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Who is the father?

Oh, are you okay?

Dad, I'm begging you, just let me keep the baby!

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

It's okay, baby.

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

I need you to find my son now.

Sir, you dropped your wallet!

That face.

Why does he look so familiar?

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

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

Heston, look at him!

He's a spinning image of you!

Notify the hospital to live.

I want a DNA test.

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

Tell me you don't feel the connection, too.

Does this mean he wants to be with me?

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

Can I call you dad?

I mean, that might be nice.

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

I'm warning you!

Back off!

He's mine!

You brought your kid here on purpose because you heard that Heston's living for his son.

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

The results are in.

99.9% magic!

Mommy!

Hurry up and get over here.

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

Please, Dad, I'm begging you.

Please, 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?

Are you okay?

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

I mean, um, there's nothing that a beautiful woman can't do, so, um, wait a second, how old are you?

19.

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 going to 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 bastard child?

Get rid of the kid, or 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 at 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.

All right. 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.

Hester, 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?

Sorry, sir.

Hey, wait, kid, don't go.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Well, 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.

What?

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.

Don't I have an heir.

He is my son.

Was it that girl from six years ago?

I don't care what it takes.

You find my grandson.

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 extents!

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 street.

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 going to 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.

He must be around here still.

Alright, keep searching.

Let go of me!

Huston!

Huston!

Huston!

Huston!

Come back!

Hello, I'm over here!

Ugh!

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.

Okay.

I'm sorry, Brad.

I swear I'll find a way

to get you the care you need.

Well, widen your 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 do anything.

Alright.

Well, as a matter of fact,

I'm looking to hire Annie.

Here.

Take this and go to the daily honest date.

Tell them I sent you.

Mommy?

Guess what?

Mommy just got a job.

We're going to 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.

Soak.

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 hired 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 got to be kidding me.

Her?

I need this job, though.

Brad's treatment depends on me.

Her?

That street rat?

What?

Done scamming strangers

and decided to sleep 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,

you need someone

who knows what they're doing.

Heston has a kid?

Since when?

Oh, and

one more thing.

We're going to take good care of you.

I'll have her cleaned up

and properly dressed.

What are you doing in my room?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I thought this was a kiss room.

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.

Esten,

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 even 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.

Hey, Brennan,

can you help me

with something?

Baby, what happened?

Mommy, it's itching.

Did you have milk?

I didn't.

I just ate the oatmeal

Miss Ren 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

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 math.

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?

Ooh, 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?

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 crumbs.

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?

You know,

if your mother

hasn't taught you

any manners,

then allow me

to personally

teach you a lesson.

Oh,

let my son go.

Let go of him.

Mom!

Brad, baby!

Brad!

Mommy!

Mommy, help me!

Brad, mom's 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

from me.

Why do we have to

work with such

a degenerate?

Ruby, just let him out!

If you have something

in against me,

take it out on 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.

No!

Let go of me!

My son is having

an allergic reaction!

If he isn't treated

in time,

he might die!

Ah!

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. Deleon!

My son is inside there

and he's having

an allergic reaction!

Please help!

Step aside!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Baby, open your eyes!

Come on, baby!

All right, don't worry.

We have an Epi-Pen.

We have an Epi-Pen.

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 mut-

First you insulted him

and now you locked him

in a closet?

Oh!

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!

Okay, thank you.

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 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,

but 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.

Mom, 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 the 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,

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,

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,

and I think his one from the car accident

is getting infected.

That poor little guy,

his face swell up like that.

How could you be so careless?

Hurry up and bring the exam.

Wait.

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,

the Germans heart again.

Please,

nurse,

help,

please.

Quick.

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.

Hi,

I would like to order your surf and turf.

Move along.

Both of you,

get out!

Sorry,

we're all out.

Why 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 at my son?

Chloe,

get her.

Get these bums out of here.

Look at you.

You look just like a drowned squirrel rat.

Get out of my way.

Let go of my sons.

Brad!

Ow.

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.

Stop 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 one that have to apologize.

I told you what'll 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 riffraff 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 all fired.

No!

Please,

Mr. Tillion,

what?

No!

No,

please,

Mr. Tillion,

we were wrong.

Just please forgive us.

Not a chance.

Garth,

get him out of here.

Take him to the police station.

They must pay for the crimes that they committed.

No,

no,

no,

please,

Mr. Tillion!

No,

no,

no,

no,

no,

no,

no,

no,

no,

no,

hey,

it's okay.

Guards with the guards.

Oh,

Mr. Tillion,

thank you so much for saving us again.

Let's get you cleaned up.

Yeah.

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,

mister.

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.

Woohoo!

