Ed smiled. "I was worried you'd be stubborn. Luckily, your love for her is strong enough to make this decision."
Otiz nodded, then lowered his head. He had made his decision but still felt guilty.
"Sorry, I..."
"Nonsense. I'm the one who told you to go. Why apologize?" Ed immediately dismissed it.
"But I'm quitting halfway."
"Did you want to see it through to the end? The end of that road might mean you're no longer alive. This is the right decision," Ed retorted.
"But you'll be alone. I should be looking after you." Otiz became emotional again. He still couldn’t fully let go.
"Come on... that job isn't yours anymore. And I won’t be alone either. Don’t exaggerate." Ed smiled and patted Otiz’s shoulder.
"I’ll miss you, but I’ll be thrilled to see you build a life with the woman you love. If you stayed with me and got heartbroken, I'd worry more. I don’t want to see you like that—an
“I don’t think there’s anything left to do. The police closed the case last week, and I haven’t seen any movement behind the scenes. The president seems convinced this was just an ordinary accident,” Asher said, folding his laptop shut.He had just shown Ed the official police investigation report that hadn’t been made public yet. Of course, he’d acquired it illegally.“Isn’t there any risk for Val? She met with Obrador’s house staff,” Ed asked. Val had made direct contact. She could leave a trail.“No. Val was interrogated by the police, but... I prepared some evidence.” Asher opened his laptop again and showed a video.Ed squinted, trying to make out the face in what looked like a CCTV recording. It appeared that Obrador was meeting Val. They exchanged words and then parted ways. Obrador got back into his car.The video showed a transaction before the accident, clearing
“What did you just call me?! I’m not pretending to be busy!” Liz was clearly not having it."If you're busy, why are you wasting time here? Or are you deliberately following me?” Asher teased.“Following you? For what? Don’t flatter yourself!” Liz snapped.“Well, you’re always here in the morning, just like when I’m here. What would you call that if not following?” Asher wasn’t fazed by Liz’s anger, while Liz turned redder with fury.“My boutique is right over there! You’re the one who shouldn’t be here! You have no reason to be here!” Liz pointed to a corner of the street where her boutique stood.“You’re following me!” Now Liz pointed back.“Why would I follow you? You’re not my type.” Asher sneered, eyeing Liz from head to toe.“Heh, Pig! Do you think I’d ever want you?! You’re
Liz smiled and waved at the customer who had just left her store. It was satisfying, as the customer had bought quite a few dresses and accessories, but it wasn't enough.The sales figures for the third week since her store had opened weren’t reaching what Liz had hoped for. Not big enough. She had managed to draw most of her customers from the boutique where she used to work, but not new ones. Liz couldn’t grow the boutique if there weren’t new customers.Liz got up from the cashier’s counter and stared out at the street. Many people—both tourists and locals—walked by, but not many looked at her shop.But there was nothing wrong with how it looked. Liz knew her shop was beautiful. It should have attracted buyers with pastel colors, mannequins showcasing trendy outfits, and a cozy atmosphere. But apparently, it hadn’t.Liz knew she had to be patient in order to see results, and that it would take time to grow. Liz
"Y...yes." Liz stammered slightly, only because she was surprised. She wasn't mesmerized by Asher, who remembered his sharp tongue well. But it seemed this time that sharpness wasn’t directed at her. Asher was still staring at Laura and Lana."So, what do these two dogs want? A bone?" Asher asked, further mocking them."Who do you think you are?! How dare you...""I should be the one asking who you are. You come here creating a scene and making accusations. This store only sells genuine items." Asher calmly returned control of the situation, preventing Lana from responding."I’m not lying. I was tricked. I thought it was a genuine product, but it turned out to be fake." Lana pointed at the bag she had thrown earlier."Where’s the receipt? Prove you bought it here." Asher extended his hand, asking for evidence he knew didn’t exist."It’s lost! Why would I keep something like that?!" Laura wasn’t backi
“Damn scumbags!” Liz growled, watching the video clip.Especially after realizing it had been edited. It showed a manipulated version of events, making it seem like Liz was aggressive and Asher attacked violently, without any resistance from Laura and Lana. They didn’t appear fierce or harsh at all.“How dare they!” Liz’s hands trembled again, filled with rage, especially after noticing the video had already garnered over three thousand views.Laura had posted it as a short video on an app with a massive user base, along with a bullying caption. It quickly gained attention, and most viewers shared the apparent injustice without much thought.“Why would they... What are you doing?”Liz was about to swear again but was distracted by how fast Asher’s hands were moving across his laptop keyboard, opening several programs simultaneously, completely engrossed.“Deleting it. Hold on. This
"Why is it gone? I already uploaded it in so many places!" Lana grabbed the phone. Laura was handing her the phone, but she clicked her tongue in disbelief.She was enjoying a back massage. A spa day at the salon was Lana and Laura's way to release the stress from their half-finished plan. But it shouldn't have failed this badly. Lana was certain she had uploaded everything correctly.When uploading, she used the file from her phone. A friend recorded everything from the start, pretending to be in the crowd in order to make the video. There shouldn't have been any mistakes.Lana had even included links to several large accounts, asking for help in spreading the injustice she had faced. Her social media account only had around five hundred followers—more than Laura. Although it wasn't a significant amount, it was sufficient to create a stir, particularly in light of the current hot topic.Laura wasn't lying, either. All of the videos Lana uploaded we
"Was there an invitation to the Hermès fashion show? You’re joking, Lana!" Rein laughed, still in disbelief, as Lana mentioned she had received an invitation yesterday.“I’m not lying! Look at this!” Lana showed Rein the message she had received.“Whoa!” Rein checked the message and was convinced, as it looked very professional."But I can't fill it out. At first, I could, but then my phone glitched," Lana complained."Hmm… Are you sure it's real?" Rein tried opening the link too, but it didn’t work."It’s real! Didn’t you see the logo and everything on the sender’s profile? It’s legit. That’s why I want you to ask. Maybe you could contact the person in charge and ask them to resend a valid link. I’ll be careful opening it this time." Lana pleaded sweetly. Her real reason for inviting Rein was this.She’d thrown this sudden get-together at her h
"How about we talk like civilized people now? Without violence or extortion." Liz then stared at Laura."You too. Do I also need to share something about you?" Liz, of course, made a threat.Laura shook her head. She could see Lana's photo clearly, and she could imagine Liz had a similar photo, as she also had a few on her phone."Come on, unless you want them all to know about this." Liz stepped inside first, waving her phone in the air. The screen was off, but with a single touch, it would light up, and the guests in there might see the photo.The two of them quickly followed, but the phone screen actually lit up and humiliated them.***"Have I ever begged to you?" Liz inquired, sitting at the edge of Lana's bed.They had retreated to the bedroom, where there were no guests and no one could hear them."What do you mean?" Lana asked cautiously.She stood a little away from the bed, glancing at the man who had been with