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My dad is begging you!

Dad, I'm begging you!

Just let me keep the baby!

You have brought shame to me.

How can I let anyone know that you got knocked up by some random dude?

Whoa!

Are you okay?

Yeah, it's just the curse of the right two feet...

the left two... er, the two left feet.

There's nothing that a beautiful woman can't fix now.

Wait a second, how old are you?

Nineteen.

If you're worried about whether I'm legal, don't be.

I'm old enough to make adult decisions.

Get an abortion, or get the fuck out of my house!

You're such a slut, just like your birth mother.

If word gets out, the more family name will be dragged through the mud.

You should be ashamed.

I'm gonna ask you one more time.

Who is the father?

I'm going to a meeting.

Contact me when you wake up.

I don't know who the father is, but I'm keeping this baby!

Then you're even dumber than I thought.

Chris, are you going to let this disgrace of a child live in our house,

or are you going to help raise this faster child?

Get rid of the kid, or get out of my house!

Get out of my house!

It's okay, baby.

Everything's going to be all right.

I'll raise you up alone as best as I can.

Stay out!

Don't come back!

You hear me?

You're dead to me!

Thanks, baby.

Mommy, look a bottle!

I'll go get it!

Brad, wait for me.

Brad!

Area secure, sir.

My bones are giving up on me, Hester.

You hear me?

If you don't get married soon, I'll be six feet under before I ever meet my grandchild.

You know, Dad, I don't even have a girlfriend.

How am I supposed to get you a grandchild?

If you want a baby so bad, just have one yourself.

Watch it.

Mommy's going to go talk to the doctor, okay?

You stay right here.

Don't move.

Mommy, don't forget to tell them it was that lady who hit me.

She should be paying, not you.

Alright, I will, you little Scrooge.

Brad's not in the clear yet.

He has a pretty serious staph infection from the scrape on the pavement.

He'll need follow-up treatment.

Um, can I ask how much that cost?

With no insurance, at least ten grand.

Dear God Almighty, please bless me with the grandbaby.

Heston, look at him.

He's a spitting image of you.

The resemblance is uncanny.

Did God really answer my prayers?

Did God bless me with a grandbaby?

S-sorry, sir.

Hey, hey, hey, wait, kid, no, no!

Go get him!

Go get him!

Go get him.

You go get him.

I'm not chasing after someone else's kid.

That's called kidnapping, Dad.

Good thing I got that boy's hair.

Come here, son.

A little closer.

Yeah.

Notify the hospital lab.

I'm sorry, sir.

Hey, hey, wait, kid, don't go!

Go get him!

Go get him.

You go get him.

I'm not chasing after someone else's kid.

That's called kidnapping, Dad.

Good thing I got that boy's hair.

Come here, son.

A little closer.

Yeah.

Notify the hospital lab.

I want a DNA test.

Right now.

Dad, you're being delusional.

Some random homeless kid isn't going to be my son.

Yeah, yeah, you just wait and see.

My gut's never wrong.

Sir, the results are in.

99.9% match.

I have a grandchild.

Dad, Dad, your leg, be careful.

I don't care about my leg.

The Deleon name lives on.

God!

I have an heir!

He is my son.

Was it that girl from six years ago?

I don't care what it takes you to find my grandson and bring him home!

What am I supposed to do?

Even with all the money I saved up, I'm purely able to cover the hospital fees.

Block all exits!

We must find the heir!

To avoid your little bum, my car got scratched.

You should compensate me.

Your car hit my son.

Today's bill is a hundred.

Future treatment is ten grand.

Ten grand?

Are you insane?

Your little hobo kid caused all of this by running into the streets.

You should be compensating me for my trauma.

You weren't paying attention.

You're responsible.

Don't get too close to me with your filthy hands.

I might catch something.

If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not watching your kid.

Future treatment is ten grand.

Ten grand? Are you insane?

Your little hobo kid caused all of this by running into the streets.

You should be compensating me for my trauma.

You weren't paying attention. You're responsible.

Don't get too close to me with your filthy hands.

I might catch something.

If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not watching your kid.

Wait a minute.

Are you trying to scam me to squeeze money from someone rich?

Yeah, well that's just simply not gonna happen.

Let go of me!

Bitch!

Not until you pay me the money that you owe.

Sir, no sign of the kid yet.

But I don't think the kid could have got far.

We must be around here still.

Alright, keep searching.

Let go of me!

Hastin!

Hastin!

Hastin!

Come back! Hello! I'm over here!

Run and I'll call the cops!

The cops arrest people who hit kids with their car and drive away.

Is that what you want?

Here.

My insurance info.

Call them.

But if we go by the book.

Claims take three months to process.

Three months?

My son can't wait that long for treatment.

Gasp!

Not my problem.

Screw you and your kid.

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

I'm sorry Brad.

I swear I'll find a way to get you the care you need.

But why didn't you search?

I need you to find my son now.

This could pay for Brad's treatment.

But what if he really needs it too?

Sir, you forgot your wallet.

That face...

Why does he look so familiar?

A homeless woman is giving me my wallet back?

Here.

Take this.

I insist.

Thank you, sir.

But I can't take your money.

Maybe you can give me a job.

I have grit.

I work hard.

I'll...

I'll do anything.

Alright.

Well, as a matter of fact, I'm looking to hire a nanny.

Here.

Take this and go to the daily honesty.

Tell them I sent you.

Mommy?

Guess what?

But...

Mommy just got a job.

We're gonna have a home.

A real one.

Man, the Deleons are loaded.

That kid's life just changed forever.

Private schools, drivers, anything he wants.

Brad?

Move along.

Go.

Both of you, get out!

You're scaring off my customers.

Hey, once Mommy gets paid, I'll get you the biggest, juiciest steak ever.

But today, how about we go to the soup kitchen?

Can I eat a super duper big steak?

Yeah, baby.

One day.

Can it be super duper big?

Uh, Mr. Deleon told me to come here.

He said he's looking for a nanny.

Steve!

I heard Heston.

I heard someone new.

That is correct, Miss Ruby.

Allow me to introduce Miss Adele Moore.

Be careful.

That's Ruby Miller.

The Millers and the Deleons are practically family.

There's even talk of a marriage between her and Mr. Heston.

You've gotta be kidding me.

Her?

