Belle was mistaken for the runaway bride. Yes, Tristan De Clarion thought she was Vernice. The bride he’s supposed to marry but decided not to show up on their wedding day. To exact revenge on his prodigal fiancé, she was hired as his Executive Secretary. Although they look the same, Belle and Vernice are two different people. In her entanglement with the childish CEO, Belle learned about her true self. She unveiled the secret of who she was and who she should be. The continuous arguments draw them closer to one another, until love blooms. However, there’s a third and fourth party involved. Both are determined to make Belle’s life a living hell just to shoo her away from the young heir. One’s reason is love and the other is money. In the middle of all the schemes, Tristan got into an accident and developed amnesia. Unfortunately, she only forgot about Belle. According to people, what the mind forgets, the heart remembers, will it be the same for the lovers? Or will it be the cartoon-themed underwear that will bring them back together?
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Tristan De Clarion roared, his voice echoing in the entire office. This gorgeous man is red from face to neck, as he can't wrap his head around the embarrassment he experienced.
His assistant and childhood friend, Jacob Brown, standing next to his table trembled in fear. He can easily tell that his Boss is fuming mad.
It was supposed to be Tristan's wedding, but his bride decided not to show up. The De Clarion family waited at the venue for almost two hours, but even the shadows of the bride's parents are nowhere to be seen.
It was an arranged marriage. A deal between Frederick De Clarion – Tristan's grandfather and Philip Williams – Vernice's grandfather.
Although Philip already passed away almost 18 years ago, Frederick still wanted to pursue the deal. According to the old De Clarion, 'I owe Philip that much'.
When he was nine years old, Tristan got hospitalized for aplastic anemia. He was confined inside a private room for almost two years in the pediatric ward of Bree's biggest hospital.
With the money they have, they worked with the doctors in finding a bone marrow donor for him. They looked both locally and internationally for the right candidate.
However, after three months of searching, they were still unsuccessful. Out of frustration with the condition of his grandson, Frederick stepped out of the hospital and went to the park in front of it.
As if it was fate's way of helping them out, another man sat on the same bench and they started exchanging stories. "I can try and get tested, maybe we're a match," Philip volunteered.
Frederick's glum face brightened after hearing his newfound friends' words. They then rushed to the hospital and Heaven blessed them with a positive result. That is how Philip became Tristan's bone marrow donor.
A few months before the young De Clarion was released from confinement, a huge fire broke out in the hospital. His parents, who were sleeping in the VIP lounge, got locked up and failed to escape.
Tristan lost his parents at a very young age and it was his grandfather who raised him ever since, with the help of Jacob's father and De Clarion's loyal butler – John Brown.
Frederick De Clarion is a multi-billionaire, owning De Clarion Empire with tons of subsidiaries, in Bree City. The Empire is also an investor in lots of different companies in Bree, in its neighboring cities, and even abroad.
Tristan's father, Triton, was Frederick's only son. As the couple passed away early, Tristan became Frederick's sole heir.
Now that his grandson is the CEO of the company, Frederick can't help but worry. He is worried for the future of the company and his grandson as well.
Frederick has heard of Tristan's escapades. Jacob would often share stories about his friend and boss with his father, and John will then pass the story on to the old De Clarion.
Tristan is a known womanizer among eligible bachelors, not just in Bree but also in neighboring cities and abroad. He makes use of women as bed warmers.
Among all those he was linked with, none of them can even be considered potential wives or can even be labeled as serious girlfriends. It has become his hobby to switch from one woman to another, at least once every two weeks.
"Boss, I received a report of Vernice's departure from Bree City. She left two hours before the wedding," Jacob informed him. He just came back after looking into Vernice's whereabouts.
Tristan turned around to face his assistant and Jacob flinched instantly. "Where was she headed to?" he asked in a flat tone, blowing smoke from the cigarette he just lit.
"According to the report, she's bound to Dale. She arrived there three hours ago."
Tristan clenched and unclenched his fist after hearing this. He pressed on his nose bridge before sitting on his swivel chair.
'How dare she? I accepted her despite looking like she was made of plastic surgery. But she has the guts to shame me?' Tristan thought to himself while looking at the outside view from his office's floor-to-ceiling window.
Although the wedding was not announced and only a few of their relatives were invited, it was still shameful to be ditched. Fortunately, no media was brave enough to make a report on the failed wedding, as all media companies in Bree are well aware of the consequences if they do, so they did not dare.
"Make sure she won't have it easy there," Tristan instructed.
Jacob nod at him in response and bowed to leave. He got work to do and one of them is to deal with Vernice, the only woman who had the nerve to go against his boss.
Tristan took his cigarette case, grab another stick, and lit it up. He was playing with its smoke while eyeing the Newton balls on his table. He still can't figure out why Vernice stood him up on their wedding day.
