The Ricafort family is currently having dinner. With them is Samantha, who seems to be thoroughly enjoying the food served on the table.
Everyone is chatting happily except for Brandon, who looks very serious and uninterested in the meal. Amery still occupies his thoughts. He keeps thinking about how she left with Anton Madrigal, not taking her personal belongings, the 20 million pesos, or the villa he had offered her. "Where is Amery, by the way? Isn't she coming down to join us for dinner tonight?" Brandon's father asked with a tone of curiosity. "We're divorced," Brandon replied, looking down. "We’ll handle the formalities and get the divorce certificate soon." "Divorced? Why?!" Señor Emilio exclaimed in shock. "Honey, I told you already... Amery is not suited for our son. It was only your father who insisted on their marriage," Señora Carmela explained with a sigh. "Enough with the pretense. Now that Amery is willing to separate, both she and Brandon can have better lives. After all, we all know Samantha is the one Brandon truly loves." The lady smiled as she glanced at Samantha, who wore an equally bright smile. Señor Emilio ignored his wife and turned back to Brandon. "Marriage is not a game, son... especially when it involves Amery." Brandon scratched his eyebrow in frustration. "The divorce papers are already signed, Dad. Besides, Amery left without taking a single cent." "Oh, at least that provincial girl has some pride," Señora Carmela chimed in. "But is she just trying to gain sympathy? Oh, I hope she doesn’t spread rumors that we treated her poorly." Brandon's face darkened at his mother's words. "Aren't you rushing things, Brandon? Your grandfather is still unwell... how will you explain this to him?" Señor Emilio said, his concern evident. He feared that the old man would be upset by Brandon's decision. "I’ll tell him the truth. Besides, Samantha and I are getting engaged next month, and we’ll marry as soon as possible." Hearing this, Samantha's face lit up with a huge smile, her gaze fixed on Brandon’s handsome features. "You're being ridiculous! Are you just going to throw away the three years you've been together? This will ruin your reputation!" "The hell I care. Amery is not the woman I want as my wife," Brandon responded firmly and directly, his voice devoid of regret. "Uncle Emilio, please don’t blame Brandon. If there’s anyone to blame, it’s me," Samantha said softly. --- If there was one thing Brandon disliked about Amery, it was her plain looks and lack of presence. She was overly conservative in how she dressed and spoke, and her actions were always calculated. In their three years together, Brandon only noticed one quality in her—obedience. She never said no. It seemed like she would do anything his family asked of her, never once complaining. But Brandon thought, what was the point of all that? No matter what Amery did, she would never be the woman he wanted as his wife. One night, Brandon and Samantha decided to take a walk along the shore. They quietly enjoyed the fresh air under the moonlight when something caught their attention. They heard the sound of fireworks bursting in succession. When they looked up at the sky, they saw the fireworks form the words "Happy Birthday!" "Wow, it turns out someone’s celebrating a birthday! I wonder who it is. They’re so lucky to be given such a special greeting," Samantha said in amazement as she watched the firework display. She sighed, seemingly envious. At that moment, Brandon’s vision blurred. He couldn’t explain the slight tightness in his chest. Amery suddenly crossed his mind… it was her birthday today. Could the fireworks be for her? Could it be a gift for her from Anton Madrigal? Before he could recover from his thoughts, a familiar voice reached his ears. He also caught sight of a cruise ship moving not far from the shore. He squinted to see the people on deck, all elegantly dressed, and was stunned to recognize Anton and Amery among them! "Oh my! That’s Amery, isn’t it? Who’s the man with her? They seem very close…" Samantha asked, her shock evident. Brandon’s brows furrowed, and his face darkened. The veins in his hands and arms became visible as he clenched his fists tightly. He had known it! Even before their divorce was finalized, here was Amery already itching to replace him! Brandon trembled with anger as