“Be careful out there, Claire.” I smiled at nanay because of what she said. They walked me to the door today because it was time for me to leave. “I’ll be careful, nay, I promise,” I hugged her and kissed her cheek afterward. Next, I hugged Quinn. “Take good care of them, Quinn. I’m counting on you.” “Yes, ma’am!” We both laughed at his response. Last was Zoey. I stood at her height and hugged her tightly. “Be careful, Mommy. Call me every night, okay? If you don’t call, I’ll really get upset!” I smiled at her words and ruffled her hair. “I promise. I love you, my daughter.” She smiled at me and hugged me again. “I love you too, Mommy.” After our goodbyes, I got into the van. I had a driver with me. For the last time, I waved at them through the window. Once we were far enough, I quickly composed myself. I closed the partition between me and the driver. Inside the van, everything was complete—my suitcase was there, containing the few clothes I brought. I chan
I still can’t believe what happened earlier. Right now, I’m lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling. The place I’m renting is on the second floor. It’s not very big, but since it was built in the olden days, I really liked it. It’s made of wide wooden planks and varnished. The window is pure wood and swings open sideways. Yes, I grew up in the Philippines, but I don’t know what that type of window is called—I forgot a long time ago. My bed is also made of wood and has a space for a mosquito net, like the sleeping quarters of the wealthy back in the day, but with a touch of modern style. The place has been renovated, so from the outside, it looks pleasant and beautiful, while the inside is absolutely stunning. They say the owner lives abroad and just wants to rent it out so someone can live here. Now, back to what happened earlier—I can’t believe I just talked to Zekiel’s parents! Out of all people, why them?! Oh my God! I immediately sat up and grabbed my hair in frustration
Throughout the interview, I really gave it my all and did my best. I needed to impress them so I could get hired as Zekiel’s secretary. That way, I’d have a better chance of seeing my son—he’s the only reason I’m here anyway. When the interview ended, they both applauded me. A man named Hero was already sitting beside the couple—it seemed he was also one of the interviewers. “Do you mind if I ask why you don’t have a stable job? It’s stated in your resume that you graduated cum laude in fashion design. So why choose to be a secretary in this company?” I didn’t expect that question from him. All three of them were staring at me. “U-uhh…” I scrambled for an answer before remembering what had happened to me in the past. “Not everything in life goes the way you want. Not everything aligns with where you come from. Yes, I graduated with that degree, but fate wasn’t on my side. I’ve been applying to well-known fashion companies for a month now, but as you can see, I haven’t been a
I jolted awake from the cold, recalling what had happened, and I almost collapsed back onto the seat from the shock of my own memories. ”You’re awake.” I turned toward the voice and felt my breath hitch when I saw Zekiel sitting in his chair, sorting through some documents. I couldn’t speak—I was too stunned. But as I glanced around, I realized I was inside his office. What shocked me even more was the dark sky outside his office, visible through the glass walls. It was already night! I immediately checked my watch and panicked—I had to go home! If I didn’t leave now, I’d get stuck in traffic again. Besides, I still needed to call Zoey. She usually sleeps by eight, and I was sure she was waiting for my call. “You’re Venice, right?” I looked at him and saw his brows furrowed as he studied me. I nodded quickly. After getting his answer, he straightened his things, and I did the same—I really needed to leave. He stood up, so I did too, but I had to search for my phone on
CLAIRE arrived early for work to avoid being scolded by her boss, Zekiel. She had already spoken to her family last night, including her mother Lucing and Quinn, reminding the young woman once again to look after things while she was away from home. When she reached her desk, she found a pile of papers waiting for her. With no choice, she began organizing them, even though she wasn’t familiar with some of the documents. All she knew was that they were for Zekiel’s signatures. Sure, she wasn’t officially a secretary yet, but she understood some of what she was reading—stocks and the like. She busied herself for half an hour before deciding to take a break, leaning back in her chair. “Ms. Venice.” She froze mid-stretch upon hearing someone call her. Her eyes darted around, searching for the source, but to her confusion, no one was there. She dismissed it as her imagination and settled back into her seat. “Excuse me.” This time, she shot up from her chair. Claire was easi
“I’m the new secretary of Mr. Gray for now since Hero is on leave,” The woman raised an eyebrow at her words. “Listen to me, poor girl. Don’t try to get the attention of my boyfriend. I’m Camille Hernandez, daughter of Philip Hernandez—one of the biggest shareholders in this company. So don’t you dare mess with me. Got it?” Claire exhaled sharply at the woman’s words and was about to retort when Zayne suddenly grabbed her hand, making her glance at him. She saw the worry in his eyes as he shook his head. Left with no choice, she composed herself and forced a smile at the woman. “Don’t worry, Ms. Hernandez. Flirting with your arrogant boyfriend isn’t part of my plan. That’s the door—go inside and wait for Mr. Gray.” Claire even pointed at Zekiel’s office door for her. “Wait, what did you call him? Arrogant? What kind of poor language is that?” Claire was this close to slapping the woman because of her pretentiousness. She didn’t even know basic Tagalog. “It’s a poor lan
