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AS VICTOR and LATTON's divorce was known to everyone. Latton has received several invitations to different events, from a business gala to a charity ball, and even an invitation to a group date at the Royal Ascent. She can’t stop smiling while reading its contents. ‘Come and meet other successful single young adults… upper class… Blah... Blah... Blah...’ “Oh, good god.” She mumbles to herself. Soon Thalia and Angeline entered the living room. “What are you laughing about?” Thalia asked enthusiastically. Latton waved the invitation to her mother. “This. Someone wants me to attend this event. It's probably Lucius or Xavier who did this.” She explains. Thalia exhaled, “It's not them. It's me. I think it's time for you to meet new people. There are a lot of men out there. Way better than…” She paused and did not mention his name. “I am concerned about you, Latton.” Thalia sighed profoundly then patted Latton’s back. “Sometimes we meet people that make us feel amazing, and we want the
SHIRLEY and Lucian are having dinner together at the Royal Ascent. He tries his best to calm himself and remain professional throughout their dinner. When suddenly he catches a glimpse of someone familiar. "Xavier Vaughn," he mumbled to himself. Then he excuses himself to go to the restroom. He followed Xavier into the third-floor VVIP area and at the door, he saw the signage. 'The Royal Mixer: Group dating' He is about to leave when he sees Xavier enter the room. When, suddenly, he bumps into a lady. Due to the force, the lady stumbles on the floor. "I'm sorry," he uttered while extending his hand. The lady did not speak and slowly held his hand and stood up. She kept her head low and Lucian noticed she was avoiding his gaze. He lowered his head and tilted to the side. "Latton?" He mumbles in surprise. His heart was pounding loudly. "What did you do to your hair?" He inquired. Head still lowered, "Got a haircut and hair color." She stated uncomfortably. Her hair is cut short
LUCIAN leans on the wall. He wanted to march to her, grab her hand, and take her away from the guy she was talking to, but he couldn’t. He doesn’t have the right to do it. He listened to their conversation that felt like forever, but even as time passed the glee in her voice never changed. When he heard the guy invite her to go to a different venue, he instantly felt a pit in his stomach. There was a voice shouting in his head. “Say no!” “Say no!” “Please, say no!” But to his disappointment, she said yes. He couldn’t take it anymore, and with a heavy heart, he left. “Let me call my cousin first. He might get worried.” She commented. Theo grinned, “Sure, I’m texting my client now.” He replied. She frowns as her calls can’t reach Xavier. “I think my cousin turned off his phone or his battery is dead.” She remarks. “Do you want to go back to the mixer?” He suggested. She nods. Shortly, both of them walked to the VVIP room. Theo stood in the bar area while Latton looked for Xavi
THE car honks at her. She felt a lump on her chest. “I should have taken the key with me or driven that damn car,” she said to herself. The car soon got near her, "Get in the car, Latton. Get in the damn car... Please..." A man yelled in concern. “Lucian,” she mumbled under her breath. She felt an instant relief but hesitated to enter his car. For her, once she rode with him, she would cling and believe him all over again. He opens the passenger car door. “Get in.” He uttered. She glances at his gloomy face. Sensing that no other cars were coming her way, she entered his car. “Why are you here? How did you find me?” She asks curiously. He didn't speak and only drove. "Where are you taking me?" She asks. "I don't know." He replied, as he floored the car. “I saw you get in his vehicle, followed you, then lost you in the intersection. Why are you walking on the roadside?” She lowered her head, “Bad date.” She uttered. “Are your memories back?” She asks. Changing the topic. “No
XAVIER was sleeping soundly in his room when he felt an ominous aura around him. He opens his eyes only to see Latton sitting on the chair staring back at him with a piercing gaze as if she wants to make a hole in him. He gasped, then fell on the bed in fright, “Holy shit! Latton. What the fuck is wrong with you?” He yelled out as he stood up. She smirked, “Who gave you the right to meddle with my affairs?” She exclaimed. Her face conveys disappointment, anger, and exasperation. He swallowed slowly, “I did it for you. That confused man doesn’t deserve you.” He explains guiltily. She shook her head, “And do you think you deserve my kindness, Xavier!?” She screamed in rage. Her voice was so loud that he felt he was a child being scolded by his mother. He then remembered what Lucius had said before. ~She might banish us from the Ripley estate. Our parents, especially our mother, will be devastated.~ He slowly marched towards her and knelt, his forehead touching the floor, “I’m sorry
“I… I don’t know what’s wrong with me…” Malena mumbles while talking to a trauma expert for kidnap victims. “Let’s not focus on what’s wrong, instead let's focus on how you feel.” The trauma expert asks. Malena clasped her hands firmly then heaved deeply, “I kinda missed him.” She uttered in distress. The trauma expert’s eyes narrowed, “Him? Are you referring to your ex-boyfriend?” She inquired in concern. Malena shook her head, “Henri.” She mumbled in a low voice while holding on to her bionic right arm. "He is so gentle and sweet even after he cut off my arm and threatened to kill me. He... He shows that he cares and looks at me with concern." She added stutteringly. Shortly after the session ended, Malena left. “Another case of Stockholm syndrome,” the trauma expert uttered under her breath while completing her notes. MEANWHILE, IN THE Altiplano prison, in Mexico. The guard hit the cell's metal bar, “Hey! Wake up.” The guard yelled. “Your friend might be paying us, but that
SEVERAL years ago... Spring Break... The 16-year-old Henri met the 13-year-old Latton when she entered his tree house located outside their family's estate. For her, he is the only boy she can talk to without triggering her anxiety and, for him, she is the only person that treats him kindly. From one spring break to another, their fondness for each other grew stronger, and they developed emotions for one another. But things were about to change on one normal day. Henri had just turned 18 years old and Latton flew a week early to Ohio to surprise him. She went to the tree house and waited for him patiently. She knew he goes the tree house every day. By six in the evening, he arrived and was surprised to see her there, with a small chocolate cake in hand. She sang him a birthday song and could see how delighted he was. "Come on blow your cake and make a wish," she uttered, smiling from ear to ear. He nodded, then stared into her eyes. The light of the candle was reflected in her da
LATTON can sense the change in Lucian's expression. It pains her to see him like that, but for her, Lucian deserves to hear the truth, no matter how ugly it is. She sighed and with quivering lips, she began to speak, "Back in Mexico, I spent the night with Henri." She mumbled gently. He held the steering wheel firmly and gritted his teeth. "Okay." He muttered as he swallowed slowly. Doing his best to calm his nerves. He laughs awkwardly, unsure how to take it in, "W...we are not an official couple yet... and I... I slept with a lot of women before meeting you. We can call that quits. What matters is us... now," he replied stutteringly. He clears his throat, "He is imprisoned in Mexico, and he is going to stay there, right?" He asks enthusiastically. She glances away, "I reached out to a few influential people and paid for his deportation back to the US where he would be sentenced to stay in a mental institution," she uttered. He nodded then exhaled, "But I want to know, if he di