Oh my god.

I think his stitch 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 this.

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.

My son's mother loved 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. Deleon,

thank you so much.

Your kindness means the world to me.

We've managed to get the bleeding under control.

He's in the clear now.

Oh my gosh.

Did you hear that pretzel, right?

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 Brad'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.

I'm positive,

we're here.

Good news, sir.

I will award

whoever finds my grandson

a hundred thousand,

no,

one million dollars.

Director Lawson,

a woman and her son

are here to see you.

I see.

Whoa.

Brad,

come on, baby.

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 is 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. Deleon 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, honey.

Well, she 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 going to 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 on her son

at the hospital.

Yeah, so

what's going to happen

that night?

Mr. DeLeon,

you're finally here.

We've been waiting forever.

Not now, sweetie.

All right, Adam.

Get to the point.

Why'd you call me down here?

Obviously,

we need to discuss

the partnership

between our families.

And also,

when are you going to

let Ruby off the hook, man?

Just get back together

with her.

Adam,

we were never even together

in the first place.

And 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.

Drink some me.

Let me apologize

on behalf of Ruby.

Cheers.

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.

Learn 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.

Mm-hmm.

Superior.

Ah.

Do you really think

he'd consider

a low-class homeless skank

like you?

But he'd consider you?

Didn't Mr. Deleon

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.

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.

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. Deleon

to have such poor-tasting woman.

Who drugged me?

Is it you?

Huh?

Huh?

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.

I swear to God,

I've met you in another life.

I need to be close to you.

Mommy!

He's given me and Brad

exactly what we need.

This time,

I'll return the favor.

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.

What?

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.

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 him.

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.

Esten, look at him.

He's a spitting image of you.

The Lord has answered my prayers.

You don't, by any chance,

have his phone number, do you?

Even better, his address?

Absolutely.

Here's his contact

and information.

Fantastic.

All right, look out, Doc.

I'm going to bring

my grandson home.

Look out.

Frank, Frank, Frank, wait.

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 help 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 deadly 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.

Give me that.

Get down.

Hello?

Brent, 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, good.

My grandson's in danger.

Step on it.

I should call Heston

and have him hurry over there.

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?

Oh!

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 the city.

Once and for all.

Fine.

We'll leave right now.

Options there.

And, uh,

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!

Maybe it's okay.

No!

You evil witch!

Let go of my mummy!

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.

Go on.

Beg.

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!

Mommy, 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.

Help!

What in heaven's name

do you think you're doing?

You have messed with the wrong kid.

And now,

you're gonna pay.

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!

Oh!

No, sir, this...

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 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.

Okay.

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.

Oh, 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 block

for you.

Keep going.

There's a 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

route.

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.

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?

Are you 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, Mr.

Talion, are you

all right?

Yeah, yeah, I'm

fine.

Um, I just need

to go change.

Actually, you.

Come out with

change.

Me?

Hurry.

Coming, sir.

Okay.

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 my boss.

It's me.

I, I, I think I had

something at breakfast

and I, wait.

Why?

Are you thinking

about that night?

Do I get nervous?

Yes.

I promise I won't

tell a soul about

what happened.

I, you deserve

everything, Heston.

The wife, the children.

Even if your children

turned out to be

three beautiful,

fat children,

I, you have been

incredible to them.

I know it.

Excuse me.

Congratulations.

You're having triplets.

What?

I'm pregnant

and with triplets.

Should I tell

Mr. Deleon about this?

How?

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.

I'll 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

racing your first one.

Providing him

with food and shelter.

Oh, wait.

That's right.

You're an epic failure.

You know,

you should just quit

before you get fired.

Mr. Deleon is the only one

who can fire me.

And he won't.

I bet that if I show this

to Mr. Deleon,

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.

Nobody wants you here.

Don't you know

you're at the Deleon 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. Deleon,

Adele is 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

housekeeping staff?

That's what I thought.

I don't recall

hiring any

teachers.

You can take a rest.

Mr. Deleon,

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 mistaken.

Stop lying.

Mr. Deleon,

just take a look

yourself.

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.

Ami is right.

Ed News gets out

by her shameful

pregnancy.

Our reputations

will be ruined.

We can't work

with her.

Yeah, you should

definitely fire her,

Mr. Deleon.

If you guys

don't want to work

with Adele,

then you're fired.

You heard him,

Adele.

Get the hell

out of here.

No, you three.

You're fired.

Us?

Out of my house.

Get out!

I should have

kept up to work.

Not so fast,

Adele.

This here says

you're four weeks

pregnant.

My triplets.

Are they mine?

Of course,

they're yours.

What are you

going to do?

I'm going to...

