"What do I owe this pleasure?" Gerald beamed as he stood up to greet Angela Kingston. She stood with her lips pursed together and eyebrows raised. "I want you to do something about Faith. She is making a good impression on everyone and sucking them all in; I want my grandchildren away from her and that strange excuse of a person that she married when she left my son." Angela stated firmly, much to Gerald's surprise. He frowned and tapped the table lightly with his fingers, thinking ...