The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love

At that moment, those three people was utterly intimidated by Rosalynn's formidable presence.

Forget about playing the good guys, they would've dropped to their knees and begged without hesitation if it came to that.

This woman had only recently come into their lives. Before that, they were complete strangers.

Yet, in just one night, she had managed to get a grip on all the dirty laundry they had ever aired.b2

Who knew if she held any damning evidence that could land them behind bars?

Malcom and Paul, notorious for their bullying ways, were now facing a complete and absolute shutdown for the first time.

"We get it, we'll never do anything evil again!" Helena was the first to capitulate, with her husband and son quickly echoing her sentiment.

Rosalynn found it all dreadfully dull.

These people had one face for those they bullied and another for someone they couldn't bully back. A little pushback and they didn't dare utter another peep. Otherwise, she could have easily sent this sorry trio packing right now.

"Let's go," Rosalynn said, disinterested as she turned to walk back to the child.

They helped each other up and stumbled out the door in a clumsy retreat.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

On his way out, Paul cast one last venomous glance at Jameson, as if he wanted to devour him whole, but he didn't dare linger and hurried off. "Mrs. Silverman..." Jameson's father approached her.

Rosalynn turned to him with none of the authoritative aura she had in the presence of Malcom and his families, "Mr. Davis, I may have been a bit harsh, but I hope it hasn't caused any trouble for your family." Jameson's father waved his hands dismissively, his eyes brimming with tears, "This whole ordeal has been an eye-opener for me. When they needed my wife and me, they were all commands and entitlement. I thought, we're family, so helping each other is what you do. But... to use grandma's passing as a means to bully and shame my Jameson!"

The man was visibly moved. His wife stood by his side, holding his hand and shedding tears in consolation.

They were both kind-hearted souls, never having raised their voices in their lives.

If Rosalynn hadn't come to pay her respects, he feared what would become of his family - likely left with nothing, not even their dignity.

"This is where I draw the line!" The man said with conviction, cleaning his eyes. "Mrs. Silverman, don't worry about us. I will take care of my family from now on!"

Rosalynn offered a gentle smile as she replied, "Of course, you will. But you know, Brisa mentioned to me the other day about Jameson's education. She said he stayed local for school to be with her, at a place that isn't exactly top-tier..."

Jameson didn't speak. Instead, his tears fell like rain.

His grandmother had told him, before she passed, to aim beyond the small town's confines, to spread his wings. He hadn't expected her to share this with Mrs. Silverman.

She must have known their family's soft nature and sought to entrust Jameson's future to her.

"Don't worry, ma'am. Next year, I'll work hard to get into a college I'm proud of!" Jameson promised Rosalynn with determination and sincerity.

"That's the spirit," Rosalynn continued to smile warmly. "You have my number. Since your great-grandmother entrusted you to Wayne and me, don't hesitate to reach out if you need anything, okay?" Jameson finally cracked a smile. Without any pretense or refusal, he simply nodded in agreement.

Then, as if remembering something important, he assured Rosalynn earnestly, "I won't give your contact information to any of them!"

Rosalynn chuckled, "And what if they try to guilt-trip you? Claiming that your siblings desperately need a job at my company?"

"There are HR Departments at Bane Corporation and the Jared Group. If they want to work with you, they can apply and go through an interview!" Jameson replied with righteous fervor.