Julian Sterling finished his cigarette and stubbed it out.
He watched the last wisp of smoke curl up from the ashtray and vanish into the air, and a smile crept onto his lips.
'Oh, Ryan... Being too emotional isn't necessarily a good thing.'
He looked down and dialed his mother, Florence Morgan.
"Mom, are you and Dad planning on leaving the country anytime soon?"
"How could we dare to leave now? Your father and I can only rest easy once you and Eve get remarried! Otherwise, even if we left, we'd still be worried sick." Florence Morgan sighed. "Even though it's pretty much impossible between your brother and Eve now... that doesn't necessarily mean Eve will agree to remarry you!"
"Getting remarried will take some time, I admit. After all... Evelyn Grant is genuinely furious this time. But it's going to happen, we will get remarried! Mom, I might need your help with something."
