Knight in shining armor

She watched him drive out of the driveway and then immediately turned and walked in. The smile on her face was gone and a deep frown was hanging on her delicate brows.

God had really been on her side. Devon receiving that urgent call was right on time!.

Back in the living room, the phone was still going off with numbers of missed calls. The frown on her face deepened even more. She sat on the couch and picked the phone up, it was put on speaker so she just dumped it on the other side of the couch.

"What have you been doing?! Why haven't you picked my call? You even dared cut it off?!" A woman's angry voice filled the room.

Chloe looked agitated by her tone. She was the one who should be angry at this woman and not the other way round, she questioned back irritatedly "I told you not to call unnecessary didn't I?"

She stood up from the couch and went to pour herself a drink in the bar "why have you called me? What do you want?"

"Are you also planning on humiliating me? Must I endure humiliation from outsiders and also from my niece?" Chloe hear her aunty ask. She rolled her eyes at the woman's words cause she could already tell that her aunty was being dramatic.

How could her aunty had been humiliated when she was Queen of humiliation herself. She had always had a habit of intimidating and humiliating people everywhere she went.

"who humiliated aunty?" She asked despite knowing the truth.

The woman's pitiable voice exclaimed "It was those two slimy Ladies. Those bitches that think they could ride on me and my niece because we are not up to their level"

Bitches?

Her curiousity was piqued "What happened?" She asked.

"I told you I was going to the gallery to get some painting as a gift as we have planned. They were trying to sell off a bad painting for an enormous price. I spoke up against that only tone tagged as an ignorant and stupid woman_"

She heard her aunty narrate the whole incidence to her in a very angry voice. After hearing the details she wasn't all that interested in the case anymore. It was just a stupid scuffle among two women and probably the other woman's daughter. Such petty cases did not need her attention.

"You should have called Mara. I gave her that golden card. The signature on that card can get you out anywhere. Why didn't you use it?" If she a celebrity was seen involving in such things it would only be detrimental to her status and career that was why she had slyly forked out a card from Devon. A card that could help her aunty wherever she went. Why was it that the lady still called her over such stupid things!

"Such an important thing should be used on import cases. How could I use it in such trivial cases" As if her aunty had heard her thoughts, She defended "Beside I never even got the chance to defended myself. She and her despicable daughter slapped me twice and then I was tossed out of the gallery like a common thief!"

"Barbara You have to avenge your aunty! Those two people dared treat me like that despite knowing I was your aunt, they bragged about outshining you especially that Pretty faced slut. It would be a shame on your name if you didn't punish them"

Barbara?

Chloe glared at the phone hatefully. This woman was really a dimwit! If she wasn't her Maternal Aunty and also her Manager she really would have cut her off a long time ago.

Tonight was a good night, she just received a really great news, she shouldn't be getting angry like this. She sighed to relieve her anger then she said "Fine find out who they were and I'll return the favor. But Aunty there would be no next time. If you ever meet such circumstances just use the card and don't call me for such trivial things. You could blow my cover"

Her Aunty's excited voice rang out. "Yes Yes I agree. I'll get their name and send to you. Make sure you give them a big punishment okay?"

She snorted and cut the call.

No matter how annoying her aunty was. She had been helpful in reminding her of something crucial. Thanks to the Phone call she was reminded of the auction coming up. How could she have forgotten she promised to gift a picture for that person's birthday.

Sigh! She might have promised too much.

It shouldn't be just any picture. Probably come with a worth too. So that it could raise her status.

Should she ask Devon to get one for her?

***

After Devon left her house he drove straight to the Montero's residence. His face was frightening with a deep frown on his brows and a blazing look in his eyes.

"Young Master it doesn't seem so... It seems the young man had been called back by the Chairman. I overheard Secretary Jim's phone call but I could be wrong too" That phone call still kept coming to his head as he drove.

Grandfather called Alan back?

What was he thinking?!

A thought came to his head. His grandfather might have called back the young man as a punishment for his actions.

No Grandpa Hugo was not that petty. Plus he knows. That boy's existence meant chaos to the family he had so painstakingly built in peace and harmony. There is no way he would jeopardize the Montero Family's peace just to get back at him.

That black car sped through the road in a frenzy and eventually drove into that compound and stopped in front of that mansion.

"Young Master" The Butler greeted surprised.

It was indeed a surprise to see the Young master at the ancestral house. Ever since his family disapproved his relationship with Chloe he stopped coming home.

"Is Grandpa in?" He asked directly.

The Butler nodded "He just left his study. He must be about to sleep"

Devon brushed past the man and marched inside. He went straight to the Old man's room and without even knocking he opened the door.

Indeed the Old man was just getting into bed. A maid was helping him into bed while Secretary Ben stood at the side debriefing him on something.

"Young master" The people in the room called out surprised.

What was the young master doing here at the Mansion, even the Old man room at such a time? Perhaps was there going to be an argument again?

Grandpa Hugo stared at the man with a poker expression on his face and snorted. "At least if you are coming to see the Old man at such an hour you should have worn a calm look. A happy one wouldn't kill you either. You don't have to come here looking like a vengeful ghost" He drew the quilt over his chest and signalled the maid to leave.

The maid bowed then left the room. Secretary Ben moved and closed the door but he didn't leave, he just stepped to a corner and made himself incognito.

Devon frowned "Did you call him back?"

The Old man was not surprised by his question. He had guessed that was why he had taken his time to come over here, plus he knows of the investigator he had sent to find out about Alan. They must have found out Alan returned with his permission.

"Yes I did"

This was not a lie, the promise he made to the young man fifteen years ago was enough invitation to come back. It was equivalent to him calling him back.

"Grandfather_" He cut Devon off.

"It's been fifteen years already, don't be so petty anymore. He's not talking away your title so don't deprive him a family he deserve. Plus did you ever stop to think about what your father wanted? Don't be unreasonable, just let him stay here" Grandfather Hugo said nonchalantly. He gulped a little water from the glass cup on the side table and settled himself preparing to sleep.

Unreasonable?

Devon was annoyed. Who was really being unreasonable? Him or the old man that was playing such a game to get on his nerves?

"Did you really do it for dad or did you do it to get back at me?" He voiced his accusations. Grandpa Hugo lifted his eyes and stared at the young man.

So this was what he thought? Just how much did that white lotus have him wrapped around her fingers to get him up and ready to act as a Knight in shining armor everytime?. He probably rushed down here because he thought the girl was the Old man's target.

"I'm not that petty" He retorted icily. Though he said this, the young man's accusations really made him want to act petty for once.

"Then I hope you know what you're doing. As for him, tell him to stay out of my way and that of my loved ones and then I'll keep ignoring him like he doesn't exist. If I see him even an inch to anything that belongs to me then I won't be able to hold myself back" Devon warned and stormed out if the room.

The Old man laid on the bed staring at the now closed door with a bitter expression. His grandson was not always like this, it was only after he got together with that Vixen that he turned out like this.

He can't wait to break her hold on him and wash his eyes clean. "Get me Alan, I want to see him first thing in the morning"

"Yes sir!"