I need this job, though.

Brad's treatment depends on it.

Her?

That street rat?

What?

Done scamming strangers and decided to slip your way into a mansion instead?

Let me make this crystal clear.

As long as I'm around, you'll never be one of us.

Miss Ruby, about the other day, that was just all a misunderstanding.

Why do I get deja vu every time I see her?

Heston, thank God you're here.

You can't seriously be thinking of hiring her, right?

I mean, she's homeless.

And she's got a grubby little kid in tow.

There's no way she can do this job right.

You have a kid?

Yes, sir.

A boy.

He's seven.

I see.

You're hired.

Come with me.

What?

How can Heston hire her, of all people?

She looks like she literally just crawled out of the gutter.

Well, Miss Adele does have experience raising a child.

And since Mr. Heston recently learned that he has a son of his own,

he needs someone who knows what they're doing.

Heston has a kid?

What?

Since when?

Oh, and one more thing.

We're gonna take good care of you.

I'll have her cleaned up and properly dressed.

What are you doing on my room?

in my room. Oh, I'm sorry. I thought this was a kiss room.

Um, so what's it like raising a seven-year-old? Oh, well, they're very curious and they ask

a million questions and they just want to play and explore and make new friends. I mean,

my son is so full of life. He's sweet and clever and a little mischievous. Once I find my son,

maybe he and Adele's son can play together. They'll need someone kind. Do you want to see

a picture of him? I mean, not to brag, but he is the cutest kid in the world. Yeah, I'd love to see him.

Hey, dad. Aston, did you get my grandson's room ready yet? Yes, dad. It's been ready for a while

now. Okay. I want to see it. Show me. I'm so sorry. I'll be right back. Dad, look, I got everything

a boy could want. I got action figures, puzzle. I got this like boogie board. It's packed. We got

everything. No, no, this won't do. We're going to have to knock out the wall in the room next door

so that he's got enough room to store all of his toys. Actually, no, I'm going to build my grandson

an entire amusement park. Wow. An entire amusement park just for Mr. Heston's son? That boy is

really fortunate. My little Brad hasn't been to an amusement park yet. Dad, you're going to spoil

him rotten. It's my grandson we're talking about. If I don't spoil him, who will? Don't forget

about the amusement park. I'm hanging up. Wow. It looks like you just shoved an entire toy store in

here. What kind of clothes do you get your son? Hmm. Well, kids at this age love moving around a lot,

so they tend to sweat a lot. Loose cotton fabrics are probably the most comfortable for them.

He'll be a great father. His son is really lucky to have him. I wonder if Brad's father

would care about him like this.

My God, $10,000? This toy alone would be enough to pay for Brad's medical fees.

Take it. Give it to your son.

Oh, no, no. Mr. Heston, it's too expensive. Nonsense.

He deserves it. I insist. Speaking of which, what do you plan on doing with your son when you come to

work? Daycare center. How about you just bring him in tomorrow? Really? Oh, thank you, Mr. Heston.

He's a really well-behaved kid. I promise he will not bother anyone. It's a good chance to learn

how to get along with a seven-year-old boy.

How beautiful. Yeah.

Mommy, this place is huge. Yeah, it is. Here, can you be a good boy and play with this toy that I got

you while Mommy's working? And then once Mommy's done working, we'll go get something yummy to eat. Okay?

Your son is absolutely adorable. I've got some chocolate. Do you mind if I give him a treat?

Thank you, but my son's allergic to milk, so he can't have chocolate. I see. Well, how about I make him a nice

bowl of oatmeal instead? Without the milk. That'd be nice. Thank you.

Hey, man. Can you help me with something?

Baby, what happened?

Mommy, it's itching.

Did you have milk?

I didn't. I just ate the old meal Miss Run gave me.

Adele?

Hi.

Who gave you permission to bring your filthy little hobo kid to work?

Please, just move aside. I don't have time for this right now.

I'm sorry. Um, who said that you could leave?

Well, I guess this is what happens when you raise a fatherless bastard.

You don't learn any respect.

My son is not a bastard.

Oh, please. I read your file.

You, well, you're just a wash-up Shrey.

Okay. Dragging around a kid you had out of wedlock.

No home. No husband.

I mean, without a dad.

Your kid's only going to grow up to be a good-for-nothing loser crackhead.

So, you better watch your map.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Did I strike a nerve?

Then tell me, who's the father?

Huh?

Where is he now?

Mr. Deleon, we've blocked off every street and started our search.

We promise that within just two days, we will find your son.

Good job. Is Adele's son here?

Yes, sir.

I see.

Let's go meet him.

Can't name the father.

Because you don't even know who he is, right?

Is this some kind of scam?

Faking an injury at work to milk compensation?

What kind of mother does that?

Teaching your kid to lie and cheat?

Oh, disgusting.

I'm not doing this with you.

Not in front of my son.

We're leaving.

Hold on.

You still haven't answered me.

Who said that you can bring a kid into Heston's estate?

Mr. Deleon gave me permission directly.

Oh, please.

You really expect me to believe that?

Why would Heston let you bring a kid to work?

You brought your kid here on purpose.

Because you heard that Heston's looking for his son.

You're trying to pass him off as his.

Oh, how low can you go?

So is this some twisted scam?

Or are you really dumb enough to think that that kid is Mr. Deleon's?

What?

No, I'm not as calculated as you guys are making me out to be.

Oh, save it.

You knew his son would be around the same age.

You brought your boy here to mess with Heston's head and try to cash in.

You're nothing but a street rat who's crawled in hoping for crimes.

Don't talk to my mommy like that.

You're mean.

Get your hands off of me, you via little boy.

How dare you push me?

Don't you know if your mother hasn't taught you any manners?

Then allow me to personally teach you a lesson.

Let my son go!

Let go of him!

Mom!

Brad, baby!

Brad!

Mommy!

Mommy, help me!

Help me!

Brad, mom is coming!

Brad, baby!

Mommy's here!

This is what you get for threatening me at the hospital

and for trying to use your kid to steal Heston Fruity.

Why do we have to work with such a degenerate?

Ruby, just let him out!

If you're something against me, take it out of me and not my son!

Well, this looks like a great opportunity for you and your little bastard son

to do a little reflecting.

Mommy!

Mom, come save me!

