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CLXXXIV. The Favorite Local Contact
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Look At Me, Oneil CLXXXV. The Hands So Small
It was both an ache and joy she cannot imagine. The Carolus that she was waiting for after all this time was right before her eyes. She hated how she hardly recognized him. She hated why her heart rather beat in jealousy on behalf of Oneil when it was supposed to be the beat of her flesh recognizing that her new flesh and bones in Carolus is just right near her. “Can you lead me to the washroom?” Latifa was deeply hoping that Minerva would do it right away or else she would fall down while still on the way. “Yes, yes, it’s just right next to the kitchen,” Minerva brought her there and turned the lights on. “Just use the slippers so that you can be comfortable.”Latifa nodded. When the barn-like door closed, that is when her tears flooded. She knelt on the wet tiled floor, breathing deeply, fighting to not make any sound of agony. She let the burden in her chest go on because she cannot explain what she felt. She knew that whether the results would be positive or not, she would fall
Look At Me, Oneil CLXXXVI. A Time for the Two
Oneil played the clueless on what is the meaning behind the name of The Carolus Foundation. He knew that there was something missing but he cannot put himself into curiosity or else his mother might get hurt about it. So when Gwyneth dropped a mysterious message that they finally found Carolus, he stayed inside the leased manor, not sure when should he go to Bayanihan to meet his family. He was silent and only proceeded to read a book on the living room, not sure of what to do next.But the door bell rings, and having enough patience in case that it was just the kids pulling a prank, he went on to see who was it.“Essi!” he delightedly said. “Come in.”Essi nodded and placed her shoes on the rack. Oneil gave her a pair of home slippers before walking through the foyer and then to the living room.“Are you taking a break?” Essi noticed the cozy setting of his living room and the perfect ambiance of the coffee with the books and the moonlight on the coffee table.“Sort of,” Oneil answe
Look At Me, Oneil CLXXXVII. The Family Picture
Victor doesn’t know how to react although he has somehow acknowledged that everything around is real. Latifa wouldn’t mind keeping another celebration day in Mariano Ancestral House because of the joy she cannot deny after meeting Carolus. There are no other guests with them except for Minerva and her family. Victor could see how Gwyneth is secretly delighted sitting next to Paco. It is the same wonder to him how did his mother get able to convince Minerva to go inside the house which she disliked to even remember.“Madame, it is so much an honor to be invited for a very special day for your family,” Minerva said and was personally happy for Latifa’s choice of taking the center garden as a place for their dinner. Apparently, it is less burdensome for her to go inside the lot of Mariano Ancestral House since this portion of the center garden was not included in the real acquisition.“It’s my first time here. It’s good,” Paco also commented. “Well, delight yourselves. Because today, m
Look At Me, Oneil CLXXXVIII. For Once, A Matchmaker
Victor knew that entering the household of the Mercators is not as easy as getting welcomed by his own family. It felt like eyes were on him, waiting for these beholders to shrug at the different culture Victor was showing to them. He tried his best to move in a formal way. But at the end of the day, it was just his immediate family who kept on talking to him. He waited for Grant’s reaction or even just a simple speech. But he only said a few words.“So this is Carolus after all?” Grant said while looking at Latifa. When Latifa responded to him, he only nodded and silently went to the second floor of the manor. It felt like forever until he was left alone in his room where he could recollect himself and see how far things go on in his life. But even the interiors of his room cannot allow him to have that luxury. So he went towards the balcony to see any difference of Bordeaux in the perspective of a Mercator mansion. Before he could look down, he saw Grant sitting silently on the oth
Look At Me, Oneil CLXXXIX. This Kind of Waiting
Days remained as a good time for the Mercators to enjoy because Carolus has returned. Essi, on the other side, had other things going on in her life too. Telling even a simple thing from that feels like ruining the Mercators’ joy. So she headed after the day’s work with no better thoughts in her mind except to go home immediately. She believes that if she could just get back in an hour to her Amakan house, she can still manage her headache. But the traffic was so congested, even the gates to the Bayanihan felt like a gateway to a road rage. It seems like she will arrive late. Or maybe by seeing a familiar figure waiting outside her house deemed her to realize that the traffic congestion was supposed to get herself escape an unknown event to unfold.“What is Marika doing here?” Just the sight of this woman is enough to give her a sign that she has to deal with her own problems again. “But what’s up with her?”“Ma’am is this the place?” the taxi driver asked.Essi doesn’t have enough t
Look At Me, Oneil CXC. Stopped By Minerva
Essi doesn’t know if it is just her impatience or her headache kicking again when she set herself to go home. Pressure was pumping through her heart by the sneaky expectation that Marika must be there again to wreak another issue. Earning another driver who keeps on blabbering why Bayanihan has to be this far, although it wasn’t, is already enough to hit her unnerving meter. When she found a store a few more meters away from her house, she opted to stop there. She gave the payment without words and didn’t bother to give a tip. She hated herself until she reached the front of the store. Minerva was also sitting on the side and Essi must have missed her greeting. Minerva didn’t earn a response. She only observed Essi until the lady could recognize her.“Can you give me medicine for a headache?” Essi asked. She waited until the store owner gave her a familiar pill for headache. Minerva was startled by that and went next to her to buy similar pills only of different brands. She frantica
Look At Me, Oneil CXCI. Due Diligence
Most of our worries decide in themselves to fade away. But just for one reason, they return without notice. For a few days, the intrigue about the counterfeit product subsided in Essi’s subconscious. But while she was analyzing the market to see the trend of the resources being invested, she saw the news of Dolto Pharmaceuticals planning to have its IPO in the next quarter. Julia was working by her side and noticed how she gazed with scrutiny at the reports. “My colleagues were also talking about their IPO,” Julia said. “But seeing the trends and how they are not yet moving about the issues of counterfeit products, it would be advisable to not invest in their stocks for the next two years.”“Well, if changes would apply, why not?” Essi was somehow trying to harbor all the bits remaining to have a benefit of the doubt for this company. She has personal issues with Corrine but that doesn't mean that she has to settle in it to forfeit further relations with its parent company that has
Look At Me, Oneil CXCII. Without Her
There is a need for endurance in bearing a knowledge of a thing that was supposed to be a secret. But while Essi has to wait for Oneil, she can't deny the pressure rising against her chest by noticing that it has been days since the last time that Onel told her that he would come to her. Back then, it was her subtle jealousy that made her impatient for his calls. But now, it is her worry for him. It feels like somewhere in the manor, Oneil was talking with the other Mercators, painstakingly making the best solution on how they should deal with the issue of the Doltos if worse case scenarios might come tapping the fragile popularity of the Mercator Group.She was staring at her phone, estimating when it would be the best time to call him again since he missed the first one for this day. She was holding back in trying to ensure that she was not disturbing him in her meeting. But is it a good choice to not insist?She glanced around and found Julia outside her office excitedly bringing a
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