Annalia arrived back at the company at a very early hour the next day. Since she does not have any shoots scheduled, for the time being, she is merely waiting for Don in the VIP lounge. A text message from Silas popped up on her screen as she scrolled through her I*******m feed. 'I am now at the airport. Don't bother coming back to get me.' When Anna received the news, she cocked her head and went to Don to tell him their father had returned home. However, when she entered Don's office, he was merely working on his laptop and typing away at the keyboard. "What do you want?" Don, who was deeply engrossed in his work on the laptop, asked. Annalia lets out a deep breath before sighing again and sitting on the couch next to Don. "Have you gotten it already?" Annalia asked, referring to Silas' message. Don instantly agreed with a "yep" in response. "What was he thinking by not telling us? But, I would like to go and get him," Annalia stated. She looked up at the ceiling with her head
"Where did he get this?" Annalia stammered under her breath as she gazed sharply at the photograph she was holding. Annalia's eyes wandered to other items in Adam's briefcase while still tightly gripping the picture in her hand. But Anna could only make out his belongings when she looked over there. While looking at the photo, Annalia's past seemed to come back to haunt her due to the amount of fear and confusion coursing through her veins.Anna was so focused on what the hell was happening that she was oblivious to the tears forming in her eyes. She asked multiple times in the air about where Adam had obtained the photograph of their home before the accident as if it would answer her questions."How..." she mumbled to herself. There is no sign of Adam's return to her apartment until the evening has arrived. His briefcase was left in Anna's possession, and after seeing the picture, Annalia hadn't been able to function very well till the morning came around. And Adam could not be locat
As soon as Annalia stepped foot outside her private airplane, she was finally hit with a whiff of the unfamiliar breeze of the country. Throughout the flight, she was preoccupied with thoughts about Adam and what he was up to at the moment. Part of her was upset at his sudden disappearance and thought Adam didn't trust her enough for him to go without telling her where he was. The thought she felt like Adam had abandoned her makes her heart skip a beat. But Annalia is doing everything in her power to understand him. Perhaps there's a good explanation in his mind. And she is prepared to know him in every way that is open to her.Annalia waited a few moments before a white limousine car pulled up in front of her. A man in a tuxedo suit assisted her with her belongings. Annalia quickly gathered her belongings, climbed into what she believed to be the vehicle that Don had leased, and continued on her way until she reached the hotel where she would be staying.When Annalia finally made it
Annalia arrived at a location she had never been to before. Absolutely this is the Castello di Guarene, she thought. Though she had no idea why Adam would choose to live in such a gigantic castle for himself in Italy, she decided to just follow them anyhow. Annalia stepped out of the taxi, and as she did so, she gazed up in wonder at how breathtakingly gorgeous this place was, even though it was nightfall. The castle appears to be an illusion. To Anna's awareness, this was the first time she had ever laid eyes on a real-life palace. She was so disgruntled that all she could do was shake her head in disbelief. It dawned on her suddenly that she had limited knowledge of Adam's identity. She just knew his name and a few details about his past. And that is it. Annalia extended her gaze in all directions, searching for signs that someone was keeping watch over the palace. She was aware of the trespassing, but she didn't care because she had to see Adam immediately. As she entered the build
When dawn arrived, Annalia had not been able to get a good night's rest since her mind was racing with so many thoughts that were tormenting her. he finally told Adam that she was here for him after everything that had happened between them, but he didn't say much. She had told him that she was there for him. He simply exited the room and was never seen or heard from again. As of right now, Annalia is utterly at a loss as to how she will ever be able to escape this location. It would be too embarrassing for her to simply stroll about. And if she does it, someone will catch her and consider that she has no business to conduct here rather than dealing with personal issues. Fuck! Whatever! Anna had to get out of here as soon as possible. Though she feels Adam has no desire to engage in conversation with her, she will make time to do so anyway. She did nothing but waste her time. Argh! That asshole! After making the bed, Annalia crept toward the front door quietly to check to see if any
"There's a family that has been around for a long time in Italy; the Montero Clan." Adam started. As soon as Adam began speaking, Annalia fell into a stunned silence. She could not have foreseen that Adam would finally be willing to share his thoughts and feelings with her. Anna was well aware that he was harboring several secrets about himself, the disclosure of which was of the utmost concern to him. And Annalia did understand him, but how can she put her faith in him if he is unwilling to divulge his mysteries? "They are formidable, especially power and strength, and they pose a threat. It's been years since they wanted to kill me, but they can't bring themselves to take the life of a significant figure in this field." Annalia did her best to maintain her composure despite the horror she felt as she listened to Adam. How fraught with peril is his existence? "Why would you go back to Italy if there is a chance that your life may be in danger here?" Anna inquired while also consider
