Dolly asked, "Ms. Cox, why are you suddenly getting interested in Dawson?" with obvious confusion. 
Do you like him or are you trying to help him?Right when Dolly finished her words, Rachel gave her an infection glare which incited Dolly to calm down.She unobtrusively secured in her seat strap and started the vehicle. It was not hard to figure out Rachel's motivations behind doing this. Dawson had made a bet with his boss, Rachel that in four months, in case he couldn't hit his goal as ensured, he would have to leave the organisation.
The great many different examiners present during their interview could be spectators. After Dawson had accepted his work post, the organisation's arrangements target extended each little move toward turn, but it was at this point quite far to his goals. 90 days had passed by a lot of that way, and he was even hospitalized for some time.
Any sensible individual would have concurred that he wouldn't have the choice to hit his objective anytime sooner rather than later. Thus, Rachel decided to hand the celebration merriment to him to arrange, considering the way that by doing this, she could give him two extra extensive stretches of exertion and the aftereffect of this huge event would similarly be seen as his achievement.
The most compelling thing Dolly couldn't figure out was her boss's energy in supporting Dawson. Might it be said that she was being like that since Dawson had saved Hayley or was her boss already liking Dawson?
**
Ensuing to taking command over the arrangement and preparation work for the organisation's celebration merriment, Michael who was Dawson's senior worker decided to select by far most of his continuous work to other people so he could focus in on his preparation. This significantly stunned Dawson.
"Dawson, there are various workers who have reasonable involvement with organizing and arranging, yet Ms. Cox put her attention on you for this huge work. You ought to do your absolute best as your presentation is something we can be happy for." Michael didn't show him a lot of things previously, but he was as of now reevaluating Dawson, which made him feel commended.
"I will invest some fearless energy." Dawson replied. In the coming week, Dawson was busy with branching out from spots to places for his work. He had never done any preparation or organizing work for such a huge event, so he was concentrating on the subject to boost his confidence and get a good sense of what was going on.
"May I assist you, Sir?"
Dawson turned around to see a service employee in the mall greeting him politely. However, there was a hint of caution lurking behind the staff's friendly demeanor. Dawson had taken a lot of photos with his phone, which could have led others to mistake him for a competitor or a representative from the business and commerce organisation.
"I'm just doing some shopping," he replied calmly. Oh, and where is the clothing store?" The service personnel paused briefly before pointing in a direction and saying, "That way." Dawson thanked her and began walking towards the clothing store, ignoring the personnel's suspicious gaze.He had anticipated that his gesture would draw attention, but he had not arrived unprepared.
A greenish figure blocked Dawson's path while his thoughts were elsewhere. “Dawson!” It was a delicate and petty tone of voice. Dawson raised his head subconsciously, and his expression changed slightly when he saw who was blocking his path. "It is truly you. "I thought I was hallucinating."
The lady raised one of her lips, revealing a mocking expression on her face.
"It's been six years since you last came home, and you've even lost touch with the family recently," she said sarcastically, her arms crossed. We all assumed you died somewhere far from home."Carolyn, Henry's twin sister, was the lady in question. She still exuded a menacing and domineering aura, and after all these years, she still possessed a wicked tongue that was equal to her former self. Dawson quickly regained his composure and stared at her coldly, "Unfortunately, I haven't died on the streets yet. You appear to be dissatisfied with that."
"Why should I be let down?" Carolyn didn't give Dawson a look as she retorted, "Were you back in the country for a long time? I can only imagine how disappointed Father would be if he learned that you have no intention of informing your family of your whereabouts. He raised you as his son for many years, but you only know how to come and go as you please, as if the house were a hotel."
"That is between my father and me. It has nothing to do with you.""Of course, as the eldest daughter of the Williamson family, I have to be concerned about everything that happens in the family." Carolyn jerked up her chin and cast a sidelong glance at Dawson. "Who knows who you messed around with while you were away? You even stated that you were furthering your studies abroad despite the fact that you had not completed your university courses here. I still can't believe you're telling such lies in front of your father." Dawson clenched his fist in response to Carolyn's heinous words.
"Wouldn't it work in you and your brother's favor if I didn't really further my studies and just fooled around with girls?" he laughed coldly.You'd have one less competitor for the family's inheritance rights, and I can imagine your mother, brother, and you smiling in your sleep." Carolyn's face turned deathly pale when she heard that. "Don't mock us without proof," she warned. "Whether I'm making fun of you or not, you know the truth." Dawson said threateningly, his face icy cold.
"It's up to me whether I go back to you guys or not. You should stop pretending to be my real sister and reprimanding me because we don't share a mother. This isn't the old days; you can't bully me just because you have your mother's support."Dawson's final sentence sounded like a reprimand to Carolyn. Carolyn immediately turned hideous, saying, "Who are you scolding now? You…”
"A good dog never obstructs the path." Dawson brushed past Carolyn without hesitation, causing her to lose her balance.
"Dawson, just wait and see," Carolyn stomped the ground in rage. If you have the courage, never return to the family again."Dawson laughed as he stood in the elevator after hearing that. "I'm too busy to think about such things, unlike you, who only think about inheriting the family fortune." Carolyn was so enraged that her nails were almost piercing the skin of her palms. Several years ago, She and her twin brother Henry staged an incident a few years ago with the sole purpose of destroying Dawson's reputation and igniting their father's hatred for Dawson.
They went to such lengths to ensure Dawson didn't have a chance to compete with them for their inheritance rights. Carolyn and her brother were living a good life during the few years Dawson was away. Dawson, on the other hand, was back at the moment. What were his motivations for returning?