No matter how he thinks about it, it was a favorable deal for the woman. Even before they got engaged, she was already given fifty million dollars for whatever expenses she has. A few days after that, a 10-carat diamond Cartier ring and documents for a villa under her name were sent to her.
'What more does she want?'
Tristan was distracted by the sudden ringing of his phone. "Tristan! The doctor's on his way here, your grandfather fainted," the voice of a middle-aged man echoes thru the line, it was John.
"I'll be on my way!" Tristan answered before ending the call. He then stood up, pressed the cigarette stub on the ashtray, and strode out of his office.
"To the family villa," he told Jacob as he passed by him. He headed straight to the elevator and down to the basement.
Jacob opened the door of the Maybach. Once his Boss is in, he closed it and slipped into the driver's seat. He quietly started the car and drove to De Clarion's family villa.
"Where is he? " Tristan asked John as soon as he arrived. The butler gestured toward his grandfather's room and he immediately followed.
"Why are you here?" his grandfather asked when he saw him come to his room. "Instead of coming here, you should have tried finding your bride," he coughed.
John helped Frederick sit up, placing a pillow on his back to make it comfortable leaning on the headboard. He then passed to him his cup of favorite tea.
"She already left for Dale. I must have scared her.." Tristan snorted. His grandfather's brows creased as if puzzled as to what he meant by his words. "I called her the other day, I told her this is no dream wedding she's getting herself into. I told her it was all for show and that I'm not as nice as people think."
Frederick shook his head, typical of his grandson. "I doubt she'd be scared by those words alone. According to her grandfather, she's no pushover even at a young age, I doubt you'd freak her out just because you said those dumb things to her," the old De Clarion stated, clicking his tongue and shaking his head at his grandson. "It was her father who came to me and asked about the wedding," Frederick then sipped from his tea while glancing at his grandson. "Lawrence told me of his Father's dying wish, but they just came back to Bree from Dale, that's why he can only visit me two months ago. I met Vernice, and although she seems far from his grandfather's description, she looks like she's a good girl. Someone who can easily control you," he chuckled.
He wants to find someone who can put the reins on his grandson. But unfortunately, just as he thought he found the right girl for him, she ran away.
He was disappointed, to say the least, but Frederick still wants to find her and maybe convince her again to marry Tristan.
'This old, stupid kid needs to get tied, the sooner, the better.'
On their bed and while lying on Tristan’s arm, Belle recalled the invitation she got earlier. She forgot to mention it to the man over dinner and even after.“Love, I got a cruise invitation,” she started. “I’m sure you have one too. Are you going?”Although sleepy, Tristan forced himself to respond. “I am, I know the organizer. He’s a good friend of mine. You should go too.”“Can we go together?”“I have a meeting that day and I don’t know what time it will end. The cruise will leave at eight but you have to be there by six for the program. You can go first. I’ll ask Marco to drive you there.”“Alright then. You look very tired love, go ahead and sleep.”Belle planted a kiss on the man’s forehead before squeezing closer to him. Minutes later, they were both taken to dreamland.A few more days later and the day of the cruise came. Just like what they talked about, Belle went ahead. He’ll meet Tristan there.Surprisingly, when she boarded the yacht docked at the Bree Port, no one was t
When Tristan and Jacob arrived at the hospital, Belle’s attending physician told them that the woman had been moved to a hospital in Dale. This was the request of the patient, according to him.Upon hearing that, Tristan instructed Jacob to call the company’s pilot and prepare the private jet. They have to reach Dale as soon as possible.Fortunately, they didn’t take that long to reach the hospital where Belle’s confined. Jacob did the honor of approaching the nurse’s station to ask where the woman’s room was.When Tristan found out that Belle was staying in a ward, he ordered Jacob to move her to a private room. And there he spent all his time taking care of her.“What happened to her?” Lydia asked.Tristan was a bit startled as he didn’t hear anyone opening the door. He stopped wiping Belle’s arm and placed the towel back in the basin.He sat on the chair next to Belle’s bed, and let out a sigh, before facing Belle’s adopted parents. “I’m really sorry about this,” he started.The yo
Tristan dropped Belle off at her company. She was about to enter after greeting the guard when someone called her. She immediately turned around and, to her horror, it was Esme and she was holding a gun.“Finally, we’ve met! I’ve been trying to see you for days!” Esme sneered.“Put the gun down Madam!” the guard shouted, walking over in front of Belle to protect her.However, instead of following the guard’s order, she shoots him. The guard immediately dropped right in front of Belle and it freaked her out.“What are you doing?” she screamed, but Esme just smiled at her. The crazy woman gestured for her to go in and Belle quickly followed.When they reached her office, Esme locked the door and pushed Belle to her table. “I still can’t believe that you’re alive…” she whispered.Belle wanted to say something but no voice would come out of her. She’s been inhaling and exhaling since they got in, but it won’t calm her nerves.Esme made her sit on her swivel chair, while she was pacing bac