he watched Anton and Amery embrace. He couldn’t help but wonder why Amery had cried to him during their separation if she already had another man to turn to. The cruise ship made two loops around the sea before the passengers disembarked. Brandon clearly saw Anton wrap an arm around Amery’s waist as they walked off the ship. "Amery!" Samantha suddenly called out when they got close to them. Hearing her name, Amery froze in place, her body visibly tensing. Slowly, she turned to face Samantha and Brandon.Madrigal MansionIn front of a luxurious mansion, a black Rolls-Royce was parked. Armand, the second son of Señor Alejandro and Señora Minerva Madrigal, personally opened its door."Welcome back, Your Highness!" The young man bowed as Avrielle stepped onto the red carpet.Under the bright lights, Avrielle’s beauty shone even more. Her feet, now in stilettos, had been wearing rubber shoes earlier. She had changed them while inside the car. Now, she felt like a princess returning to her palace."Brother Armand, how is everything here?" she asked as they walked into the mansion."We're good… but things feel different now that you're back. By the way, did you like my birthday present to you? I heard it went viral on social media!" Armand’s face was filled with excitement and joy.Avrielle’s face lit up as she recalled the fireworks display. "Of course, Brother Armand! I really loved it. I even heard whispers earlier on the cruise that the woman who received that must be incredibly lucky.
After the board meeting, Brandon immediately called his secretary into his office."How is the investigation on Amery going, Xander?" Brandon asked right away.The secretary avoided looking at him and instead turned his gaze toward the glass wall of the office, steering clear of his boss's intense stare."I'm sorry, Mr. Ricafort... but there's still no progress in the investigation," Xander said, wiping the beads of sweat off his forehead. "After Ms. Amery left that night, she never returned to her previous workplace. We also went to the address of her former residence, but it turned out that the address was fake. No one with the surname Dela Cerna lived there.""Fake address?" Brandon frowned deeply, glaring at his secretary in disbelief.Xander quickly responded, "Yes, Mr. Ricafort. We also went to the police station to inquire, but they couldn't find any record of Ms. Amery."Brandon was confused. What kind of person had he married? Could she possibly be a secret agent?"She left w
When Avrielle started working at the company, rumors among the employees never ceased. Most of them were envious, especially the senior executives who had long been vying for the position she now held. “Oh my goodness, this is crazy! Don’t they know that the new president of Madrigal Corporation is the legitimate and only daughter of the owner? Have they lost their minds?” Ella, Avrielle’s secretary, expressed her frustration, sitting in the passenger seat of the car. Avrielle couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh, I don’t care about what they say. You’re just overreacting!” She glanced at Ella’s face in the rearview mirror, noticing her pout and flushed cheeks of annoyance. Unable to resist, Avrielle reached over and pinched one of Ella’s cheeks. “Avrielle, you are the future president of our company. Can you act like someone in power and stop touching Ella like that?” Avrielle immediately withdrew her hand when Anton, the man seated next to her, reprimanded her sternly. “Why? Are male bo
Three consecutive knocks captured the attention of siblings Avrielle and Anton. Following that, the office door swung open, and Ella rushed inside."Ms. Avrielle, I just found out that our supplier for hotel beddings and furniture is Aishi Home Furnishing. Mr. Gallardo is the one handling the contract.""Uh... oh..." Anton glanced at his sister with a smirk, waiting for her reaction.Avrielle crossed her legs and stared straight at the secretary, her gaze sharp and piercing."Tell the Finance Department to sort out all the hotel accounts for the past two years. Also, contact a new supplier for beddings and furniture. I don’t want anything from Aishi.""Such a big deal?" Anton raised an eyebrow."Aishi Home Furnishing is owned by Ash Gonzaga," Avrielle replied quickly, referring to Samantha’s sibling."So, you’re seeking revenge?""No, of course not! Their beddings look cheap. I’ve heard they wear out quickly and are stiff. They’re not comfortable to sleep on. I don’t want our guests c