CLAIRE was left alone at her desk, and it had already been an hour. Zayne had gone inside earlier because he said he needed to talk to his dad. Claire agreed since she still had a lot of work to do. “Next time you come here acting all high and mighty, bring an assistant! Who do you think you are, the richest person in the world?” Claire looked up when she heard the irritated voice of her friend Bea. Meanwhile, Camille was stomping out of Zekiel’s office with a scowl on her face. Claire immediately understood why Bea was so annoyed—she must have forced the door open. Claire just stared at Camille until the girl stopped in front of her. “You! You’ll pay for what you did to me earlier!” Camille said tearfully, making Claire want to laugh. “Sure, how much? I’ll pay,” Claire smirked, which only made Camille’s expression darker. “I’ll tell Dad what you did to me!” With that, Camille stormed off, leaving Claire laughing. “Daddy’s girl!” Claire couldn’t help but chuckle, and
“HELLO? Yes, this is Venice Sanchez—oh, the lights?—yes, of course!—please make sure they’re in good condition—yes, I’ll tell Bea—thank you.” Claire leaned back in her chair, exhausted. Ever since Zekiel told her to prepare for tomorrow’s party, she had been scrambling to get everything in order. She knew organizing an event was a lot of work, so she had to start immediately. She was startled when her phone alarm suddenly rang. She checked the time—it was time for Zekiel’s next meeting. She stood up, knocked lightly on his office door, and stepped inside. Inside, she saw Zekiel and Zayne playing together. She paused for a moment, surprised. Despite spending almost the entire day together on her first day, this was the first time she had seen father and son laughing and playing like this. She noticed how much they resembled each other and how genuinely happy they seemed. Shaking her head at the thought, she continued walking toward them. This was Zekiel’s last meeting for the d
Zekiel had already decided to quit his job and go home to finally see his family—the family that gave him strength. As he was leaving the office, he grabbed his cellphone to inform Hero, but he froze when a flood of notifications came in one after another. His eyes widened as he read the last message: “Kiel, Claire still hasn’t come home! She’s been at the mall since this morning!” He was startled when the door suddenly swung open, revealing a worried Hero. “Claire is missing!” Without hesitation, Zekiel rushed out, with Hero following closely behind. They quickly got into the car, and while Hero drove, Zekiel immediately called Dylan. “Mansion ASAP, Claire is missing.” He hung up and called his other connections who might help track down his girlfriend’s location. “I was shocked when I read Quinn’s text. I was busy with work, so I didn’t find out right away,” Hero said seriously as he focused on driving. “I know. We need to find Claire now.” At that moment, Zekiel was
CLAIRE We’re currently riding in a large van, and I’m the only one sitting right in the middle while the others are in front and behind me. The fear I feel is overwhelming—not for myself, but for my children. If only we could fly straight to where the twins are, I’d do it just to be with them. I glanced around. The road we were taking was unfamiliar to me, and I had no idea where my American enemy was lurking. Zekiel! I’m sure he’ll worry once he finds out I haven’t returned yet. I need to text him. I leaned back in my seat and subtly observed my companions. All of them were silent, paying no attention to me. My cell phone was in the right pocket of my dress—all I needed was the right timing to take it out and send a message. A cold sweat broke out on my skin because I couldn’t afford to get caught. If they found out, they might drag Zekiel into this, and I don’t want to make things worse. I thought of a plan, so I slowly lay down and noticed them staring at me because of
“I saw that car on a CCTV. I tried to follow its route through other cameras, but strangely, the footage was gone.” Zekiel stared intently at the license plate number—it looked familiar, and he wasn’t mistaken. A moment later, he remembered it was the same one he and Claire had seen before. Just like then, only one camera had captured footage of that car. “Days ago, when Zoey was operated on, she wasn’t actually attacked at that time. Someone tried to kill her.” The other two widened their eyes in disbelief, staring at Zekiel. “Seriously?!” Dylan asked in shock, prompting Zekiel to nod. “The doctor told us everything—someone has been watching our daughter. So Claire and I decided to set a plan to catch the culprit.” “Wait, what plan? You and Claire?” Hero asked, confused. “Yes. We just finalized it earlier, and it turns out the car we found matches the one you saw.” Zekiel pulled out a printed copy of a black car. “That’s it! That’s the same car!” Hero exclaimed, makin