It was already bright and shiny when the police finished their investigation. Belle feels like her head is not attached to her neck. Everyone else looked like they were floating."According to the investigation, the guard said that a woman in her late 40s entered the village saying she was a visitor to Luisa Villa," the investigator stated.“Why did he let her in? He didn’t even ask for identification?” Frederick asked irritatedly.“Actually Mr. De Clarion, he did, but what’s weird is that he received a call from someone claiming that the woman should be allowed in. The person who called introduced himself as the butler of the family, John.”Frederick looked at John and so was the rest of the people in the living room. The man raised both hands and spoke, “I have nothing to do with that call.”The police nodded at him, “We believe that Sir, we checked your background and we found out that you’ve been serving the De Clarions for almost four decades already. In addition, you do not have
The past days and weeks have been peaceful for everyone. Joyce was locked up and there was no news about Esme either.Seeing that it’s safe to go back to work, Belle and Tristan decide to resume their posts, Him as CEO of De Clarion Empire and her as CEO of Sweet Sue.All is well for them or that was what they thought.Little did they know, someone was watching all their moves. Someone was hoping to take revenge on them, all of them.A week after Belle came back to the company, she received a package with a dead rat inside. It also came with a note that says ‘You’re next.’Instead of taking it seriously, she decided to just have it thrown away. She also ordered the guard not to receive any packages, unless he knew who they came from.After one more week and three more packages with warning notes, it stopped. To not cause any worry, Belle decided not to tell Tristan about it.However, on her way home one night, as soon as she turned left to the next street, she saw one of the homes in
Everyone was surprised to see Lawrence Williams. No one expected him to show up at the De Clarion Villa.“Dad!” Belle exclaimed before rushing to her father. “How are you?”Ignoring his daughter, Lawrence turned to Frederick first. “I apologize for coming without notice. I just wanted to check on my daughter,” he explained.“That’s not a problem,” the old De Clarion responded. “Please sit down.”As soon as they had settled down, Lawrence turned to his daughter. “What were you saying earlier? What did Esme do last night?”Belle, Tristan, and Jacob repeated the story for Lawrence to hear. After learning everything, the man started bawling and no one stopped him.Everyone in the living room let him pour out his emotions. They understood what he was going through, they understood his pain.When Lawrence calmed down, he apologized again for the scene he had just caused. Then again, he was forgiven right away.“I don’t understand why she keeps doing things she’s not supposed to do. I try my
As the news was about to start, Lawrence grabbed a plate and placed some food there. He leaned back and started eating, while the maid placed his coffee on the end table.A female newscaster was then shown on the screen and behind her was a villa with a beautiful landscape. Lawrence can’t help but be impressed.‘News Flash! Just this morning, a cleaner called the police station to report a murder case. According to the informant, she arrived at this villa as part of her daily schedule. She has the key and has access to the main door and all the other rooms. As she was used to no one being home early in the morning, she proceeded to open the master’s bedroom and was horrified by what she saw.On the bed, a man was lying down, looking wasted, and next to her was a woman bathing in her blood. According to the police, the woman sustained 18 stab wounds on her neck, chest, and stomach. The man with her was taken to police custody for further investigation.The police cannot give any inform
Belle nervously opened the door to the villa. She was quietly praying that when she got home, Tristan would be there waiting for her.When she got in, it was only Frederick and John talking in the living room. Still hopeful, she quickened her pace and sat next to the old man.“Is Tristan home? What about Jacob?”The old De Clarion exchanged looks with the butler. “They’re not here, what happened?” John asked, worried and confused.Belle started narrating what happened. Fiddling with her fingers, she couldn’t stop worrying although John had already told her that he was coming with her to look for them.Meanwhile, outside the villa gifted to Vernice, Esme’s car was parked in a dark spot. Waiting for who knows who, she took out her phone and started dialing.“Where are you?”“We’re on our way. We got the girl.”A smile broke on Esme’s face, she was already feeling triumphant.Minutes later, a car parked next to Esme’s car. “Go right in. Tristan’s already there. CCTVs are everywhere in th
Days passed and Thursday arrived. Belle’s going to meet Vernice at Eden. She was nervous initially, but after she told Tristan about it the last time they met, he assured her that he'd be there too and that dissipated her worries.When the clock strikes 6 in the evening, Belle starts preparing. Since it was just a casual meet-up, she decided to dress casually as well.After taking a shower, she dried her hair and applied a thin layer of face powder on her face. Then she grabbed a red cardigan, black jeans, and a red slip-on. She just tied her hair in a high ponytail and set off.Belle arrived past 7 and the bar was already packed. As soon as she stepped in, she looked up to check the VIP room that was assigned to Tristan. She secretly smiled and sighed in relief when she saw that the lights were on.After confirming Tristan’s presence, she proceeds to walk in, looking around. She then saw Vernice waving at her, so she approached her table and sat in front of her.“I thought you were n
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