Beverly Louis stepped out of the hot bath an hour later, and she didn't expect to find her mother waiting patiently for her.

It's been two days since she began living with the Don, and he was already making preparations for their wedding. Beverly didn't mind.She was done fighting.

"Beverly," Layla called in a whisper.

"Is there a problem, mother?" Beverly asked as she began to apply cream to her skin. She grabbed her nightgown.

"Not really," Layla said as she sat on the bed, relaxed. "I..I just can't stop thinking about your father."

"He's not worth it, mum." Beverly hissed, "Forget about him. I am sure he's living the...