Mommy's here!

Don't worry, baby!

Don't worry, baby!

Stop her.

Let go of me!

My son is having an allergic reaction!

If he isn't treated and timing, he might die!

So what?

His life is worthless anyway.

You know, you should really know your place.

This is Heston's home.

Your son had no right to be here in the first place.

What are you doing?

Mr. Telly, hon, my son is inside there and he's having an allergic reaction!

Please help!

Step aside.

Baby, open your eyes!

Come on, baby!

All right, don't worry.

We have an EpiPen.

Wake up for me!

We have an EpiPen.

Come on, don't scare Mommy, okay?

Don't worry, it's fast acting.

His breathing's already really improved.

Thank you, Mr. Heston.

Thank you for saving my son.

For all we know, the little bastard boy might be faking it.

How dare you call my son a bastard!

You.

You little mother...

First you insulted him and now you locked him in a closet!

Adele, you're lucky I don't kill you with my bare hands!

I dare you to try, you fucking homeless bitch!

I will do more than mess with your kid.

I will fucking end him!

There's nothing quite like motherly instinct or motherly rage!

Oh, if you mess with my son again, you are gonna wish you are dead!

Oh, now you're fucking asking for it, Adele!

Mommy!

Oh, baby.

Come on.

Heston, Adele brought her child here without authorization.

Then she and her little hobo kid started causing a scene.

I was trying to educate them on the concept of manners, but she hit me.

I gave her authorization.

You're gonna educate me, too?

Well, no.

No, that's not what I meant.

The kid was throwing a tantrum and was bothering the staff.

You're lying.

My kid never threw a tantrum.

He was playing nicely the whole time.

And then he accidentally had milk, which he is allergic to.

And he came to find me.

Shut up!

No one is talking to you!

Ruby, this is my house.

I don't recall giving you authority.

Know your place.

Oh, Adele.

This is all my fault.

Your son ate the oatmeal I made, but I didn't put any milk in it, I swear.

My child has allergies, and I'm very careful.

It's okay.

I believe you.

But now the question is,

how did milk get in Brad's oatmeal?

What are you asking me for?

Your son's only in this situation?

Because you weren't watching him.

How dare you accuse me without evidence?

You know, I can sue you for defamation.

If I remember correctly,

in the kitchen there's a surveillance cam.

Why don't we check it?

Please.

Please.

Wow, you're really treating this place like home, aren't you?

Like they're gonna check the footage just because you said so.

Sam, check this surveillance footage immediately.

Ruby, you abused and nearly killed a child on my property.

From now on, you're banned from setting foot in this house.

As far as the partnership between our families, that's terminated.

No.

No, no, Heston.

Heston, you can't do this.

If you do this, my entire family will suffer huge losses.

And you two, your quarterly paychecks will be withheld.

You're lucky I don't fire you.

If this ever happens again, I will.

Heston, please consider the friendship between our families, okay?

Please forgive me.

Just this one time, I'm begging you.

Don't touch me.

I don't want someone as vile as you near me.

Mommy, my arm, it hurts.

Okay, baby, hold on, okay, we'll get you to the hospital soon.

Sam, get the car immediately.

Oh, come on, come on.

Why is it that everybody's got a grandchild but me?

My little precious little grandson, where are you?

Mr. Chairman, you've been sitting here for the past three days.

You've only met the boy once.

Even if you saw him, do you recognize him again?

Who thinks I wouldn't recognize him?

My grandson.

I'd still recognize him in a sea of children.

He's my flesh and blood.

Doctor, please take my son.

What happened?

He accidentally had milk, which he's allergic to.

I think he went from the car accident and is getting infected.

That poor little guy had his face swell up like that.

How could he be so careless?

Hurry up and bring to the exam.

What a shameful thing to have happened.

Where's his father?

Shouldn't he be here?

How irresponsible.

If that was my grandchild, I had a whole army of people at the ready.

Of course you would, Mr. Chairman.

But please, sir, don't get too excited.

It's not good for your heart.

Oh, precious little grandson.

Where are you?

Oh, no.

I'm his.

The gentleman's heart again.

Please, nurse, help.

Please.

Quick.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Brad, baby.

How are you feeling?

Does anything hurt?

Mommy, I'm better now.

But I'm a little hungry.

Thank goodness.

What do you want to eat?

Mommy will buy you anything you want.

Mommy, can we go to that restaurant again?

Of course, baby.

We'll get you a super duper big steak.

But there are lots of people at the restaurant, and we don't want to make you sicker.

So you're not to wear the mask, okay?

Okay.

Okay.

Hi.

Uh, I would like to order your surf and turf.

Move along.

Both of you.

Get out!

Sorry.

We're all out.

I was everyone else able to order the surf and turf, but when I ask, you're all out.

Because at our restaurant, we don't serve street folks.

What?

On what basis do you have to treat us differently?

Because you don't belong here.

The two of you are bringing down the status of our restaurant just by sitting here.

Look at you.

Two dirty, low-class beggars.

And do you want me to serve you?

Keep dreaming.

I came in as a paying customer.

Why does my status have to do with anything?

Where's your manager?

I want to talk to them.

As if I'm going to lose my job, wasting the manager's time for you.

Chloe, come here and help me kick out these homeless losers.

Don't bully my mommy.

Oh, wow.

Look at this little pipsqueak.

How dare you threaten me, you little shit.

How dare you raise your hand on my son.

Chloe, get her.

Oh, get these bums out of here.

Look at you.

You look just like a drowned school rat.

Get out of my way.

Let go of my son.

Brad, that little shit pinched me.

Brad, don't be afraid.

Mommy's here.

Mommy will help you, okay?

Mommy, no.

I'll go get help.

Let go of me.

Please help me.

What are you doing?

How dare you, you little bitch.

I will kill you.

Help, help.

My mom's hurt.

Mister, please save my mommy.

I'll ask again.

Are you going to apologize?

You scums are the ones that have to apologize.

I told you what will happen if you don't apologize, you dumb bitch.

Stop it right there.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

Someone better start talking now.

Hey boss, so you've always said that you don't want any refraff in the restaurant,

and so we were only abiding by your wishes, and they were soiling the place with their lifestyle.

You people are the ones soiling this place.

You four, you're off fire.

No! Please, Mr. Tellion, what? No!