It seems that the old man has been recharged with energy and vibrance when he saw Avrielle inside his room“Amery, Amery, come here to Grandpa!” Don Simeon called out affectionately, his arms spread wide open.Avrielle immediately approached and embraced the old man. She kissed him on the forehead before sitting down beside him.“How are you, Grandpa? Are you still feeling unwell?” she asked, gently holding Don Simeon’s hands.“My grandchild, no matter how lousy I feel, just seeing you makes me feel as if I’m getting better in an instant!” His voice brimmed with happiness—but that quickly faded into sorrow as his gaze fell upon Brandon.“Oh, why are you sad?” she asked.“Is it true what that gossip said—that you two are divorced?”Avrielle lowered her head and nodded softly. “Yes, Grandpa. It’s true—Brandon and I are divorced.” Her eyes glistened as she fought back tears.“You evil bastard!” Don Simeon thundered at Brandon. “You truly have no heart! You had the best wife—someone like
"Oh my God! Are you okay?" Señora Carmela asked Samantha in a panicked voice. She was lying face down on the floor, and it was hard to tell if Señora Carmela was worried or trying not to laugh.Brandon quickly rushed over to them. He tried to help Samantha up, but she deliberately refused to move and instead started crying dramatically."Honey, it hurts... it hurts so much..." Samantha whimpered, flaring her nostrils. "Hurry up, carry me." She winced as pain shot through her knee.Brandon sighed and complied, lifting her up. As soon as she was standing properly, Samantha clung to him."Honey, Amery pushed me." She immediately tattled, pointing at Avrielle.Avrielle raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms over her chest while giving Samantha a cold stare."What?" Brandon asked in confusion."Are you sure I pushed you?" Avrielle couldn’t even be annoyed; instead, she burst into laughter at Samantha’s over-the-top acting."What do you think? Do you expect me to push myself?!""Not impossibl
Avrielle held the steering wheel with confidence as she drove down the highway. She was even singing along to the song Queen of the Night.She wasn’t afraid that Brandon was having her investigated. What she couldn’t understand was why a man who had abandoned her for three years was suddenly so interested in her now.She thought to herself that men were truly mean. You chase after them, love them, and all they give you in return is pain. But the moment you start ignoring them and treating them as unimportant, that’s when they start pestering you.When Avrielle glanced at the rearview mirror, her brows furrowed. Not far behind her car, she spotted Brandon’s Lamborghini."So, you want to follow me, huh?"The corner of Avrielle’s lips lifted, and she firmly stepped on the accelerator.Dust flew up as she sped off, leaving a trail behind her.Meanwhile, Brandon sat in the passenger seat, serious and focused, while Xander drove."Hurry up! We might lose sight of her car.""Mr. Ricafort, Ms
Avrielle turned off the speakerphone and stepped away from her siblings. She went to her room."Hurry up, I'm busy," she said irritably to Brandon on the other line."Why did you change your contact number?""Why, is that not allowed? Of course, it's part of my new life.""But what if Grandpa suddenly looks for you? I won’t be able to contact you. Give me your new phone number."A smirk formed on Avrielle’s lips. A sarcastic laugh escaped her mouth."You know, it’s easy to find me. Just call Anton, and you’ll definitely track me down.""Tsk. You’re really itching to replace me, huh? And what do you call me in front of your lover?""Brandon!" Avrielle's ears burned with anger at Brandon’s words. She clenched her fists tightly in frustration."You’re so foolish to think of getting back at me this way. Do you think I care about whoever you choose to be with?" Brandon added mockingly, laughing. "I just don’t want Grandpa to be disappointed in you. I don’t want him to realize in the end th
