The garden behind Adalfo Garcia’s luxurious house stretched wide, almost as a size of a football field. During his lifetime, Adalfo was very fond of gardening.
There were different kind of trees and colorful flowers scattered symmetrically all across the garden. Adalfo hired a skilled gardener to take a special care of his garden. A greenhouse was built in the east side of the garden for plants needing specific care, especially Adalfo’s favorite flowers.
Siena was watering the various plants in the greenhouse, when she came to realize that Damien Lambert had been suddenly standing behind her. When she turned around, the twenty nine year old lawyer was smiling at her.
“It seems to me that you’ve made yourself at home, Siena…,” Damien greeted.
Siena turned her gaze to the charming French descent man. His pleasant smile and his warm chocolate brown eyes assured her that the man would never have any difficulty to attract women’s attention.
Damien dressed up in a casual look today, gray collared shirt and dark blue jeans, showing off his athletic figure.
“Hi, Damien…. I’ve no idea that you’re coming today,” Siena replied in a cheerful tone.
“I’m used to come without earlier notice. Mister Adalfo asked me to consider this house as my own house. I hope you don’t mind either.”
“Ah, of course not…. Nothing will ever change in this house. You can come whenever you like,” Siena responded, while removing her gardening gloves from her hands.
They both strode out of the greenhouse, aiming towards the gazebo located precisely in the back of the greenhouse. A set of cozy mint-colored sofa awaited them. Siena and Damien sat opposite each other.
“How are you doing, Siena? I notice that you’ve been busy with the journalists lately. But I have to admit, you’re really good at avoiding them,” said Damien, with a hint of a smile on his charming face.
Siena exhaled sharply, showing a wry smile on her face. “Like or dislike, I must learn to deal with them, just like what Grandpa did before.”
Ever since Adalfo passed away, Siena could not understand how the media miraculously found out that she had become the single heiress of Adalfo Garcia. The news was absolutely shocking.
The problem was everyone knew that Adalfo still had a grandson, Alfonso Garcia. Even though the relationship between the grandfather and the grandson was always complicated, nobody had ever expected that Adalfo would prefer to leave all his inheritances to Siena.
The media began to dig into Siena’s past brutally. Some traced her past down to her mother, Sakura Mori, who once served as Adalfo’s private nurse.
The cold-blooded journalists who were always hungry for sensational news began to make a wild prejudice. They accused Sakura and Adalfo of having an affair, neglecting the fact that Adalfo was more appropriate to be Sakura’s father!
Siena did not let the gossip bother her. She knew exactly how the media worked.
She had no intention to get into trouble with the media, and did not want to deal with them either. She chose the same way as Adalfo had always done, stayed away and remained silent.
Damien was staring at the girl who sat in front of him. He only knew Siena for several days, but he could not understand why, this girl was making him curious.
When he wrote the testament on behalf of Adalfo, Adalfo indeed told him about Siena. But now that he had met Siena personally, he felt the urge to know more about Siena.
There was something that made Siena stood out from other women, but what was that? Was it because of her courage, her intelligence, or her innocence instead?
Oriental look was usually not his favorite type. But he had to admit to himself, it was Siena’s face instead, that lingered in his mind ever since they met each other.
Siena’s straight brown hair and petite body might be not as attractive as blonde hair and sensual figure, the typical of most of the women whom he dated. But when everything in Siena was compiled together, it created a combination that made him unable to turn his face away from her.
Damien rubbed his face with his right hand. What was wrong with him?
“Is there something you want to talk about, Damien?” Siena’s voice jarred Damien out of his thoughts.
“Oh…,” Damien cleared his throat. “Yes, actually there’s one thing. I come here as I have promised you before, at the time when I came to Mister Adalfo’s funeral.”
Damien took out a plastic folder from a messenger bag he was holding. “This is Mister Adalfo’s last will and testament. You must have been waiting for this, Siena…. With the testament in your hand, everything you possess is legal. No one, I repeat, no one can ever sue you anymore, not even Alfonso Garcia himself,” he declared firmly.
“How do you…? Do you know that Alfonso Garcia paid me a visit yesterday?” Siena was startled.
“Yes, I heard about it from Lucio. I think, as Mister Adalfo’s butler, he simply wants to protect you, Siena…. He’s worried about Alfonso trying to threaten you,” Damien explained.
Siena remembered her encounter with Alfonso that day. Something in her heart told her that Alfonso would not easily surrender to gain back his grandfather’s possessions.
“He said, he would bring this case to the court,” she informed.
Damien laughed out loud. “He won’t be able to do anything. This testament is legally valid. Mister Adalfo himself asked me to write on behalf of him and register it to the notary. Every process had even been finished before Mister Adalfo passed away. So, obviously Alfonso can’t sue you. He will be just humiliating himself if he dares to bring this case to the court,” he responded leisurely.