No, please, Mr. Tellion, we were wrong.

Uh, just please forgive us.

Not a chance. Guards, get them out of here.

Take them to the police station.

They must pay for the crimes that they committed.

No, no, no, please, Mr. Tellion!

Hey, it's okay.

Rides with the guards.

Oh, Mr. Tellion, thank you so much for saving us again.

Let's get you cleaned up.

Wow!

This dinner is my way of apologizing for the mess that happened earlier.

It's my fault for not training my employees better.

I'm so sorry you two had to go through that.

You're like a superhero, Mr.

I've always wanted someone like you to be my dad.

Can I call you dad?

I mean, that might be nice, right?

Hey, I bet we even look the same, too.

I mean, I think it's safe to take his mask off, right?

I still don't even know what you look like.

Mommy, I want to eat steak.

Can I take off my mask?

Yeah, baby.

Go for it.

Woo-hoo!

Oh, my God!

I think his ditch has opened up.

Come on.

Come on, baby.

How could you be this careless?

I've seen your face here far too many times lately.

It was hard enough trying to stabilize his condition,

and now the wound is open again.

This is all my fault.

I failed him in every step of the way.

He's known nothing but struggle his entire life, and now that it's...

Adele, don't blame yourself.

You're doing the best that you can.

No.

Brad suffered so much because of me.

He was clearly hurt, but I was too stubborn.

And now his injuries are worse.

God.

No matter how hard I try, it's always one step forward and two steps back.

He is the best kid in the entire world.

He deserves a better mom than me.

You're a phenomenal mother.

Don't lie to yourself and think that you're not.

Does my son's mother love him this fiercely?

Does she do everything she can for him like Adele does for Brad?

Hey, listen to me.

I'm going to get the best doctor in this hospital to treat Brad.

He's going to recover, and he's going to be back stronger and better than ever.

Mr. De Leon, thank you so much.

Your kindness means the world to me.

We managed to get the bleeding under control.

He's in the clear now.

Oh, my gosh.

Did you hear that pretzel ray?

Adele, your son's a real rock star.

Don't forget that.

You're lucky.

I'm so sorry.

I need to attend to some other business here at the hospital, okay?

I'll see you later.

I've already been informed that Brett's follow-up treatment

will be personally overseen by the hospital director.

The director?

That's fantastic.

Where's the director now?

I'll take Brad to go see him.

He's in the VIP clinic attending to a very important patient.

Great.

I'll take Brad to see him.

Deep breath.

Once more.

Your heart rate has calmed down tremendously.

But in the future, try not to get so excited.

How can I not get excited?

Those chumps have been searching for my grandson for so long.

And all they've found out is that his name is Brad Moore and nothing else.

Mr. Chairman, now that we have his name, it's only a matter of time until we find him.

A positive lawyer.

Could you still?

I will award whoever finds my grandson a hundred thousand.

No, one million dollars.

Director Lawson, oh, a woman and her son are here to see you.

I see.

Whoa.

Brad, come on in here.

Let's sit down.

Mommy, this place looks nice.

Can we go inside?

Shh, don't fuss, okay?

We'll wait here for the director.

Patience, baby.

Who's speaking out there?

Mr. Chairman, your condition has stabilized now.

Please rest.

And excuse me while I go check on another patient.

So you're Brad Moore?

Yep.

Hello, Director Larry.

What a polite young man.

The wound is no longer a major problem.

But don't forget to do the follow-ups.

Yeah, thank you, Director.

Here's an estimated cost of your son's follow-ups.

Don't worry.

Mr. Heston has already instructed me to bill him.

Mr. De Leon has already helped us so much.

I can't let him spend any more money on us.

Actually, I would like to pay the bill myself.

But could I have some more time?

Of course.

But hospital ministration may not be so forgiving

if you're late on your payments.

No late payments.

Thank you, Doctor.

Good job.

Ross, you gave Adele time off to spend time with her son.

What's she doing selling flowers on the street?

Sam, I need you to do something for me.

Yes, sir.

Understood.

How much are the flowers?

It's five for one bundle and ten for two.

I want them all.

The whole flower bouquet.

Keep the change.

Brad, mommy's done early.

An angel came by and bought all the roses.

Mommy's gonna come home and we can spend the rest of the day together.

Is that Adele?

How many part-time jobs does she have?

Go check out her son at the hospital.

Yeah, so we're gonna have a Monday.

Yeah, so we're gonna have a Monday.

Mr. Ben Allen, you're finally here.

We've been waiting forever.

No, no, sweetie.

All right, Adam.

Get to the point.

Why'd you call me down here?

Well, obviously, we need to discuss the partnership between our families.

And also, when are you gonna let Ruby off the hook, man?

Just get back together with her.

Adam, we were never even together in the first place.

For the millionth time, I'm not interested in Ruby.

At this point, I don't know which one of you struggles to understand the word no more,

but there's no chance.

So lay off.

Whatever.

Your loss.

Here.

Brings on me.

Let me apologize on behalf of Ruby.

Cheers.

What is she doing here?

Serving drinks, are you?

Oh, well, I shouldn't be surprised.

This is a far more fitting job for someone like you.

Just leave him some tact and get the hell out of Heston's house before you embarrass yourself.

Okay?

If you think you can seduce him just because you're under the same roof, think again.

You're dreaming.

You see, families like ours are elite.

Superior.

Do you really think he'd consider a low-class homeless skank like you?

Would he consider you?

Didn't Mr. Dalian reject you the other day?

Shut up, you stupid homeless bitch.

I'm warning you.

Back off.

He's mine.

Do you understand that?

My Heston.

We're about to get engaged.

So, if you try to seduce him again, I'll make sure you regret it.

Mine, Heston?

When did he become yours?

Ugh, you sound like a possessive teenage girl.

And you sound defeated, bitch.

Just wait and see.

He'll be mine soon enough.

Heston.

Heston, I'm right here.

Don't touch me.

Heston, you don't look too well, okay?

Let me take you somewhere to rest.

Never expected Mr. Dalian to have such poor taste in women.

You drug me.

Is it you?

Don't be silly.

Why would I do that?

I only want one thing from you.

Trying to find your son is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

I can help you.

I can give you a child, Heston.

Just get the fuck away from me.

He said don't touch him.

