“Is there anything else that I could be of service to you, Young Master?” The manager asked, slightly sweating in nervousness as Antony kept a straight expression.
He crossed his arms as his posture remained straight and perfect. “Nothing else, please leave us alone for some privacy. Should there be any more instructions, I’ll tell you.” He instructed as he glanced back at Crystal whom seemed to be engrossed in watching the elegant movement of the sea creatures.
The manager vigorously nodded his head and hurriedly left the area, unwilling to possibly anger the man further when he himself couldn’t handle the consequences if ever that happens.
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After their conversation and a few moments of appreciating these animals, they decided to leave the area. Since spending the whole day in the place no longer interests them. Anthony didn’t want to continue staying there anymore as well, after that conversation, they were in brief silence. On one hand, Antony refused to believe her words, yes, change is inevitable but not as fast nor as sudden as this. And judging from the level of her ‘change’ is kind of… off. Like something he doesn’t understand nor accepts to be. It’s impossible from his perspective, but he can’t really put a finger as to what. He doesn’t have the rights to accuse her of what, being someone else? A sudden transformation overnight? No, that’s not scientifically possible, unless
It was a matter of time before the sun finally sets, and only a small hue of orange could be seen on the vast. The clouds slowly dissipating as the darkness arrives, although the dark wasn’t unseeable, it was vivid with bright, twinkling stars scattered around the dark space. Crystal stood in silence while looking at the scenic view, there were not many people around due to the late time. Most people would dare not stay out for too long at night but for others, it was the most peaceful time of the night. “Why are we here?” Crystal asked, glancing over at the young man beside her. Question was evident in her eyes but she dares not to speak too much as her eyes kept focused on the
Silence took place at the once warming scenario, thoughts began to plague Crystal’s mind once again. Thoughts that are supposedly irrelevant but they just won’t stop appearing. No, this isn’t another guilt episode that she’s experiencing, it’s herself. What would become of her if she didn’t do this in the first place? Well, we all got to admit that running away from cops while carrying jewelries or breaking in guarded establishment sounds like a blast of adrenalin indeed. This mission isn’t as bad as the others were but something else other than worrying for physical well-being is what she keeps in thought of; it’s her conscience.
By the blissful breeze of the morning dew, the melody of the birds could be heard at the well-kept garden of the Dencio household. Although, as much as the peaceful morning brought calmness to those who witness it, the household itself was not as peaceful as it is outside it’s cement walls. “I am a very busy man, as you two may have already noticed, what do you two want?” Christian’s stern voice rang from the echoing walls of the grand living room of his villa, the exquisite furniture adoring the golden themed decors of the indoors. The area so big that it could fit more than a hundred people and still have the space to move around. But today’s agenda isn’t as r
“Father, shouldn’t you be thinking about this rationally? We don’t know what kind of person he has grown to be. He might even be the cause of the potential downfall of our company! I’m here, I can help our company strive, our family is already happy as it is, we don’t need anyone ruining that. Please, think about it.” Christian spoke up, in an attempt to somehow convince his father otherwise but the man shook his head. “Christian, let me tell you the story of the Emperor and His Harem.” John Van spoke, his eyes growing serious as he continued. “And then, you will understand me.”
It was a pindrop silence when John Van stood firmly and took his leave, his elegant posture despite his old age was evident of what he can do as well as the identity which he upholds. As the door eventually shuts with a thump, Merry Anne lightly clicked her tongue in dismay before facing her son. “You just had to bring it up of all times, didn’t you?!” She howled in anger towards her son, the fear of being seen was not significant as the only ones in the study are currently the both of them. Christian could only advert his gaze bitterly, although this was supposedly only ‘a simple matter’ he never expected that it will explode into something more d
As the silence continues to rage on, the cool breeze of the afternoon brushed against her tender moist skin as though they were passing through silk in the making. Crystal adverted her gaze before clearing her throat for a brief moment. Christian, having been staring at the woman for quite some time now, perked at the abrupt sound and straightened his own position. “Sorry, what do you want to order? My treat.” In a slightly nervous way, he lifted his hand and motioned for the waitress to give them a copy of the menu. The woman who was leaning by the wall near the elevator gave a curt nod before approaching them with two 2-fold menus, each placed on both sides of the table for both Crystal and Christian. Knowing the identities
It wasn’t long until the somewhat uncomfortable meal ended, Christian took the initiative to drop her off back at the VGC main building, just where he first picked her up just an hour ago. The breeze of the afternoon soon ceased, and maple-colored leaves of the well-maintained flora in the streets grazed upon her silk white skin before eventually slipping off to the cracked cement below. She didn’t wait for the response of anybody, she simply entered the building without further ado. Christian on the other hand, sped away almost immediately after she was dropped off at the aforementioned building.
