, the perfect match.

Congratulations.

Hey, >> I told you I could handle it.

>> I just came to welcome my authorities in our home.

>> I thought you were away on business.

>> Finished early.

>> Liar.

That hurts.

>> What’s wrong? >> I’m so old I can’t even hold a newspaper.

I’m going to take care of you when you’re older.

>> Mr. Miller, you’re not even 30.

You have to be more careful.

Okay, hold on.

This might hurt just a little bit.

>> Now, you cannot let this get wet until it heals.

>> But I haven’t had my bath yet.

>> What? Okay, we all set.

>> I can’t take out my clothes with one hand.

Can you take it from here? >> Can you take it from here? >> You can use your good hand and melt your ass.

I’m sorry.

I’m right in.

I I just don’t know.

Are you afraid of me? >> It’s getting late.

I I just need to get some rest.

>> See, it got wet again.

You said I have to keep it dry, right? >> I already addressed your wound.

Nice hour you got there.

What happened? Your girlfriend tie that for you? >> You’re right.

Age gap is too big.

She doesn’t want me.

>> Okay.

Well, maybe you just got to buy her something, you know, purses, perfume, flowers.

Uh, get her a private jet, luxury yacht.

You just got to buy her something.

Make it as romantic as possible.

William, they say you can’t buy money with love, but I say, “Looks like it sure helps.

I bought that girl everything under the sun.

” All right.

What else is there? Got her a luxury boutique.

Got her a five-star hotel.

Got her a yacht.

What else? I’m out of ideas.

Or maybe you got to write her a love letter or make her a mixtape.

You just got to show her your true self.

>> So, you’re saying you think you’re in love with Mr. Miller? >> I don’t know.

Shh.

I think so.

I still love you back.

He’s kissed me a few times.

Well, that’s usually a pretty big sign.

>> Thank you for letting me share this.

I felt like I needed to say it out loud to get it off my chest.

>> Sure.

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