Annalia genuinely despised herself. She was so humiliated that she could not even look at Adam again. She raced away from Adam as quickly as she could before he could catch up with her. She wanted to go home and forget everything that had happened today. Perhaps this is the universe's way of letting her know that she shouldn't waste her time loving someone who doesn't want to be loved. Annalia believed that they had something that she had never felt before. Annalia continued to hold out hope for something from him, even though he had not spoken with her in any way. "Stupid! Idiot!" As she dried her eyes, Annalia muttered an expletive at herself. She opened the front door while calling for a taxi to pick her up. Annalia started running when she heard the door open because she thought Adam was over there. She is going home. And Annalia will never remember what happened here. What the fucking nightmare is she doing in this place anyway? "Annalia! Wait!" Adam yelled. Fuck him! To hell wi
"Numerous reports have come in about her, and they all paint the same picture, sir. She had reports under her sleeve before she entered this industry. It would appear that her entire family was involved in an accident, which is not specifically mentioned in this document, and she was the only person to survive that accident," Felix remarked as he was concentrating on reading the information on his laptop. Felix was talking, and Marcel, sitting on the couch in his office while smoking his cigarette, couldn't help but smirk as he listened to Felix. "That is already more than enough. I appreciate it, Amador." Felix gave Marcel a nod of acknowledgment before bowing to him. He left the office but let Marcel stay behind to finish what he was doing there. "Hmm, an accident. What could it possibly be?" Marcel pondered to himself. After Annalia became involved with his sons, he has been hunting for information about Annalia for a time now. But it has been a while since Marcel last looked. He
Present… Two months had passed since Annalia's awakening, and during that time, she had made remarkable progress in her recovery. Her physical wounds had healed, and she had regained her strength and vitality. With the help of physical therapy and regular check-ups with her doctors, she was well on her way to returning to her old self. Adam, Silas, and Don had been by her side every step of the way, providing emotional support and encouragement. They had all but put their lives on hold to focus on Annalia's recovery, and it had paid off. They were proud of her progress and knew that she was a fighter. On the other hand, after spending some time in Switzerland, visiting the gravesite of his dear friend who had passed away, Adam was excited to return home to the Philippines. Although the trip had been emotionally difficult, it had also given him a sense of closure and peace. As he packed his bags and prepared to leave, he thought back on the years he had spent in Switzerland, struggl
Adam didn't realize that he had fallen asleep and thankfully the nurse woke him up. He is not allowed to stay inside. When Adam got out, he immediately saw Don and Silas sitting on a bench. Adam couldn't look at them because he was so ashamed and sorry for what he did."Adam," Silas called him. "What happened? What did the doctor say?”The three of them looked at each other before Adam glanced at Annalia from the outside."She's pregnant. 2 weeks," Adam softly said. He knew Don and Silas already knew that that's why he didn't expect a reaction from them. Adam looked back at Don before lowering his gaze to surprise the two."What, Adam? What happened? Why is she lying there?” Don continuously asked."She had surgery because of the internal bleeding caused by force trauma," Adam started explaining. He can hear them cursing Marcel while Don punched the wall beside him. Adam continued speaking, "She didn't have a pulse when I saved her and brought her here to the hospital, but they manage
Adam waited anxiously for hours outside the operating room, his mind racing with a thousand different scenarios. Finally, the door swung open, and the doctor emerged, looking exhausted.Adam approached the doctor nervously and asked, "Is she okay?"The doctor looked at him for a moment before replying, "Yes, she is. But there were some complications during the surgery. We managed to resolve them, but it was touch and go for a while there."Adam felt a wave of relief wash over him as he heard the doctor's words. Knowing that Annalia was okay and that the surgery had gone well lifted a heavy weight off his chest. He had been so worried during the long hours of waiting, fearing the worst, but now he felt like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders."Thank goodness," he said, his voice shaking slightly. "I was so worried."But now until Adam saw how the doctor's face turned serious; Adam's heart skipped a beat. "There's something else I need to tell you.” The doctor said, his tone gra