Avrielle turned off the speakerphone and stepped away from her siblings. She went to her room."Hurry up, I'm busy," she said irritably to Brandon on the other line."Why did you change your contact number?""Why, is that not allowed? Of course, it's part of my new life.""But what if Grandpa suddenly looks for you? I won’t be able to contact you. Give me your new phone number."A smirk formed on Avrielle’s lips. A sarcastic laugh escaped her mouth."You know, it’s easy to find me. Just call Anton, and you’ll definitely track me down.""Tsk. You’re really itching to replace me, huh? And what do you call me in front of your lover?""Brandon!" Avrielle's ears burned with anger at Brandon’s words. She clenched her fists tightly in frustration."You’re so foolish to think of getting back at me this way. Do you think I care about whoever you choose to be with?" Brandon added mockingly, laughing. "I just don’t want Grandpa to be disappointed in you. I don’t want him to realize in the end th
Avrielle held the steering wheel with confidence as she drove down the highway. She was even singing along to the song Queen of the Night.She wasn’t afraid that Brandon was having her investigated. What she couldn’t understand was why a man who had abandoned her for three years was suddenly so interested in her now.She thought to herself that men were truly mean. You chase after them, love them, and all they give you in return is pain. But the moment you start ignoring them and treating them as unimportant, that’s when they start pestering you.When Avrielle glanced at the rearview mirror, her brows furrowed. Not far behind her car, she spotted Brandon’s Lamborghini."So, you want to follow me, huh?"The corner of Avrielle’s lips lifted, and she firmly stepped on the accelerator.Dust flew up as she sped off, leaving a trail behind her.Meanwhile, Brandon sat in the passenger seat, serious and focused, while Xander drove."Hurry up! We might lose sight of her car.""Mr. Ricafort, Ms
"Oh my God! Are you okay?" Señora Carmela asked Samantha in a panicked voice. She was lying face down on the floor, and it was hard to tell if Señora Carmela was worried or trying not to laugh.Brandon quickly rushed over to them. He tried to help Samantha up, but she deliberately refused to move and instead started crying dramatically."Honey, it hurts... it hurts so much..." Samantha whimpered, flaring her nostrils. "Hurry up, carry me." She winced as pain shot through her knee.Brandon sighed and complied, lifting her up. As soon as she was standing properly, Samantha clung to him."Honey, Amery pushed me." She immediately tattled, pointing at Avrielle.Avrielle raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms over her chest while giving Samantha a cold stare."What?" Brandon asked in confusion."Are you sure I pushed you?" Avrielle couldn’t even be annoyed; instead, she burst into laughter at Samantha’s over-the-top acting."What do you think? Do you expect me to push myself?!""Not impossibl
It seems that the old man has been recharged with energy and vibrance when he saw Avrielle inside his room“Amery, Amery, come here to Grandpa!” Don Simeon called out affectionately, his arms spread wide open.Avrielle immediately approached and embraced the old man. She kissed him on the forehead before sitting down beside him.“How are you, Grandpa? Are you still feeling unwell?” she asked, gently holding Don Simeon’s hands.“My grandchild, no matter how lousy I feel, just seeing you makes me feel as if I’m getting better in an instant!” His voice brimmed with happiness—but that quickly faded into sorrow as his gaze fell upon Brandon.“Oh, why are you sad?” she asked.“Is it true what that gossip said—that you two are divorced?”Avrielle lowered her head and nodded softly. “Yes, Grandpa. It’s true—Brandon and I are divorced.” Her eyes glistened as she fought back tears.“You evil bastard!” Don Simeon thundered at Brandon. “You truly have no heart! You had the best wife—someone like
Three consecutive knocks captured the attention of siblings Avrielle and Anton. Following that, the office door swung open, and Ella rushed inside."Ms. Avrielle, I just found out that our supplier for hotel beddings and furniture is Aishi Home Furnishing. Mr. Gallardo is the one handling the contract.""Uh... oh..." Anton glanced at his sister with a smirk, waiting for her reaction.Avrielle crossed her legs and stared straight at the secretary, her gaze sharp and piercing."Tell the Finance Department to sort out all the hotel accounts for the past two years. Also, contact a new supplier for beddings and furniture. I don’t want anything from Aishi.""Such a big deal?" Anton raised an eyebrow."Aishi Home Furnishing is owned by Ash Gonzaga," Avrielle replied quickly, referring to Samantha’s sibling."So, you’re seeking revenge?""No, of course not! Their beddings look cheap. I’ve heard they wear out quickly and are stiff. They’re not comfortable to sleep on. I don’t want our guests c