Bitch!

This isn't fucking over!

Mr. Heston, what are you doing?

Adele, tell me you don't want this and I'll stop.

Tell me you don't feel the connection to you.

I swear to God, I'd meet you in another life.

I need to be close to you.

He's given me and Brad exactly what we need.

This time,

I'll return the favor.

Anything that happened last night, don't worry.

I'm going to take full responsibility for it.

You won't have anything to take responsibility for it.

Adele, Adele.

I just don't want whatever this is to end.

Tell me what you want, I'll get it for you.

Anything.

Mr. Heston, I don't want or need anything.

Let's just forget this happened, okay?

No, Adele, wait.

She, she just ran away.

Did I say something?

Did I do something?

Was I a bad lie?

Nah.

Not a chance.

Dear God,

please bring my dear grandson back to my side.

Oh my.

I miss him so, dearie.

Did I come at a bad time?

Shh, don't interrupt.

Me and the big guy upstairs are discussing how to get my grandson back.

I see.

Still no luck with the search.

Don't even get me started.

But since De Leon blood runs through his veins,

I can sense it.

I'm sensing you losing it, Fred.

Sir, Bradmore was discharged from the hospital yesterday.

His mother wanted us to give her thanks.

Did you say Bradmore?

Yes, Bradmore.

He's a young patient of mine.

He's around seven years old.

Came in with a pretty nasty gash on his arm and he got infected.

Aston, look at him.

He's a spitting image of you.

The Lord has answered my prayers.

Hey, you don't by any chance have his phone number, do you?

Even better, his address?

Absolutely.

Here's his contact information.

Fantastic.

All right, look out, Doc.

I'm going to bring my grandson home.

Look out.

Brad, we finally have a home, baby.

We can say goodbye to this tent.

Mommy, can I have my own room now?

Of course.

Your room's going to be filled with lots of awesome toys.

My baby's never going to sleep on the streets again.

Yay!

Let's go.

We did it!

Come here.

This place is awesome.

It's huge.

I love it.

After meeting Heston, my life has only gotten better and better.

You stay here and play.

Mommy's going to go make you a snack.

Mommy, your phone's ringing.

Who is it?

Can you let me answer it?

Hello?

Mommy can't come to the phone right now.

Fred, tell your mommy it's an emergency.

It's your grandpa on the phone.

My precious grandson.

Grandpa's been looking all over for you.

I don't have a grandpa.

You shouldn't lie.

You sound old.

You should know right from wrong.

Well, you do now.

You're a clever little one, aren't you?

It seems like you do have the Denny on Gene.

I can't wait to meet you.

Matter of fact, I'm on the way to your house right now.

Hello, little hobo boy.

Good thing you're home.

Well, fancy meeting you here.

Get down!

Hello?

Brad?

Are you there?

Ruby, what the hell are you doing in my house?

Leave my son alone.

Ruby, have you lost your damn mind?

Listen, my grandson's in danger.

Step on it.

I should call Heston Heavy Murderware.

We're sorry, but the number you have dialed is currently busy.

Please try.

Shit!

How could he drop the ball at a critical moment like this?

Drive faster!

Whoever tries to mess with my grandson shall witness my wrath.

Guess what?

I just bought this entire apartment complex.

Yay!

Now I just want you and your little bastard son to get the hell off my property.

The landlord hasn't notified me about this. I'll have to check with him first.

Ugh, stop blabbering.

This is my property now, okay?

If I tell you to scram, then you should leave.

Okay, get moving.

Throw these pieces of trash out where they belong.

They outnumber us.

I can't be stubborn here. Not after what happened last time.

Wait.

We'll leave on our own.

Oh, wonderful!

You know, I am so glad that we could come to an agreement.

Oh, but just, um, one more thing.

I actually don't just want you to leave this apartment.

I want you to leave this city.

And Heston.

What, leave this city?

What good does that do for you?

Oh, well, you know, out of sight, out of mind.

Uh, I knew Heston before you.

You?

Well, you're just some whore who had a child out of wedlock.

How dare you sleep with him?

You're the one who drugged him.

That night would have never happened if it weren't for your little schemes.

I don't care about any of your stupid excuses, okay?

You and your stupid hobo kid are in my way, toying with Heston's emotions.

Isn't this all because you're trying to seduce him?

What?

I never seduced him.

You know what?

I actually don't give a flying fuck what you have to say.

You're still in my way!

If you want to live, then get the hell out of this city.

Once and for all.

Fine.

We'll leave right now.

We'll leave right now.

We'll leave right now.

Hey, Dad.

Why the hell didn't you pick up your phone?

Hurry up and get over here.

I just found my grandson and he's in danger.

What?

I'm on my way.

Mommy, do we have to leave?

We just got here.

I have my own room.

Sometimes, baby, when things don't go in your favor, you just have to go.

So let's get out of here and we'll make things work, okay?

Adele!

Not so fast.

What else do you want?

You need to compensate me for my property's cleaning fees and depreciation.

It smells.

Your filth is all over my property.

What are you talking about?

It hasn't even been one day since we moved in.

There's nothing to compensate you for.

You're insane.

And I don't care.

If you don't want to pay up, then fine.

I'll let it go.

If your filthy hobo son kneels and licks my shoes.

Ruby, that's too far.

Then pay up, broke bitch.

Shake her down.

Bring me every single cent you find on her.

No!

Let me go!

I said let me go!

It's okay.

No!

You evil witch!

Let go of my mommy!

Ew!

Get off of me, you nasty little shit!

I haven't even gotten to you yet.

But it looks like you need another lesson.

Don't touch him, Ruby.

He just got out of the hospital.

If it's money you want, fine.

I'll give it to you.

Oh, so now you want to talk about money?

Too late, bitch.

God, please, just let him go.

You're gonna hurt him!

If you don't want your son to kneel down, then fine.

But now you have to beg in his place.

If you do the job well enough, I'll consider letting him go.

Mommy, no, don't do it!

Well?

Are you gonna get on your knees?

No.

Fine.

Oh, wait!

I'll do it!

Mom, no, don't do it!

Please, Ruby, just let him go.

You're gonna hurt him.

Didn't think you'd live to see the day, huh?

You filthy, disgusting, worthless street rat.

Please, just let my son go.

Dream on!

