Amy Leah POV.."Where to, Miss?" the cab driver asked me upon sitting in the driver's seat. He had just finished putting my luggage in the trunk.I was in front of the airport going to our mansion about two hours drive by car. I just arrived from London where I stayed for five years and this is the first time that I was going home.Reason?!Don Miguel de la Frontera, the chairman of the de la Frontera Group had passed away from illness. I was going to pay him my last respect."To Corinthian, please. Thank you!" I told him in between my sighs.The Corinthian Estate was an enormous, luxurious, and comfortable residential lifestyle experience at the heart of the huge city of New York. Where the Dons and the Doñas resided, mansions from one neighborhood to another. The place was admired and envied by most people outside of the tall brick fence and two-door wide iron gate but for me... this place was nothing but my casa of bleak memories.I was exhausted from the trip. Surely, an eight-h
"Miss, I think there's an accident ahead of us. Sorry, we'll be stuck here for a while!" the cab driver nudged me up with his words and when I opened my eyes, we were in the middle of huge traffic. Indeed an accident happened for I just saw an ambulance drive by followed by two 911 trucks.That would add more time for my lingering mind. I just gave the driver a swift smile and took my sunglasses from my purse. As I put them on, I continued the journey to my past...That was eight years ago!.At the hospital..."Nurse, my nephew here got hit by a jeep. Could you check his bruises?" Samuel politely asked the woman dressed in white. She was holding a clipboard and a bottle of pills."Wait in line! We have so many patients waiting in the emergency room!" the nurse rudely responded and walked past us."But nurse!" Samuel demanded as he glanced at Desmond who was sweating all over due to excruciating pain. "The boy needs to be treated now!" he couldn't help but raise his voice at the medica
Till we reached his ward no one had ever spoken. Samuel opened the door slowly thinking Desmond might be sleeping. The stillness inside gave us the impression of it so. But I stayed foot on the door frame when I saw he was not alone.He was with someone. And this someone was crying...beautifully!"Who is she?" I whispered to Samuel and he was about to answer when the girl turned around and stared at us."Dad!" she called."Valerie, what are you doing here?" Samuel immediately asked. "Pardon me, señorita. She's my daughter!" Samuel apologetically answered."Uncle Samuel, señorita!" I glanced at Desmond accidentally ignoring this Valerie's wave earning a snort from her. Desmond's face looked much better now and his blue eyes that were fixed on me radiated some meanings I couldn't define. He seemed to be happy seeing me here but at the same time, I could also feel his anxiety.I ambled toward him while Samuel followed behind. Valerie was sitting on the edge of his bed and wiping her tear
At exactly eight I arrived at the hospital and saw Desmond in the reception area sitting on the bench. He looked like a visitor with a cast on his right leg waiting for someone while his eyes roamed around. When he glanced at the entrance, he waved at me and tried to get up while holding his crutches.I immediately ran towards him and held his shoulder. "What are you doing here? Why aren't you in your room? Why aren't you in your hospital clothes?" I shot him a series of questions making his beaming eyes squint at me."What do you mean? I told you yesterday, I'm going to bring you to my favorite place today!" he uttered while chuckling at my shocked expression. "You think I was kidding?!""Well, your accident may not be serious but if you're going to force your leg to walk, it will get worse!" I rebutted with my hands showing a quote sign in the air. "C'mon, let's go back to your bed!"I was about to help him walk when he held my hand. I felt the spark clothed over me, my cheeks blush
I gasped as I halted in my thoughts. The cab driver sighed in frustration while we were stuck in the traffic. I glanced at the window adjusting my sunglasses while watching the situation outside."Couldn't be better?!" I heard the driver scoff in annoyance. He slammed his palms on the steering wheel and groaned. "Huh! Road rage at its finest!"His sarcastic remark fluttered my ears curious of his fury, I followed his vision with my gaze. There we both witnessed in the other lane an upset woman driving a white SUV and a man dressed in a suit sitting on the driver's seat inside a new model black Tesla convertible car, the woman was screaming at the top of her lungs to the driver who was calmly listening to her."Looks like the insane woman has a motive!" the driver scoffed while shaking his head in annoyance. I just smiled at him while staring at the woman and the man arguing loudly, they were now catching the attention of everyone on the road and some passersby."Oh, boy! The man is ju
"Elsa, tell Iñigo to prepare the car. I'm going to my father's wake!" still shaking in fear, Elsa darted away but also stopped near the door frame where my witch stepmother blocked the way. "I'm sorry, Elsa!" I uttered as I sauntered forward. "I can't eat the meal you cooked for me. I suddenly lost my appetite!" angling my eyebrow at Divina, I sarcastically muttered.Elsa turned around and nodded in silence. Excusing herself from Divina, the latter stepped aside to give her a path. When it's just the two of us, we halted in a death stare. Divina Montenegro, my evil stepmother. She's still the same... a pretentious, two-faced gold digger who ruined my relationship with my father. He met this wicked woman at a banquet when I was 10. The moment I saw my father's eyes beam again, that was the time I knew my life would change."Who told you to touch my stuff, Divina?!" my blood boiled upon seeing her smirking at me. I ambled forward, my fingers slowly curling into tight fists. I swore I co
We mourned my father for three days as per tradition. Some of his political friends and business clients joined us to pay him their last respect and gave him their last goodbyes."Don Miguel is such a huge loss!" I heard the mayor of the city utter to his fellow politicians. I was sitting in front of my stepmother and we both wore black dresses with black veils covering our faces. Divina acted unhappy with her tiny sobs and little tears gaining the pity of our visitors."Doña de la Frontera, I'm so sorry for your loss!" one woman of the same age as her hugged her while patting her back making my stepmother cry even more."Thank you for coming. I miss my husband so much!" Divina uttered and the cries continue. "I don't know how to live without him!"I grimaced at her pretense. Instead of consoling her, I got up and strode to the side of the church. I opened the door and got out, I needed some air to breathe. The atmosphere inside was suffocating me. Most of the mourners were Divina's f
"Señorita, I was about to call you not to attend the board meeting!" George blocked me as I strode to my dad's office. I felt his uneasiness and fear. I glanced around and saw the eyes of our staff staring straight at me. They were either pleased or unhappy to see me, I couldn't tell."Why don't you want me to attend that important meeting, George? Are you scared I might find out something?" I asked and stared at him with a sardonic look. For the first time, I got mad at him.We strode quickly till we reached dad's office. I used to come here when I was young. It wasn't because I wanted to but my dad forced me to watch him run the company. George quietly opened the door and Divina's silhouette appeared in front of us. She was behind a laced curtain and based on her gesture, she wasn't alone."Franco, give me the documents that are needed to be signed later. This company must have a buyer ASAP. I can't wait ~""What did you say? You're not selling this company, Divina. Not in my watch!