I'll figure it out.

I picked up some

extra shifts

at my second job.

I'm going to

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 going to let you do this alone.

I'll help you raise them.

I'll support you.

Don't let money dictate your decisions.

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

where I will

introduce

my grandson

to the most prominent families

and at the same time

I plan to announce

your engagement

to his mother.

I can't marry her, Dad.

Why not?

She gave birth

to your son

and you're not going to

take responsibility

by marrying her?

How do you even

call yourself a man?

This is not

how I raised you.

Dad,

you're the reason

I'm in this mess.

You're the one

that got me drunk

that night.

Well,

that's because

you hadn't touched

a woman for years.

Okay,

that doesn't matter.

What does matter

is that

Brad is the only

heir to our family

and as such

you must take

responsibility

by marrying

his mother.

This is why

I can't marry her.

I can't marry her.

Positive.

For pregnancy?

Mm-hmm.

That's right.

Three more

little heirs, Dad.

Triplets.

They're yours.

Of course.

Daily on men

have been

producing single sons

for generations.

And you brought us bread.

You can't have

more children.

Not my triplets.

Forget it.

Who is this woman?

She must be

conning you.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

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 into your heart

so they can get

their hands

on your wallet?

I will not allow

a woman with such

impure motive

to marry you.

Dad, you

haven't even given

her a chance.

If you meet her,

you're going to love her.

Well, you'd love

Brad's mother too

if you met her.

She's a lovely woman

and she's raised

Brad by herself

all those years

enduring untold

hardships.

And you're not

going to 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 dumber.

Dad?

Dad, what's wrong?

My heart's acting

up again.

I thirst to breathe.

I think my heart

can only rest easy

if you meet

its mother.

All right.

I know you're

using this to your

full advantage.

Fine.

Give me your

contact information.

I only have her

handle on

WhatsApp.

Look at that.

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.

Did you hear?

Mr. Deleon's

getting engaged

in two days.

Oh!

That's great.

Congratulations,

Mr. Deleon.

They say

his fiancee

is the mother

of his long

lost son.

Really lucky

lady, huh?

So the person

he's going to marry

is the mother

of his child

when he texted

me the other night.

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'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

and now she's

going to marry him.

I mean,

has she gone

completely blind?

Does she not see

that I'm better for her?

Yes, sir.

I'll check it out

right away.

What's all this?

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 to

wear these to the gallery.

I guess tomorrow's

the day I finally

meet Brad's father.

Wow, Mommy,

you look so pretty!

And you look

so handsome,

little guy.

Let's finish

getting ready.

Today,

Mommy's going

to meet your daddy.

I tell you,

you look splendid.

Dapper young man

you are, Brad.

you know,

I think it would

be a good idea

if you and my son

met before the gala.

Oh,

all right.

Come along now,

Brad.

Your grandpa's

going to get you

some sorbet.

Hey.

Come on,

place you, baby.

You look so good.

Dad.

She's the one

who stole my fiancé.

So you're

the sneaky

little vixen

who pulled out

all kinds of tricks

to steal Heston

from my daughter.

If you didn't

have his child,

then you'd still

be some homeless

street urchin

scavenging for trash.

If you didn't

have his child,

then you'd still

be some homeless

street urchin

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.

If that's it,

get out of here.

Or I'll throw you

out myself.

What are you

doing out here?

I told you

Brad's mother's

coming.

Great.

This will be

a good chance

to break things

off cleanly

with Brad's mother.

Mr. Deleon,

the nanny

you hired's here?

What's she

doing here?

Maybe she's here

to stop you

marrying yourself.

Brad's son's mother.

I'm not.

Is this nanny

the one

who's pregnant

with triplets?

This hot woman

who's trying

to compete

against Brad's

mother to become

Heston's wife?

I'm going

to settle

straight.

You have

no right

to tell me

to leave.

That's it.

Come on,

let's go.

This gala

was held

in honor

of my son.

If anyone

should leave,

it's you

and you're

demented

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

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

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

fiance.

That warrants

an apology.

She owes you

nothing.

She owes you

nothing.

What are you

all doing?

Well,

your 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?

Heston,

why are you

asking her?

I just told

you what

happened.

Our families

have been

friends for

generations.

You're my

fiance.

How can

you take

her side?

Ruby,

we're not

engaged.

How many

times do

I have to

say it?

Adele,

you can

tell me.

I'm going

to believe

you.

Heston,

stop taking

her side,

okay?

God,

you're playing

favorites just

because she's

the mother

of your son.

What?

You're the

mother of my

son?

your son?

Are you

saying Brad is

your child?

You're the

girl from six

years ago.