I will never let this little bastard go, even if you beg me a thousand times.

Why, you ask?

Because I want you to taste what it's like to lose someone you love.

What in heaven's name do you think you're doing?

You have messed with the wrong kid.

And now, you're gonna pay.

Hey, my precious grandson.

Are you hurt anywhere?

How dare you hurt my grandson!

Your grandson?

Frank, sir, respectfully, what are you talking about?

I'm telling you, he is the sole heir to my family.

And if you mess with him, you're messing with me.

Oh, no, sir, this isn't what it looks like.

You see, I bought this apartment complex.

I was simply asking them to leave.

She's a liar! She hurt me!

You kicked us out!

And you grabbed Brad's arm knowing he was clearly hurt!

Oh, you even tried to hurt him!

You vile, vicious woman!

Sir, our families are old friends.

You're not seriously going to believe this street woman over me.

This woman is the mother of my grandson.

I think maybe it's time to call your father and sever all of our business relationship.

No, no, please, please, sir. I, I am so sorry.

I was wrong. Please, don't do this to us.

One condition.

She and the boy stay here for a year rent-free.

Fine.

Okay, great.

Now you leave, and don't come near my grandson ever again.

My crew.

My precious little grandson.

Let me hug you.

Who are you, and what do you want with my son?

Your son is my flesh and blood.

I'm his grandfather.

The proof is in the pudding.

Brad, meet your grandfather.

Come here, kiddo. Let me hug you.

Grandpa? I have a grandpa?

Yes, my dear grandchild, and grandpa's finally found you.

Come on, let's go meet your father.

I don't want to. I want to be with my mommy.

Well, your mommy can come too.

Miss Adele, please, will the two of you come with me?

I don't even know who Brad's father is. He's a stranger.

It's just a lot for us to take in.

I understand your hesitation.

Perhaps we should start slowly.

It would be my pleasure to provide some necessities and some toys for Brad.

It sounds too good to be true.

This gentleman doesn't seem like a bad person.

That's very generous of you, sir.

Brad and I would be happy to accept.

Brad, you're part of our family now.

You're the sole heir to our empire.

All of our businesses, properties, yachts, everything.

Come on, son. Let me show you all the toys grandpa bought before you come.

The whole room full of toys back.

Yes, you heard me. I already did your job. Brought my grandson and his mother back.

Now hurry up and get to the address I just sent you.

His mother's there too?

Well, dad, remember our family's in a unique situation.

Don't tell her who I am yet, all right? I don't want her to get any ideas.

All right, all right, I got it.

Boss, are you asking the chairman to hide your identity because you don't know who to choose?

I mean, on one hand, you've got the mother of your son, and on the other, you've got Miss Adele.

Just focus on driving, all right? Eyes on the road.

Pew, pew, pew!

What's the matter? You're not excited to finally meet him?

Where's his mother at? His mother is at work.

I don't know who her boss is, but that devil of a man wouldn't grant her any time off.

Well, maybe we should just wait for her to get here.

Wait? What are you talking about, son?

There is no more waiting. You should be preparing for your marriage to his mother.

Dad, marriage is a big commitment. I need some time to think about it.

Think? What is there to think about? He is your son, your only child.

If you don't marry his mother, what are you going to do? You're trying to avoid taking responsibility?

No, Dad, that's not what I meant. I'm going to take full responsibility for him, of course, but

marriage is not the only option here.

You won't marry her? Are you going to let my grandson suffer under some stepmother instead?

No, damn it, Dad. Quit putting words in my mouth. That's not what I meant.

Get out of my sight. You should be celebrating a new life ahead of you, not sulking.

I don't want to see your face right now.

Dad!

Get out! Now!

I won't let you see Brad until you get your head screwed on straight. Move.

Wait a second. Did he call my son Brad? Adele's son is named Brad.

Could my son be Adele's?

No. That'd be a wild coincidence, right? Besides, all kids look the same. Kind of.

She's acting like nothing happened.

Gosh. Gosh, what's your telling on her? Are you all right?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Um, I just need to go change.

Actually, yeah. Come out with change.

Me? Hurry.

Coming, sir.

Um, I'll wait outside for a moment, sir.

Sorry. I can't.

I feel sick.

Why do I get so nauseous these days?

Am I allergic to Heston?

No. But I should get it checked out.

Wow. I didn't realize you found me so repulsive.

Oh, no. I don't. I...

You're...

the opposite of repulsive.

It's me. I think I had something at breakfast and I...

Why?

Are you thinking about that night?

Do I get nervous?

Yes. I promise I won't tell a soul about what happened.

You deserve everything.

Heston, the wife, the children.

Even if your children turned out to be three beautiful, fat children, I...

You'll make trouble to them. I know it.

Hey, excuse me.

You're having triplets.

What?

I'm pregnant? And with triplets?

Should I tell Mr. Dalion about this?

How?

But he's the father. He deserves to know.

Stop lazing around to make yourself useful.

Give that back.

You're pregnant? I thought you said you didn't have a boyfriend.

It's none of your business, so give it back.

That's my private information.

Hey, everyone. Come look at this.

Oh my god. Is she really pregnant?

Do yourself a favor. Get rid of it.

Yeah. You know, you did such a great job.

Properties, yachts, everything.

Hey, come on, son. Let me show you all the toys grandpa bought before you go.

Confirm. And he won't.

I bet that.

There's a whole room full of toys back.

Yes. You heard me. I already did your job.

You brought my grandson and his mother back.

Now hurry up and get to the address I just sent you.

His mother's there, too?

Well, dad, remember, your family's in a unique situation.

Don't tell her who I am yet, all right?

I don't want her to get any ideas.

All right. All right. I got it.

Boss.

Are you asking?

Disgusting.

Get out of here before you give us herpes or something.

In the chairman to hide your identity because you don't know who to choose.

I mean, on one hand, you've got the mother of your son.

And on the other, you've got Miss Adele.

Just focus on driving, all right?

Eyes on the road.

What's the matter?

You're not excited to finally meet him?

Where's his mother at?

His mother is at work.

A problematic character.

Here, look at this. She's pregnant.

I don't know who her boss is, but that devil of a man wouldn't grant her any time off.

Well, maybe we should just wait for her to get here.

Wait?

What are you talking about, son?

There is no more waiting.