**
Dawson got home from work at night and was in the kitchen making dinner for Nadia when his phone rang suddenly. Before getting the phone, he washed his hands on the cover. When he realized it was from his father, his appearance gradually faded.
"Father."
"I heard you're back," His father said. On the other end of the telephone, his father spoke. He hadn't heard this voice in a very long time, and right now it sounded drained.
"No doubt." He basically spoke while his fingers traced various shapes on the cutting board. He didn't have to think too hard to figure out that Carolyn had advised his father on his return.
It wouldn't be great, despite what his father's head had heard. "If you're back, you should move back to your home. What do people think of you if they believe you spend the entire day wasting time?" When Dawson heard, "There's no requirement for that, father," he grinned.
I can manage here without anyone else." "Dawson, I understand that you frequently make comments about your mother, but home is still home eventually. If you're out there without anyone else's assistance, I can't trust you, so you should...
"Father." Dawson impeded his father, "I'm really having an uncommon life here. Now that I have some work, I'm staying close to the organization. I need to cover up right now because I'm working on something. When I have time, I will visit you. His father said nothing more when that is the very thing that he heard. Before hanging up, he provided him with a few pointers. Additionally, Dawson was young and tenacious. Due to the fact that he had lost his mother since his introduction to the world and had no idea how to be brash in front of adults, he felt a little unfortunate in the eyes of the adults. Most of the time, they thought he just knew how to take care of himself.
He remained stationary for a considerable amount of time in the kitchen after hanging up the phone. "Dad!." Dawson's thinking was shattered when the entryway heard a delicate voice.
He flashed Nadia a reassuring smile and asked, "You okay? The food has almost been prepared. "Was that your dad?" Nadia asked as she walked over and pointed to his phone.
"Yeah." As he sat down to stroke Nadia's head, Dawson made a sign. After a brief pause, he then asked.
"Nadia, would you like to visit your grandfather?" "Is he nice to you?" asked Nadia with a polite squint. If you want to go or if he is nice to you, i will go. If you don't want to go, then i won't."
"Alright," Dawson replied as he coaxed Nadia into his embrace.           
   At An INN
"Rach, you have been drinking an excessive amount of alcohol today," Evan said.
" Allow me to take you back home." Evan was holding Rachel with a worried expression all over as he entered an inn.He was simultaneously staring unnoticed at a secretly stopped van nearby. He was, in any case, inclining his chest area completely on Rachel's arms, and high-goal cameras were capturing every image of him assisting Rachel as he rose out of the apartment. His hand that was holding Rachel was much more tightly fastened. Rachel was fairly sloshed at this moment, but after a depiction of vacillating, she finally got back to her identifies. She answered after removing her hand from Evan's grip with a scowl. There is no need for that. I can go back by myself."
"Rach." Evan pursued her after quickly grabbing his key."I'm really worried about you going back by yourself because it's so late now. If you let me go back with you, I'll be on my own when I get there."
Several times, there were hints of camera transports shaking in the van not far away, and Evan was captured following Rachel into her vehicle. Rachel felt the delayed effects as she was unable to attempt to walk appropriately with her feet feeling flimsy because the liquor she had consumed today was marginally concentrated compared to the ones she typically consumes.
Rachel was required to be assisted into the room by Evan by the servant. Thank you for bringing her home. The housekeeper communicated quickly that she was greatly appreciated. "I don't need you to thank me. In any case, the Cox family would soon include me. Who might assume that responsibility in the event that I don't deal with her? While following Rachel's shoulder with his fingers, Evan sank into the bed's edge. "Your task is finished here," he said, pointing at the housekeeper.
After this, I'll give her my full attention."
"Ok?" "Sir.. are you not returning home?" asked the housekeeper in a daze.
"Don't you understand everything I've just told you?" "soon, this would be my home as well." Evans' articulation became more obscure in the score. Where exactly do you want me to return to right now?"
"That is not the thing I mean, sir... I'll go now," she shook her head guilty as she finally understood what he was saying. As if he were in charge at the time, Evan grunted vigorously while projecting an air of pomp. The edge of his eyes slightly lifted as he gradually convoluted and placed his hands on Rachel's lap after ensuring that the servant had truly left after closing the entryway.
The weak light that was lighting the interior parts of the room.
"Rach...," Evan exclaimed as Rachel anxiously removed her shirt showing her singlet."Let me remove your shoe for you," Evan murmured to Rachel as he bowed his head. His hands were in the middle of removing Rachel's shoes when he said that.
When he was done with that, Rachel's breast showed up. As he jumped on the bed and took off his own shoes, Eavn's face lit up with desire. He was gradually examining Rachel's Lap with his hands.
The atmosphere of the room was broken by the sound of the door handle turning, and the room was filled with light with a click. It was Hayley.
When Evan realized who the intruder was, he felt an unexpected outpouring of anger from within. He gently advised, "Who permits you to enter? Get away." Hayley could not move when she saw her mother on the bed drunk, her face turning terrible pale and her teeth grinding."
What are you doing to my mother's bad man?" Evan was able to stop what he was doing and screamed in a revolting way. After dragging Hayley out of the room and checking to see if anyone else was around, he grabbed Hayley by the cheek and warned him.
"Hayley, you better pay attention to me because I'm going to be your dad and I'm telling you not to slow me down. Or else you'll have to deal with the consequences.
"You will never be my dad you bad man." As she was being choked by Evan, Hayley felt so terrible that she started fighting. Evan was concerned that she might scream for help so he could drive Hayley away and give Hayley his last advance warning.
"Try not to slow me down in the future." Hayley lost her balance as soon as he said that because her feet couldn't touch anything. She then suddenly stumbled down the steps at that point.
"You bad man....."