Marcel was swift on his feet and managed to break free, fleeing from the scene with all his might. As soon as Marcel broke free and attempted to escape, Don and Silas sprang into action, pursuing him with all their might. They were equally quick to give chase, At the same time, they gave orders to Adam's men to prepare for Marcel's capture, instructing them to secure the area and prevent him from running. “Delatorre! Don’t you ever think of escaping from us!” Don shouted using the horn speaker. With the police close behind him and Don and Silas closing in from either side, Marcel's options were limited. He looked around frantically, searching for any means of escape, but it was clear that he was trapped. As he realized that he had nowhere left to run, he slowed down and eventually came to a stop, panting heavily. Despite Marcel's attempts to outrun his pursuers, his luck had run out, and he was apprehended by the officers alongside Don and Silas. It was clear that his attempted esca
Adam went to the abandoned house by himself, his mind consumed with guilt over the terrible deed he had committed. He had killed Annalia's family and knew he could never make amends for his actions. As he walked through the darkened halls of the empty house, Adam could feel the weight of his guilt pressing down on him. The memories of that fateful night played over and over in his mind, tormenting him with the knowledge of what he had done. He had thought that killing Annalia's family was the only way to protect his father from the danger Marcel posed, but now he knew that he had been wrong. The guilt of his actions was overwhelming, and he felt as though he could never be forgiven. But still, he continued through the abandoned house, searching for her. This is the only way he could do to Annalia after what he had done to her. Perhaps, he thought, if he could find some way to atone for his sins, he could finally find some peace. As he walked, his mind raced with thoughts of what he
"It's been a while since I called you that," Marcel said, provoking Annalia to remember her past. And he was winning because she remembers her past when this monster destroyed her. "I have known your true form for a long time—one of the children of one Armand Vergara, my brother." Yes, the only sibling you ever had and killed, you monster! Annalia's mind is in chaos, she wants to attack Marcel and kill him on the spot, but she stops herself from doing so. "But thanks to your father's uncle, Philip Vergara, I was able to find out about the only child of my brother being alive. Apparently, you took all the possessions of the Vergara and made him insane.” The way Marcel said is as if he was blaming her for getting and inheriting the riches of his father. It was hers before and why the hell would she steal it? She didn't! Suddenly, a realization hit Annalia. Don and Silas… They are the ones who keep it. "But money is power, right? People can be bought anytime," Marcel said. This time he
For the past few days, Annalia isolated herself from work and people that even Don couldn't stop her as well. She went through a lot of researching, seeking, and investigating Marcel and his family. He needs to get information that is very much needed for her plan again. And for her career, Annalia is aware that her career is slowly being crushed by the number of scandals exposed by the media, people, and Marcel. She knew Marcel is still doing his job to bring down her career totally. And right now, she doesn't care anymore. She can take it back either way. And for Marcel, she'll make sure Marcel won't get what will destroy him. "Annalia, it's already late at the midnight. You should take a rest," Don said when he saw Anna busy with her laptop. She is currently staying at their residence, the Santiago mansion. Annalia knew that when she was there in her penthouse, the paparazzi and media might follow her. Worse could happen in that place. "I am fine, Don. I slept earlier in the afte
While everyone was celebrating, Marcel couldn't know what he was feeling. Everything seems moving so slowly and their voices echo loudly in Marcel's ears. Armand never spoke this to me. He thought to himself. Marcel watched everyone being happy and clapping at the announcement made by his brother, Armand. But he was the only one who didn't feel happy about this news. Marcel became anxious as many situations played in his brain as if he already knew what would happen in the future. "Dad? Are you okay?" Antonio's voice brought Marcel back to reality. "Huh?" "We're going to take pictures. Come on, everyone is waiting for you," Antonio said as he turned his attention to the people who were laughing as they took positions one by one for the picture taking. "Marcel, brother! Come here!" Armand called him. Marcel cleared his throat and forcefully smiled at his brother. "O-oh yes. I'll be there," Marcel uttered. Marcel fixed his suit while dismissing those thoughts. Maybe he can talk to
6 years ago… The mansion of the Vergara family was busy preparing for the celebration they will have this evening. Apparently, Armand wanted to have a special event before he'll announce the important announcement to his family and the people. His wife, Lorraine Vergara, was in the kitchen helping their cook and maids with the preparation. She also wanted to cook her specialty, the adobo, which is her family's favorite. On the other hand, his children also helped arrange the furniture in the living room and decorate the flowers—which were ordered by their mother. Heather, their youngest, was in the garden cleaning the dried fallen leaves and also cutting the long grass. She always enjoys helping their maids in cleaning their garden. Armand smiled watching his family being busy helping the people in their house. That's what makes him proud of his family. Despite being blessed with privileges, they are still able to help others whether they are maids or strangers. "Sir, where should we