“I know. But I’m still not feeling at ease. I have a feeling…, Alfonso will not stop just like that. He has been living a comfortable high life. But as a matter of fact, he intentionally returned to Los Angeles just to demand for his grandfather’s inheritance. It’s impossible that he would fly all the way from New York to Los Angeles just to threaten me, and then return without any result,” Siena argued.
“Huh!” Damien grunted. “He didn’t even show his face on Mister Adalfo’s funeral day. But when it comes to inheritance, he’s showing no sign of giving up. What a despicable man!” he berated Alfonso.
“Don’t worry, Siena…. Just ignore that man. He has been ignoring his own grandfather for too long. Now, we can see by ourselves, what kind of person he is. His greed knows no bounds,” he kept on taunting Alfonso in front of Siena.
“I don’t know. I don’t think he’s the kind of man that can be easily ignored,” Siena mumbled.
“All you have to do is to focus on the testament. Now, it’s yours. I’m giving it all to you, Siena….” Damien handed the transparent plastic folder to Siena.
Hesitating for a moment, Siena eventually reached out her hands, accepting the folder from Damien. Opening the folder, she took out a bundle of document from inside.
She skipped some front pages of the document containing elaborate texts about law she did not understand. Suddenly, her eyes were fixed upon a certain part of the document.
“What does it mean? Mister Adalfo wanted me to manage his five overseas assets? But he didn’t mention what kind of assets,” Siena protested.
“There’s an attachment on the last part of the document, keep on reading.”
Siena’s brows were pulled together as soon as she reached the part Damien had mentioned earlier. Her mouth opened and closed without a voice.
“Damien…. What is this…?” Siena lifted her gaze, staring at Damien with her eyes wide opened.
Damien’s lips now curved up in a smile. “That, Siena, is your duty to solve….”
It took a while for Siena to digest Damien’s words. He was not joking with her, was he? But how could a testament contain a joke?
Siena looked back at the document in her hands, hoping that she might have misread it. She even rubbed her eyes for a while, but the texts did not change.
What kind of game was Adalfo playing with her? Oh, this couldn’t be serious! Siena knew that her adopted grandfather was very fond of reading detective and mystery novels, but this was hard to believe.
The message written on the attachment of Adalfo’s testament was:
The first overseas asset inherited to Siena Mori to be managed is:
Drumbrazil, amaryllis, dahlia, anthurium, lavender, fuschia, orchid, honeysuckle, oleander, tulip, echinacea, lily.
Siena read the attachment of Adalfo’s testament for one more time. Every flower name written was found in Adalfo’s greenhouse, except for one. What was Drumbrazil? She creased her brows again. It was Saturday, one day after Damien handed over the testament, and Siena was in the greenhouse now. Determined to solve the riddle given by her adopted grandfather, she observed the flowerpot one by one according to its name written on the paper. She lifted the first stone flowerpot, it was Amaryllis. Was there a message on the bottom side of the pot? There was nothing. She turned the pot from side to side. It was clear, nothing written on it, except for the carving which was the part of the pot design. She exhaled sharply. Did she have to pull out the whole plant one by one, to see inside the pot? Was it possible that Adalfo h
“What are you thinking about?” Damien’s question took Siena back from her drifted mind. They were sitting in a limousine driving them to La Paradise Hotel. “Oh, nothing, I’m just –" “Are you nervous?” Siena bit her bottom lip. “Yes, a little bit nervous….” Damien stretched his right hand, took Siena’s hands and held them. “Don’t be nervous, you’re a brave girl. Besides, you look so wonderful tonight,” he praised Siena, who was wearing a cherry red midi dress with off-shoulder model. The dress clung to her body in all the right places, showing her beautiful figure, making Damien unable to turn his gaze away. Siena found it hard to respond. But something in Damien’s warm touch made her heart skip a beat. He was such a nice person, willing to acco