Thank God it

was you this

whole time.

Heston,

she misled you.

Why aren't you,

um, you know,

kicking her out?

Ruby,

you're the one

that's responsible

for my son's

injury.

You're the one

that fed him

milk and almost

kill him.

Guards,

remove her.

Heston,

how can you

treat Ruby

like this?

Don't you care

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.

This is

surveillance footage

from the day

that my son had

a near-fatal

allergic reaction

because of what

your sister fed

him.

And Ruby

hit him

with her car.

She refused

to pay for

his medical

expenses.

Is that

enough evidence

for you?

Ruby,

how could you

do this?

Heston would

be mine

if she hadn't

given birth

to that bastard.

I'm doing

this for

our family.

Apologize

to Adele

right now.

Adam,

do something!

Heston,

you've already

wronged my

sister and now

you want her

to apologize

to this

woman?

Are you

going to

destroy

the sacred

friendship

between our

two households?

All for

her?

She's the

mother of my

son and

she's about

to become

my wife.

I will

protect them

with my

life,

whatever the

cost.

What's all

this fuss

about?

Patrick,

we've been

friends for

many years

and for that

reason and

no other,

I won't

pursue legal

action against

Ruby for

harming Brad.

Dad,

silence.

it's

settled.

Their

family has

done our

family tremendous

favors through

the years.

I hope you

can understand.

However,

Heston will

marry Adele,

the mother of

my grandson.

I appreciate

that,

but I can't

support this

marriage between

your son

and some

zagabon.

Our families

are fighting

like this

because you're

bewitched by

some homeless

woman.

You know who

you're meant to

be with Heston

and it's not

her.

It's okay,

Adele.

I got your

back.

Adele is the

woman that I'm

going to marry.

Nothing any of

you do or say

is ever going to

change that.

If you insist

on going through

with this

charade,

our family

will be forced

to sever ties

with yours.

Let me remind

you that if

you break

that contract,

you will pay

enormous penalties.

There's no

price too high

to maintain

one's dignity.

Let's go.

Wait a second.

Get out of

our way,

bitch.

Mr. Miller,

please just

listen to me.

Get out

of the way.

Heston wants

to be there

for his child.

He's a loyal

and responsible

man and that

makes a wonderful

business partner.

Please just

tear him out.

This bitch

conned Heston

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 Heston.

Enough.

Stop talking

and get out

of our way.

I can't be.

Adele.

My baby.

I can't

believe I

found you.

Ma'am?

Miss Miller,

what games

are you

trying to

play here?

No,

Heston.

No games.

She's my

daughter.

Your daughter?

What the hell

are you doing?

It's her.

I know.

It's her.

She has

the birthmark.

It's Adele.

Adele?

It's really

you.

Mommy's

been looking

for you

for 20

years.

I'm sorry.

I didn't

recognize you.

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 back then

because she

lost her daughter.

Now she

suddenly finds

her real daughter

and it's

Adele?

Does this

mean that all

of the inheritance

will go to

Adele?

Out of

everyone in

the world,

why did your

biological daughter

have to be

this bitch?

If only she

were out of

the picture,

Heston 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

fiancee

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

stolen 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!

Let me

down!

What are

you gonna

do?

Hey,

it's okay,

it's over

now.

You're

right.

It's

over.

You

said you

didn't

want to

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.

Adele,

will you

marry me?

I hate to

say so,

but I

was right

when I

told you

you'd love

Brad's

mother

when you

met her.

Now take

care of

that gold

digger

woman.

Dad,

let me

explain,

okay?

Did you

even bother

to check

that those

triplets

were yours?

Another

woman is

pregnant with

your

children?

Adele and

her son

deserve

better.

Frank,

Mom,

the triplets

are his.

Heston

doesn't have

eyes for

anyone else.

Adele,

love.

You're

blinded by

love.

Stop

trying to

cover up

for him.

Sis,

you're

going too

easy on

it.

Look,

I'll take

care of

her.

I hear

that con

woman is

here today.

I'll

handle it.

She's

standing

right in

front of

you.

That

woman you

called

the gold

digger?

She's

right here.

Her name's

Adele.

She's the

mother of

your

grandchildren.

All

for them.

I'm

pregnant

with his

triplets,

and if

you don't

believe me,

I'll

take a

paternity

test.

No,

no,

no,

no.

All I

want is

for you

two to

live a

good

life.

Welcome

to the

family.

Even

after this

rollercoaster

of events,

it turns

out Heston's

wife will

still be

our

daughter.

Well,

Frank,

looks like

the promise

we made

to join

our families

in marriage

was God's

will after

all.

Go

mommy,

go daddy.