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"People, you are here because we need to take a final decision, and we have to know that you support our choices." A couple of hours later their meet with Darius and their dad, J and Chris are at B&B, standing at the fireplace, in front of everyone (being J's wife, Carrie, Jude and SME, Tommy, Jamie and a couple of their closest friends, Ray and Ethan). J looks at his sister, like to let her continue his speech.

"It seems that, a couple of weeks ago, Darius Mills approached Dad, asking him to sell him his part of the society, and daddy – she sarcastically remarks - accepted."

"Old bald man is back? If there was justice, he'd be in jail!" Spied starts play with the knuckles as the young man shakes his head.

"I can't believe that he is back…. After everything he put us through… he is still dooming our lives…" Jude turns her head, looking in the opposite direction, to avoid people seeing the tears on her face; shocked as never before, she still can't believe that THAT MAN is back for revenge.

"Dear Harry asked to the four of us to buy it, but we really can't afford the price he made us."

"So J and I – Chris continues what her boyfriend was saying – decided to buy it on our own. The problem is, if we didn't have enough money in 4, we can't have it in 2. so we have taken the decision to… to use the club as a guarantee."

"But we need to know your opinion. And I… I need to know that you are at my side, Carrie." As he says so, silent tears appear on the face of the woman J fell in love with so many hears before, the mother of his children.

"Whatever will happen, it's not your fault, and we know it. You'll not ruin what you build in years of hard work for a mistake done by someone else. I don't know the others – Jude tells them, standing in front of the other, facing J – but I'll never let you do this mistake."

"In your shoes, I'd…" as Ethan starts to say something, he is topped by Claire, who puts a hand on his mouth. "Do what you have to, I'm with you 'till the end. Harry passed the line this time, and I'm tired to see him playing with others' lives. He tried to control all of us, to convince us to give him moneys that didn't belong to him but that he wanted, and, since it didn't work, now is trying to get his revenge through the WLR. It's time that someone teaches him a lesson that he'll never forget… and I say that it's up to us to do it!"

"Ok, sorry, rewind just a sec… Chris, you told me that what your father was doing wasn't personal – Jamie, still on the chair, is looking a little confused at the duo. – Then, what exactly does it mean that, what were the words… oh, yes, He tried to control all of us, to convince us to give him moneys that didn't belong to him but that he wanted"

"It's… complicated – she says with an unreadable look on her face – it's not personal in the way you believed… or believe. Dad's not mad at me because I kept our story secret or because I'm not marrying some upper-class super rich guy."

"What my sister is trying to say, and what some of you already knows, is that dad is mad at us because our grandmother, while dying, decided to leave almost all her money to us and in charity instead that only to her only son. He had a lot, but dad had always been very venial… he wanted everything for himself."

"I'm still trying to understand how that saint woman could marry such a piece of shit like your dad. I just hope that the character isn't genetic, because, if our children end like him…"

"why do you need a loan if you are so rich? – both Kyle and Spied looks at Wally, wanting to shoot him dead for the question that he had just made and that nobody was supposed to do – Ehy, I was just asking!"

"Once, we were considered by all the ruin of the whole family, because dad and his mother were alike, and our granddad was a little… submissive. But when he died, dad left his mother alone, and only us stayed at her side. With time passing, she changed her mind about us and our way of living, and decided to split in 3 her patrimony; 33 to my children, 33 to the ones that Chris will have in the future, and there rest, 50-50 between dad and charity."

"So, while you just do enough money to live, all our children, included the ones that are still to be born, are very, very rich, right? Be happy, Jamie, your children will be very rich! – again Kyle and Spied shoot death glares at Wally – I was just doing a consideration!"

"Although there could be better ways to say so – J says, crossing his harms - Wally is right. Whatever will happen, our children will have a solid future… and we'll find a way to survive and take the club in our hands again. We're layers, after all."

"They are right; dad needs a lesson, once and for all."

"Chris, love, I don't want you to do this, not for me. Please, reason for a while…" As he sweetly says so, Jamie goes in front of her, putting both hands on her face, as to cancel some tears, tears that there are not. Looking at him with a mixture of sadness and coldness, she removes his hands form her face, making a step back." I'm not taking orders from you, Jamie. J can tell what he wants, but it's only our decision to make, in the end. Besides, you really can't understand why we have to do it." As she says so, she goes near a table, and, from her Prada purse that's on it, she takes one of her mobiles, a Nokia one, a white and red one with MP3 player, and starts to play with it, as she is waiting to decide what she has to do.

"Jamie and I disagreed a lot in the past, and we still do, and I still hate Darius a lot for what he did to me and Jude and everyone in the past, but I'm with Andrews. We really can't ask you to do this. We're speaking about giving up your dreams, here. It's really too much!"