Alfonso and Gloria stepped into a white Audi car. Alfonso drove the car quickly, leaving La Paradise Hotel. After silence reigned for a moment, Gloria turned her face to Alfonso who suddenly became voiceless. “So that was Siena Mori? She looked so different tonight. Huh! She must have spent old Adalfo’s money to afford for expensive cosmetics and glamorous dress. But still, she looked so old-fashioned, not worthy to be a billionaire,” Gloria taunted. Alfonso remained silent. He rubbed his stubbly chin with his right hand, trying to take Siena’s image out of his mind. “Honey Bear…,” Gloria started whining again. Alfonso reluctantly turned his face to his woman. “I saw the way you looked at Siena. You’re not drunk, are you? Don’t tell me that you find her beautiful….” Alfonso chuckle
Siena zipped her suitcase closed. Everything she needed was already in the suitcase. Now it was time to prepare her sling bag. All she needed were her purse, passport, private stuffs, and the photograph of Adalfo and her mother which she always brought anywhere with her. In two more hours, Adalfo’s private jet would fly her and Damien to Dubai. Suddenly she heard the sound of footsteps approaching, as if someone was running to her bedroom. Knock! Knock! Siena opened the door. “Lucio? What is it?” The loyal butler was standing in front of her. His face somehow looked pale and sweaty. “Miss Siena…,” he stuttered. She creased her brows. “What happen, Lucio?” “Mister Alfonso Garcia is waiting for you in the living room.” &nbs
Flashback: Two months ago. Siena walked in a hurry along the pavement crowded by pedestrians, and entered a café at her left side. The glass wall café was dominated by soft pastel colors. It was just seven thirty AM, but the café was already crowded by customers enjoying their breakfast. “Welcome to Cheers Café!” a friendly voice greeted. “Good morning, Brian! My order, please…,” Siena replied, flashing a smile to the barista standing behind the counter. The man with oriental look was smiling warmly, forming a soft crease near his eyes. His lean body was just a little bit taller than Siena. His black hair and black irises typical of Asian combined with his chubby face made the man look warm-hearted and friendly. “Green tea latte, less ice, ready to go. You’re late
Flashback: Two months ago. Siena arrived at a tenth floor building locating couple blocks from Cheers Café. Angels Daily office was on the eighth floor of the building. Though it was just a small company, but Siena really enjoyed her job here. She also made a good living. Well, not a luxurious living, but the satisfaction was more valuable than the amount of her salary. “Siena! Hold the door!” A scream was coming from outside, when Siena was already in the lift. Siena immediately pushed the ‘open’ button. A girl at her age ran hastily into the lift, with a backpack on her shoulders, a paper cup in her left hand, and a plastic folder in her right hand. It seemed like she was having a difficult time to bring all her goods. “Thanks, Siena Chan! You’re the best!” the girl greeted, chuckling.
Flashback: A month ago. CRAAACKK!! Alfonso Garcia smashed his own cellphone onto his desk violently. It was not shattered, but at least the screen would be cracked. He was not even bothered anymore. The pain was suffocating him. He felt as if his heart was burning. He had just finished reading the article on Angels Daily column, nothing else but the article about Adalfo Garcia’s life story, his grandfather. He could hardly believe it, why would Adalfo willingly reveal his life story on a media like that? It was just not his grandfather’s common behavior. What made Alfonso enraged the most was Adalfo’s honest confession about how his grandfather had become the reason behind his parents’ separation. This was Adalfo’s confession: “It was I who should be bl
Flashback: A week ago. A black limousine stopped in front of a luxurious house in Beverly Hills. Siena rushed out from the car. Adalfo sent his private driver to pick her up. He wanted to see her immediately. Heart pounding, Siena frantically ran to Adalfo’s bedroom. Lucio said Adalfo had been lying in his bed for the past two days. She knew Adalfo had coronary heart disease, and he had undergone the bypass surgery once. But his condition was getting worse lately. “Grandpa…,” Siena called out, standing in front of Adalfo’s room. Her heart was racing, her chest was moving up and down trying to breathe. Adalfo lay in a jumbo size bed in the middle of the large bedroom. He turned his gaze at Siena. “Hi, Siena…. Come…,” he requested in a weak voice.