You should be preparing for your marriage to his mother.

Dad, marriage is a big commitment.

I need some time to think about it.

Think?

What?

And we can't work with her.

Yeah, you should better think about it.

He is your son, your only child.

If you don't marry his mother, what are you going to do?

You're trying to avoid taking responsibility?

No, Dad, that's not what I meant.

I'm going to take full responsibility for him, of course, but marriage is not the only option here.

You won't marry her?

Are you going to let my grandson suffer under some stepmother instead?

No, damn it, Dad.

Quit putting words in my mouth.

That's not what I meant.

Get out of my sight.

You should be celebrating a new life ahead of you, not sulking.

My triplets.

Are they mine?

Of course they're yours.

Get out, now!

I won't let you see Brad until you get your head screwed on straight.

Move.

Wait a second.

Did he call my son Brad?

Adele's son is named Brad.

Could my son be Adele's?

No.

That'd be a wild coincidence, right?

Besides, all kids look the same.

Kind of.

I'm not going to let you do this alone.

I'll help you raise them.

I'll support you.

Don't let money dictate your decision.

She's acting like nothing happened.

She's acting like nothing.

Gosh.

Gosh, Mr. Telly, are you alright?

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine.

Um, I just need a good change.

Actually, yeah.

Where I will introduce my grandson to the most prominent families.

And at the same time...

Me?

Hurry.

Coming, sir.

I'll wait outside for a moment, sir.

Night-night.

Well, that's because you hadn't touched a woman for years.

I'm sorry.

I can't.

I feel sick.

Why do I get so nauseous these days?

Am I allergic to Heston?

No.

But I should get it checked out.

Wow.

I didn't realize you found me so repulsive.

Oh, no.

I don't.

I...

You're...

You're the opposite of my boss.

For pregnancy.

Mm-hmm.

That's right.

Three more little errors, Dad.

Triplets.

Why?

Are you thinking about that night?

Do I get nervous?

Yes.

I promise I won't tell a soul about what happened.

You deserve everything.

Heston, the wife, the children.

Even if your children turned out to be three beautiful, fat children, I...

You'll be incredible to them.

I know it.

That's impossible.

I know her.

She wouldn't lie to me.

Why not?

Have you forgotten who you are?

How many women have tried to scheme their way in?

Congratulations.

You're having triplets.

What?

I'm pregnant and with triplets?

Should I tell Mr. Dallion about this?

How?

Her untold hardship.

But he's the father.

He deserves to know.

Stop lazing around and make yourself useful.

Give that back.

You're pregnant?

I thought you said you didn't have a boyfriend.

It's none of your business, so give it back.

That's my private information.

Hey, everyone.

Come look at this.

What?

Oh, my God.

Is she really pregnant?

Do yourself a favor.

Get rid of it.

Yeah.

You know, you did such a great job.

All right.

I know you're using this to your full advantage.

Fine.

Give me your contact information.

I only have her.

I know you're using this to your partner.

Oh, wait.

That's right.

You're an epic failure.

You know, you should just quit before you get fired.

Mr. Dallion is the only one who can fire me.

And he won't.

I bet that if I show this to Mr. Dallion,

he'll fire you on the spot.

My personal life has nothing to do with my work.

You all have no reason to attack me like this.

Could you be more shameless?

Who knows what kind of deadbeat loser knocked you up?

Just leave.

You just tell me how much you need.

Nobody wants you here.

Don't you know you're at the Dallion estate?

We can't have a filthy slut like you tarnishing his reputation.

I bet you're pregnant by a different father this time, right?

Slut.

How disgusting.

Get out of here before you give us herpes or something.

Yeah.

What's going on here?

Mr. Dallion, Adele's causing problems.

She's slacking off during work hours and we were just trying to teach her a lesson.

Trying to teach her a lesson?

Are you guys the...

The person he's going to marry is the mother of his child.

Housekeeping stuff?

That's what I thought.

I don't recall hiring any teachers.

You can take a rest.

Mr. Dallion, you're being fooled.

Not only is she problematic at work, but she's also a problematic character.

Here, look at this.

She's pregnant.

Adele's pregnant?

You're pregnant?

No, no, it's nothing.

She's about arranging a marriage with Brad's father.

So I'm technically not lying.

I already texted myself.

Are you really pregnant?

See?

She's admitting it to you.

And she just lied to you.

We can't let a degenerate like her work here.

And Mia's right.

If news gets out that her shameful pregnancy, our reputations will be ruined.

We can't work with her.

Yeah, you should definitely fire her, Mr. Dallion.

If you guys don't want to work with Adele, then you're fired.

That asshole's ignored her for years.

I know she's gonna marry him.

I mean, has she gone completely blind?

You're fired.

Us?

Out of my house.

Get out!

I should get back to work.

Not so fast, Adele.

This here says you're four weeks pregnant.

What triplets?

Are they mine?

Of course they're yours.

If it's not my second job, I'm gonna make some extra money.

Extra money?

Why?

I'm getting an abortion.

What?

Why, Adele?

You're such a wonderful mother.

You were born to have children.

My children.

I can hardly support one kid.

How on earth am I meant to support three more?

Adele, these are my kids too.

I'm not gonna let you do this alone.

I'll hope you were-

Let's follow your heart.

Just remember, any child born to you is born blessed just from the beginning.

Does this mean he wants to be with me?

Maybe even marry me?

It's a big decision.

Give me some time to think about it.

You want to see me?

I'm hosting a gala in two days.

Now, Brad, your grandpa's gonna get you some sorbet.

Dad, she's the one who stole my-

I can't marry her, Dad.

Why not?

She gave birth to your son.

And you're not gonna take responsibility by marrying her?

How do you even call yourself a man?

This is not how I raised you.

Street urchins scavenging for trash.

Get your hands off of me.

I was invited by Frank.

Hey, how dare you push my sister?

Adam, she hit me on purpose.

That's it.

Get out of here.

Or I'll throw you out myself.

The heir to our family.

And as such, you must take responsibility by marrying his mother.

This is why I can't marry her.

This is why I can't marry her.

Maybe she's here to stop you marrying your son's mother.

Pun.

For pregnancy.

That's right.

Three more little errors, Dad.

Triplets.

They're yours.

Of course.

Deleon men have been producing single sons for generations.