When Avrielle started working at the company, rumors among the employees never ceased. Most of them were envious, especially the senior executives who had long been vying for the position she now held. “Oh my goodness, this is crazy! Don’t they know that the new president of Madrigal Corporation is the legitimate and only daughter of the owner? Have they lost their minds?” Ella, Avrielle’s secretary, expressed her frustration, sitting in the passenger seat of the car. Avrielle couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh, I don’t care about what they say. You’re just overreacting!” She glanced at Ella’s face in the rearview mirror, noticing her pout and flushed cheeks of annoyance. Unable to resist, Avrielle reached over and pinched one of Ella’s cheeks. “Avrielle, you are the future president of our company. Can you act like someone in power and stop touching Ella like that?” Avrielle immediately withdrew her hand when Anton, the man seated next to her, reprimanded her sternly. “Why? Are male bo
After the board meeting, Brandon immediately called his secretary into his office."How is the investigation on Amery going, Xander?" Brandon asked right away.The secretary avoided looking at him and instead turned his gaze toward the glass wall of the office, steering clear of his boss's intense stare."I'm sorry, Mr. Ricafort... but there's still no progress in the investigation," Xander said, wiping the beads of sweat off his forehead. "After Ms. Amery left that night, she never returned to her previous workplace. We also went to the address of her former residence, but it turned out that the address was fake. No one with the surname Dela Cerna lived there.""Fake address?" Brandon frowned deeply, glaring at his secretary in disbelief.Xander quickly responded, "Yes, Mr. Ricafort. We also went to the police station to inquire, but they couldn't find any record of Ms. Amery."Brandon was confused. What kind of person had he married? Could she possibly be a secret agent?"She left w
Madrigal MansionIn front of a luxurious mansion, a black Rolls-Royce was parked. Armand, the second son of Señor Alejandro and Señora Minerva Madrigal, personally opened its door."Welcome back, Your Highness!" The young man bowed as Avrielle stepped onto the red carpet.Under the bright lights, Avrielle’s beauty shone even more. Her feet, now in stilettos, had been wearing rubber shoes earlier. She had changed them while inside the car. Now, she felt like a princess returning to her palace."Brother Armand, how is everything here?" she asked as they walked into the mansion."We're good… but things feel different now that you're back. By the way, did you like my birthday present to you? I heard it went viral on social media!" Armand’s face was filled with excitement and joy.Avrielle’s face lit up as she recalled the fireworks display. "Of course, Brother Armand! I really loved it. I even heard whispers earlier on the cruise that the woman who received that must be incredibly lucky.
The Ricafort family is currently having dinner. With them is Samantha, who seems to be thoroughly enjoying the food served on the table.Everyone is chatting happily except for Brandon, who looks very serious and uninterested in the meal.Amery still occupies his thoughts. He keeps thinking about how she left with Anton Madrigal, not taking her personal belongings, the 20 million pesos, or the villa he had offered her."Where is Amery, by the way? Isn't she coming down to join us for dinner tonight?" Brandon's father asked with a tone of curiosity."We're divorced," Brandon replied, looking down. "We’ll handle the formalities and get the divorce certificate soon.""Divorced? Why?!" Señor Emilio exclaimed in shock."Honey, I told you already... Amery is not suited for our son. It was only your father who insisted on their marriage," Señora Carmela explained with a sigh. "Enough with the pretense. Now that Amery is willing to separate, both she and Brandon can have better lives. After a