When Claire left, Zekiel went straight to the bed and saw the twins hugging each other. He approached them and gently stroked their hair. “Daddy won’t let anything happen to the both of you,” he whispered softly to the twins. “I’ll make sure whoever’s after your lives pays for it,” Zekiel said before standing up abruptly, grabbing his phone, and dialing a number. “Hide out within twenty minutes,” he ordered before ending the call and heading straight to their hideout. Meanwhile, Hero was knocked to the ground after being punched by a man waiting for him outside his office. After finishing his work, he had gotten into his car, only to realize another car was tailing him. He tried to shake them off but was cornered, leaving him no choice but to surrender. “Y-You won’t get me with just your punches!” Hero shouted back at the man, who only smirked in response. Two more men appeared, pointing guns at him. “Well, you’ll give in to this,” the man said, pulling out a gun from his
”We need first, to hack their CCTV cameras,” Zekiel said seriously as he typed on a computer, while Claire watched the footage appearing on the large screen above. She silently observed what the man was doing, and a heavy silence enveloped their surroundings. Claire kept her eyes fixed on the screen, studying how he was doing it. “Gotcha!” Suddenly, multiple CCTV footage from the hospital appeared. “Then what’s next?” Claire asked. “To review—we need to watch the footage from the time our child was in the hospital,” Claire let Zekiel continue checking the CCTV while she stared intently at the large screen, determined to spot the culprit. But contrary to Zekiel’s expectations, they found nothing. “Sht!” Zekiel cursed in frustration, slamming his fist on the table in disappointment. He needed to think of another way to find even the smallest clue. “Let me,” Zekiel glanced at Claire as she spoke, now standing beside him. “What?” he asked, surprised. “I’ll try,” Zekiel f
They were already on their way home because after that encounter, they didn’t stay much longer, especially since the weather was getting hotter. They only had lunch at a restaurant, and now the twins were asleep in the back of the car. While on the road, Camille suddenly crossed Claire’s mind. “Zekiel, where is Camille, by the way?” Zekiel glanced at her briefly, his brow furrowing because she had brought it up so suddenly. “That girl? According to Hero, she’s in jail.” “Jail? Why? Is she locked up permanently?” Zekiel’s frown deepened at her question. “What do you mean ‘why’? Of course, she deserves to be there! She almost got you all in danger because of her, and I won’t let that slide.” Zekiel’s grip on the steering wheel tightened, while Claire fell silent, lost in thought. ’In danger…’ she whispered in her mind before her eyes suddenly widened. “Do you think Camille was the one who did that to Zoey?!” Zekiel looked at her briefly. “Impossible, my life. She had jus
“Z-Zekiel, fine. I’ll introduce you to Mama, and we’ll visit her grave. But I have one question,” Claire said nervously. She didn’t want to reject him—it would hurt him, even though she did want what he was offering. It just wasn’t the right time. “Go on,” Zekiel replied quickly, making Claire sigh. “The kids, Zekiel. We can’t just forget what happened to Zoey. What are we going to do about it?” Zekiel fell silent, then immediately felt anger rise within him. In the brief moment of happiness with his family, he had forgotten about the person who had tried to kill his child. “I’ll find him,” Zekiel said firmly. “I’ll go with you, Zekiel.” He turned to her, his expression softening. “No. I won’t let you put yourself in danger, Claire—especially not while you’re pregnant.” “Who said anything about fighting? I’ll just help you plan and search.” Zekiel was taken aback—how did she know they were going to fight? “How did you know we’d be fighting?” “Huh? O-Oh—“ Claire flinc
“Daddy, I’m so happy that we are complete now,” Zoey said with a smile as Zekiel adjusted the blanket for her, while Claire did the same on the other end. “Me too. We’ll never be separated again, okay?” “Your daddy is right. We won’t let anything tear us apart,” Claire said sweetly, making Zekiel glance at her and smile, which she returned. “Goodnight, Mommy and Daddy!” Zayne suddenly said, already lying down and yawning, making them laugh before they settled in as well. “Goodnight, twins,” Claire turned off the lampshade beside her and hugged Zayne, who snuggled into her. Her eyes met Zekiel’s from the other side of the bed, their children nestled between them. ‘I love you,’ Zekiel whispered into the air, and the woman understood, replying softly. ‘I love you too.’ --- THE NEXT MORNING, Claire woke up early and saw that her family was still fast asleep. She quietly walked to the veranda and opened it to breathe in the fresh air. She closed her eyes, savoring the p
Everyone had dinner together after arriving at Zekiel’s house. The noise around them never stopped, especially because of the kids—Bea and Dylan’s child was there. “What’s your baby’s name again, Bea?” Quinn asked with a smile, holding the baby’s tiny hands. “His name is Fritz.” “What a beautiful name, baby boy! And you’re so cute!” Quinn cooed happily. “Do you want one like him?” Bea teased, grinning as Quinn nodded while playing with the baby. “Then tell your boyfriend that,” Bea added, making Quinn widen her eyes in shock as she stared at her friend. “How did you two even happen?! I was only gone for a few months, and now you and Kuya are together?!” Claire pretended to scold her friend, making Bea burst into laughter at her reaction. “W-wait! I had nothing to do with that—“ ”Oh, Claire! Quinn here loves me so much—she’s absolutely obsessed with me,” Quinn’s eyes nearly popped out when Timothy suddenly appeared. “You’re so shameless! You twisted the whole story!”