The appearance of the heiress, her substitute dissapeared

Cynthia saw her husband come inside hurriedly he is not usually like this. "I sent her to prison yet she bribed her way out to continue tormenting you, i will see if she dies she will be granted another life",

she stood up angrily. "She's out of prison? that woman has stripped me of my humanity",

"Now I Wana make it up to you", she gazed into his balls, "What!..... are you insinuating?"

"Come with me, don't you care about your mother",

"Ofcourse I don't. May the gods forbid me anyday that cross my mind",

he pulled her closer and stroked her hair, cold tears ran down his eye. "I never wanted this to happen anytime soon, but it seems circumstances or life turned out to be unfair".

she wasn't understanding anything but he pulled her by the hand and led her out if the house. she looked at him he was in a mess. "it's just like you know there's so much to do",