“What does it mean?” Siena’s brows knotted in confusion. “But today is not my birthday.”Ah, it had to be a code, Siena thought. Alfonso intentionally played a prank on her right on their wedding day!She searched for a pen and started to scribble on the paper. “My birthday is on September 17th. Probably it’s the key to shift the letters. Hmm, let me try.”She wrote down her answer on the paper.HVCPAQFKXDR17917917917ICLQHXGRGEY“That’s odd. It has no meaning!” Siena did a double take at the result. “Or… I should shift the letters to left, not to right!”She scribbled again on the paper.HVCPAQFKXDR17917917917GOTOTHEDOCK&n
“By the power vested in me, I pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride.”As soon as the pastor finished his sentences, Alfonso took Siena in his arms, caressed her cheeks blushing beautifully with the softest touch, and locked their lips in an affectionate kiss. All the guests were applauding and cheering for them.Everything ran according to Siena’s wish on her very special day. She did not wish for a luxurious party, expensive gifts, or fancy wedding dress like a Disney princess. All she wanted was to exchange their wedding vows faithfully and to have the people she loved around her.Once the wedding ceremony was over, Alfonso and Siena got hugs and kisses from Stefano, Carlo, as well as Irina who came all the way from Melbourne. Suddenly….“Siena Chan! Congratulations!” Who
Alfonso entered the bedroom with his face shining. Siena had changed into her nightgown and sat with her head leaning on the headboard. She turned her gaze at him instantly.“You look happy…. It seems like I don’t have to worry about anything you talked with Dad,” Siena said.Alfonso showed a wide grin on his face. “I have just got a Dad today.”Siena gasped. “Is that true? Dad has asked you to call him Dad?”Alfonso answered with a nod. “Yup!”“Oh, Alf, I’m so happy to hear that!” She opened her arms wide to hug Alfonso.Alfonso took a seat next to her and held her tight. “I can’t imagine I have a complete family now. I have a wife I love the most, a wise father, a freaky
For Alfonso, today had to be one of the most special days in his entire life. He had lost Siena for more than three months, struggling to survive with his broken heart, even enduring his life as if a zombie, his body was alive but his mind and his soul was empty.Those miserable days had passed. Now Siena returned to him. Even more than he dared to imagine, he got Siena back together with their unborn baby!“Don’t you want to eat, Cherry? I haven’t seen you eat anything tonight,” Alfonso spoke, looking worried.Tonight, their engagement party took place in the spacious back yard of the house. De Martini was a renowned and very important noble family in Siena City. No wonder the guests just kept on coming.Alfonso insisted that Siena sit on the sofa inside the gazebo throughout the party. He did not want her
“Good day, Mister Stefano.” Alfonso decided to greet first. “Carlo, Damien….” He nodded to the three of them.Stefano’s gaze fell on Alfonso’s and Siena’s hands holding each other. “Siena, you scared us to death. Did Alfonso hurt you?” Clearly Stefano ignored Alfonso’s greeting on purpose.“No, Dad. Alfonso will never hurt me,” Siena gave a quick reply. “Dad, please let us explain everything.”“I believe everything is as clear as crystal for me. You choose to hurt the heart of a very good man like Damien only to return to a man who has obviously hurt you before,” Stefano retorted in a stern voice.“Dad, it’s my mistake. Alfonso has never hurt me. I knew he had nothing to do with Gloria’s problem, but when he came
It took a moment for Alfonso’s words to sink in Siena’s mind. But all she could do was staring at him with her eyes wide opened and her jaw fell to the floor.“I beg you please don’t marry Damien. I want you to be mine only. Marry me, Cherry…,” Alfonso said it loud and clear, the words warming her heart.“Alf….”“Yes, Cherry?”“Did you realize you just asked me to marry you? In a locked garage where you have just kidnapped me right on the day I’m supposed to get engaged to Damien?”Alfonso seemed to ponder for a moment. “Well…, I could have done something more insane if you want me to. I could appear out of nowhere at your house and shout loudly to prevent Damien from putting the engagement ring on y
“You look as pretty as a picture, Siena,” said Viola, a woman around her forties who was Siena’s make-up artist today.Right now Siena was having her beauty treatment in a professional salon before her engagement party. At first she planned to do her own make-up, but Carlo insisted that she had to look special on this very special day.So she reluctantly went to the salon with Pino driving her here, while Stefano, Carlo, and Damien were preparing for tonight’s party in her house.“Don’t you think… it’s too much for me?” Siena hesitated as she saw her reflection in the mirror, since she never liked overdone make-up and preferred natural one.“Absolutely not. Your make-up is perfect for a very special occasion,” Viola convinced her with a smile.&
As Alfonso drove his car entering the front yard of his house, he felt suspicious seeing a white limousine car was parked at the public garden locating right across the house. Not many people would feel convenient to drive a limousine everywhere since it attracted too much attention. Who was the owner of the car, a Hollywood celebrity looking for attention on purpose?Alfonso strode into the house and came to a halt immediately as he scented an odd smell, the smell that reminded him of something familiar.He hurried his steps, his eyes searching everywhere until he finally saw what he had suspected before. Carlo was sitting in the family room of his house smoking cigar!“I believe it’s time for me to hire some bodyguards to keep my house safe. What do you think you are doing, barging into my house at your pleasure?” Alfonso sounded irritated.
Alfonso got out from his car. His gaze landed on Brian and Gloria sitting next to each other in front of their mobile coffee shop and staring at him with serious expression.“How are you doing, Alfonso?” Gloria greeted first, because Brian just remained silent.“Hi, Gloria. How are you and your baby doing?” Alfonso asked in return, standing in front of them.“We are good, though I feel I’m getting heavier day by day,” Gloria said and tittered at her own joke.“I think you seem more like a fashionable pregnant woman, Gloria,” Alfonso praised, but he glanced over at Brian.He said it only to give his support to Gloria without any intention to flatter. But he knew how possessive Brian could be. And he guessed it right, Brian’s expression cha