"I'll not be as brutal as Chris was, Tommy, but in the end, considering everything, it's really just up to us to decide; besides, Carrie is right. We need to teach dad a lesson, or one day he'll do something worse, maybe to us, or to our children, and we can't allow this. And I think it could be useful for Darius, too… "

Saying so, both the siblings leave, followed by Carrie, without adding a single word, and few hours later they come back to where they belong, the place they called home for a long time. Once inside the big place, Carrie joins in the big living room her children and a teenager redhead girl, the girl who baby-sits the kids from a while, and asks immediately her to leave, wanting no strangers with them in this time. Instead then running in her arms screaming and laughing, her children, after a quick look in her green eyes, just give her a quick kiss on the cheek and run in their rooms, from where they try to stole looks at what's happening on the other floor. Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Chris is playing with her Motorola mobile staying by the window, a bit distant from J and Carrie, who're sitting at the big round table; Cassie looks at her sister-in-law, unable to avoid thinking about how distant and close, even to the man she loves, she is becoming again. It's a life from the last time she had seen her act that way, that feeling in her eyes, she doesn't like the fact that she is turning herself again towards the "dark side" that her family members are so used to. They remain silent for a while, without look in each others' eyes, unable to say or do something, like trapped in the ice; finally, moments later, Carrie starts to thank God when this awful situation comes to an end, thanks to the sound of the doorbell. Seeing that neither J nor Chris are going to see who's at door, with a look of exasperation she leaves the room. "Good God, please help me with them…" she whispers as she approaches the visitors. From the kitchen, J and Chris can't see nor hear who's now inside their mansion; they don't seem too interested in what's happening in the other room, so they don't pay too attention to the amount of time Carrie is passing with the incomings.

"May I speak with you, alone, for a moment?" When she turns her head in the direction the voice is coming from, Chris sees Jamie, standing against the door, and for the first time she, and J too, finally pay attention to the voices coming from the other room. as J exits, passing near Jamie, the young man takes the place of the older man at the table, silently showing Chris the chair near his one. Still wordless, Chris doesn't goes to sit near him, but prefers to lean against the wooden table; he stands, in front of the girl he wants to stay with, and, as she starts to cry convulsively, he takes her in his arms, caressing her back, as she puts her ones against his chest.

"I was… I'm so tired to see him ruining our lives…. – she starts to sob – we tried our best… we tried so hard… why dos he have to hate us so much? We… we…I… why do he has always to ruin what's good in our lives? Why?"

"Ssssshhhhh…. Everything's will be fine. I'll not allow him to ruin your life again. He'll never hurt you again, I swear. I'll protect you. Whatever will happen, I'll be at your side. It's his loss. It's his mistake, you have nothing to be sorry for. You don' have to blame yourself. Everything will end well."

"You don't know what…"

"No, he is right. Everything will end well. We have a solution.- Carrie says, surrounded by J, Ray, Ethan and carol, one who wasn't at the B&B- Carol thought of something. We know how to repay the loan."

"It's simple. With the loan, we buy dad's part of the WLR, and to save the club… - he tells shining of a bright smile – 8 parts. Ray, Ethan, Carol, Denise, Don, even me, you and Carrie. Each one of us will put a small amount of time, and together we'll make it. we'll save the club."

"We'll save the 2356 – Jamie says as Chris stands again in front of him – and we'll give a lesson to two jackasses."

"I already prepared the papers. – the redhead called Carol says, smiling, crossing her arms, giggling- I just need you 3 to give a look at your resources to see what you can sell."

"And don't say that we can't do that, because we already did, besides, this is a lesson for you, too. this way you'll learn to let me speak next time. I really didn't appreciate the fact that you shouted me up."

"We're in this, all of us, together.- From their back, it appears a new person, a man, dark haired, who smiles at Chris, who reply, shiny.- Ehy, just because I don't come from a rich family, I'm not a lawyer but a detective, doesn't mean that I don't have the money to help you."

"So, sis, what do you tell us?"

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The next morning, Darius is in Harry's office, ready to sign, pen in his hand. The siblings run in the room unannounced, followed by a scared secretary who tries in vain to stop them, just before J throws a case on the table, right in front of his dad. The young man is full of anger, while his sister looks, at crossed arms, as cold as ice, at her dad, who's open the case, seeing the greatest interest of his life: money, while Darius is revealing a hatred expression.

"So, Harry, where do we have to sign?" he can't no more call him dad.

"You'll pay for this, I swear, you'll pay for this!"

"Guess what, Darius? We're not scared of you, none does. You are done with me, Chris, and even WLR ."

"You'll hear of me again, kids, I swear to God, you'll hear of me again. You'll pay for this."