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The blood in Roses, an organization built and funded by Harry just so he could enact his long plot of revenge. An organization that took several lives, both within and outside the organization, an organization that strives to reach medical and technological advancements, not for the good of the country, but to be used and facilitated for his sole desire to seek revenge against his brother. Now, once Harry Burton, rather, Harry Valencia is his real name, whose remains and ashes are scattered along the dirt, not an urn to keep his remains. He is no more, no longer a threat to the Valencia Household, no longer a threat to anyone else within, and those who could’ve been taken as a weapon of disposal by Harry in the very beginning. As the organization is flourishing, it will be quite a waste to let
The next night commenced, the night that they yearned been waiting for so long. The whole morning, they planned, the scouted the map of the area as given by Cristopher, and Cristopher had not been in contact with Harry ever since. He didn’t bother answering the messages and calls being sent to him by his peers, he didn’t care about anyone else at the moment but to seek revenge. To help Antony get the revenge he thirsts for. Revenge he wants, it is revenge he gets. Night came, the owls hooted at the night. It was peaceful, most of the people in the neighborhood are preparing for their nightly routine. Some would be out having fun,
The same night, the burial ended as Crystal’s coffin was placed neatly onto the mausoleum of the Valencia Household. Antony was immediately given care for his injuries as Carmilla personally took the liberty to calm Cristopher down. It was an hour later when Cristopher was taken to one of the guestrooms of the Valencia Villa to give him to calm down, by Antony’s instruction, no one dared to hurt him. Carmilla never left his side, she felt pity and sorrow for the man. She didn’t envy Crystal; she was even thankful that the woman gave him the love and support of a friend that she failed to give throughout the years. She could only hope for the repose of the soul of the woman, she could only hope that the woman will finally find peace. As for what is happen
The sun was rising up the vast, and everyone was doing their daily routines. Some are going off to work, some are taking the leisure to jog around the park, while some are having a nice morning drink from their favorite cafes and shops. Not a single soul is aware of what has been happening, not a single soul was bothered. Those who witnessed what has happened in the banquet, each and every one of them were requested to remain silent as the news suppressed. Despite the grand confession that Crystal had made, there was no news around that was circulated, there was no article that mentioned the event. As many would dare not offend the Valencia Household, the matter was rendered into silence, not a word to be spread, not a fact to be revealed. Reason to this? The time of mourning has com
The sun was rising up the vast, and everyone was doing their daily routines. Some are going off to work, some are taking the leisure to jog around the park, while some are having a nice morning drink from their favorite cafes and shops. Not a single soul is aware of what has been happening, not a single soul was bothered. Those who witnessed what has happened in the banquet, each and every one of them were requested to remain silent as the news suppressed. Despite the grand confession that Crystal had made, there was no news around that was circulated, there was no article that mentioned the event. As many would dare not offend the Valencia Household, the matter was rendered into silence, not a word to be spread, not a fact to be revealed. Not a fact to be revealed it was
Christine and the rest have heard from Angelica everything that has happened, news quickly spread around the entire Dencio Household staff, but they paid no mind to that. They won’t be able to hide Crystal forever, not after what she had done. Many news circulated, but Mr. Dencio quickly paid a huge sum to suppress the news before it reaches the headlines. Although, what Crystal did was something that not everyone would agree with, they didn’t mind, as this is what Crystal wants to be, to be true to herself and to everyone around. To finally set herself free from the torment of lies, to be free from pretending in this game of cat and mouse. This is the time that she finally gets free,
Tears. Those were the only thing that blocks Crystal’s vision at the moment. Her tears that she long kept from falling was now cascading down her delicate cheeks, she no longer bothered to keep them falling, they were already pouring before she could even utter an act of protest. Antony sat there, holding the woman close to his arms. He was too shocked that even his brain that was able to process a hundred of topics at once was blank. He couldn’t process the information well. So, the woman whom he long fell in love with, was actually someone whom he never knew? Is that why he found her suspicious in the first p
Silence. That was the only thing that plagued this household since the three vile creatures were kicked out from the premises. Staffs and employees mumbled amongst themselves and with others on how they are supposed to react, as they are currently stuck in between choosing to go back to their agendas, or to stay rooted on where they are in shock. This has been the most uncomfortable situation which they can possibly get into in their whole history of working for the Dencio household. They are aware, as most of them had worked in the Dencio Household for years. It is by no doubt, that the young man in front of them is none other than Cristopher Dencio, the first son, and the real heir of the Dencio