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CXXXVII. Flashbacks Unrecognized
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2022-03-30 12:21:28After being warned about Marika’s nature, Oneil was careful on dealing with her as he follows Mr. Angeles on their goals to talk to Captain Arturo. In the hint of the good times, Oneil was relieved to find out that Marika is not in Captain Arturo’s house.
The captain of the barangay and Mr. Angeles are talking in the sala. Oneil confidently responds to their questions and supplies other statements needed in the discussion. But Oneil only kept it to himself on how he noticed the gazes of the captain and his wife towards him. It is as if they saw an unproven ghost. Even Captain Arturo’s wife intended to slow down her movements to allow herself to get a better view on how the Riley they knew looks different now.
“So you are now working in an infrastructure firm?” Captain Arturo’s wife asked.
“Yes ma’am,” he replied to attest what had Mr. Angeles said about him as an executive assistant to the V
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