And you brought us bread.

You can't have more children.

I'm triplets.

It's time to use them.

She's just some homeless reject.

For all we know, she was probably abandoned by her mom as a kid.

So she's had no upbringing.

That must be why she's so uncultured.

Yeah, she probably inherited her mother's trashiness, too.

My mother escaped an abusive situation.

I supported it.

She'd be dead otherwise.

Adele?

No.

She can't be my daughter, can she?

She feels so familiar.

Miss, can I see her?

You haven't even given her a chance.

If you meet her, you're gonna love her.

She just attacked Ruby and insulted Adam.

They're the one who insulted me and tried to hit me first.

You stole a lovely woman.

And she's raided bread by herself all those years, enduring untold hardships.

And you're not gonna be another untold hardship.

Don't let her down.

And that's not a request.

Dad, I feel bad for her.

I really do.

But I can only be responsible for one woman in my life.

You're infuriating.

Stop being so dumbass!

Must be punished for this.

Duh.

Dad?

Dad, what's wrong?

My heart's acting up again.

How can you take her side?

Ruby, we're not engaged.

How many times do I have to say it?

Dad, you can tell me.

I'm gonna believe you.

Fine.

Give me your contact information.

I only have her handle on WhatsApp.

Look at that.

Or my son.

How did Heston find me on WhatsApp?

He probably wants to know about the babies.

It's nice to know he cares.

I'm sorry.

Although we have a child between us, I can't marry you.

But I will compensate you.

Just tell me how much you need.

About the relationship between our families?

Ruby is a well-educated young woman.

How could you insult my daughter for some hussy?

Because your well-educated daughter is a psychopath.

Congratulations, Mr. Dillion.

They say...

The day that my son had a near-fatal allergic reaction because of what your sister fed him.

Yeah.

So the person he's going to marry is the mother of his child.

When he texted me the other night...

Ruby, how could you do this?

Heston would be...

Tell me, what do you plan to do with our babies?

Well, after long consideration...

I've decided I'm going to keep them and raise them myself.

By yourself?

Why?

My son's father reached out and he's wealthy and he wants to marry me.

Although that's not exactly true, Brad's grandfather does keep pestering me about

arranging a marriage with Brad's father.

So I'm technically not lying.

I already texted my son...

What's all this fuss about?

Patrick?

My son's mother that I can't marry her.

I can't lose Adele now.

I'm their father too, you know.

I have rights.

Thank you about a bad time, boss.

I need you to figure out who the father of Adele's son is.

That asshole's ignored her for years.

I know she's going to marry him.

But I can't support this marriage between your son...

and some vagabond.

Our families are fighting like this because you're bewitched by some homeless woman.

You know who you're meant to be with, Huston.

And it's not her.

I had this dress made for you and a suit for my grandson.

I'd like you both to wear these to the gallery.

I'm going through with this charade?

Our family?

I guess tomorrow's the day I finally meet Brad's father.

I'm going through with you.

I'm going through with you.

I'm going through with you.

I'm going through with you.

I'm going through with you.

You're going through with you.

I'm going through with you.

Wow, mommy.

You look so pretty.

And you look so handsome, little guy.

Let's finish getting ready.

This is a wonderful business partner.

Please, just tear him out.

This bitch conned Huston into marrying her.

Don't let her con you too.

Ruby's right.

Our business dealings here are over.

Why would I con you?

I don't want to keep Ruby around Huston.

Enough.

Stop talking and get out of our way.

Keep me.

Adele, you look splendid.

Dapper young man you are, Brad.

You know, I think it'd be a good one.

Ma'am?

Miss Miller, what games are you trying to play here?

No, Huston.

No games.

She's my...

Brad, your grandpa's going to get you some sorbet.

Dad, she's the one who stole my fiancé.

So you're the sneaky little vixen who put out all kind of tricks to steal Huston from my daughter.

If you didn't have his...

I'm sorry I let my family humiliate you.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Please forgive me.

Our family's finally whole.

How is this possible?

Mom adopted me...

Get your hands off of me.

I was invited by Frank.

Hey!

How dare you push my sister?

Adam, she hit me on purpose.

That's it.

Get out of here.

Or I'll throw you out myself.

What are you doing out here?

If only she were out of the picture,

Huston would be mine.

My mom, dad, and brother would all still be mine too.

You bitch!

Guards!

Get her out of here!

You stole my fiancé and now you want to take my family too?

Huh?

I will kill you!

Ruby!

She's your sister.

Ruby, have you gone insane?

Thief!

She's a fucking thief!

If anyone's a thief, it's you.

You stole my mother's time and wasted her love.

You don't deserve to breathe the same air as her.

Let alone be loved by her.

Drag her out of here.

No!

No!

And his sister.

If your mother taught you any manners, it's time to use them.

She's just some homeless reject!

For all we know, she was probably a-

You're right.

So-

That must be why she's so...

Uncultured.

Marry me, didn't you?

When did I say that?

See for yourself.

Your words, not mine.

Hey.

I take back every single one of them.

Familiar.

Miss, can I see your shoulder for a moment?

Why are you being so polite?

She just attacked Ruby and insulted Adam.

They're the one who insulted me and tried to hit me first.

You stole my daughter's fiancee.

That warrants an apology.

She owes you nothing.

Okay.

Hey, did you even bother to check that those triplets were yours?

Another woman is pregnant with your children?

Adele and her son-

A little party crasher here decided to throw wine all over my brother.

She's a stupid, ignorant nanny.

As an old friend to your father, this vulgar, unhinged woman must be punished for this.

Adele, what did they do?

Yes, why are you asking her? I just told you what happened.

Our families have been friends here today.

Our family.

For generations.

You're my fiance.

How can you take her side?

Ruby, we're not in gear.

She's right here.

Her name's Adele.

She's the mother of your grandchildren.

All four of them.

I'm pregnant with his triplets.

And if you don't believe me, I'll take a paternity-

What?

You're the mother of my son.

Your son?

Roller coaster of events.

Turns out-

Are you saying Brad is your child?

Well, Frank, looks like the promise we made to join our family time.

Huston, she mislead-

Whoa, go mommy, go dad!

Responsible for my son's injury.

You're the one that fed him milk and almost kill him.

Guards, remove her!

Huston!