I couldn’t say that both of them are wrong. Rather, from the member of the Vergara family’s viewpoint, I am also a suspect. I was there and I witnessed the murder, but I didn’t do anything to save that lady. I was weak and I couldn’t even save myself yet I survived. It wouldn’t be a big deal if I survived on my own, but it was the opposite. I survived because those who killed the lady helped me. No one would ever believe that I am not connected to those murderer.Few minutes later, we arrived at our headquarters. The Genod org’s people were waiting outside the headquarters and immediately bowed their heads after they saw us.“They still consider you as their superior, huh?” Dior commented after seeing the other members of the org bow their heads. I shook my head and looked at them. “You guys don’t have to go that far,” I declared. Calvin, the man with brown hair, looked at me. “That won’t do, Miss Mien. Most of us here owe you our life. If it were not for you, we would be dead by n
I saw Xianre from afar and waved my hand. She looked in my direction and her eyes widened as our eyes met. She tapped Sheldon’s shoulder before pointing her finger to me and ran at my direction. She hugged me as tight as she could as soon as she arrived. “You’re safe, Leigh! I’m glad!” she declared.I patted her back. “I’m sorry for worrying you.” This time, even if it wasn’t my intention to worry her, I still did and I admit that I have a fair share of fault this time. I ignored her calls. Xianre shook her head. “It's my fault for overreacting.”“No. It’s my fault this time.”I looked around exhaustedly and saw Bryce and Sheldon walking calmly behind Xianre. The people who were swarming around earlier as if inside a public market made way for the two as they walked. “They looked like Princes if not for their rotten attitude. Their looks are just so fine,” Xianre whispered. I nodded my head in agreement to what she said. Although I was accustomed to agreeing with someone to avoid
Bryce called for me right after I changed clothes. Now, I am currently being escorted by the maid on my way to his office. I tried to look enthusiastic about this since this was meant to ease my boredom but it's destroying my mood even more. I snorted before looking around.The mansion never failed to amaze me even after weeks of living here. The more I roam around the mansion, the more I become bewildered by their fortune. To flaunt their wealth, the Vergaras used such expensive stones in building the mansion. Even the chandelier looked like it was made of gold. The diamonds hanging around the chandelier reflect making some luminous lights lighting up the place. Even the floor costs fortunes.It must be good to be born with gold’s spoon, huh?The maid stopped in front of a big dark door and hell, it looked like a doorway to death. I feel like the maid was sending me to my last destination. Death.I took a deep breath before knocking. There was no answer from him so I decided to kn
‘Sir Bryce is waiting for you at his office, my lady.’That was what the maid said first thing in the morning and somehow, it irritated me. I haven’t even eaten my breakfast yet and the news that that man wanted me to go to his office again got into my nerves. He really treats me like his servant. I took a deep breath.Hell. All of them were getting on my nerves lately. The incident about Bryce making me wait for hours in front of his office spread and became the servant’s gossip. Some even mocked me for it, especially the maid who was serving me at the moment. I heard someone knock on the door before it burst open. The sound coming from the sandal didn’t escape my ears as well as how slow those footsteps are. I am currently looking at my reflection in the mirror when the girl stormed into my room. Her curly hair and usual glare didn’t change at all. Hanzel Green looked at me with disdain. “Somehow, I envy you for the things that you own now. This was meant to be mine in the first
I woke up a little cold. I quivered. The floor was getting damper and colder as the night went deeper. My vision got all blurry and all I could hear was myself catching my own breath. I forced myself to get up and knocked on the door hoping that someone was guarding the door outside but to no avail. I didn't think that they would really leave me here without giving me food to eat and a quilt to cover myself in the midst of the cold. To make my situation worse, the heater isn't working. I rubbed my hands against each other. It brought me a little warmth though it didn't make me feel any less cold at all. I chuckled humorlessly. I used to complain about our apartment because of its cramped space but now, I wish this room was a little bit narrower so it won't be this cold. Hah… I miss my home. I looked at the right side and saw the wardrobe. I already checked it earlier and it doesn't have a blanket in it but it was a little warmer inside. The temperature inside the wardrobe is less
What the hell is he doing here? And what in the world is going on here? I looked at Gabriel confusedly. I thought we're on the same page — that we're the same. I thought he loathed the nobility so much that he would die in sight of one. Guess that I am over exaggerating things. Looking at him now, he doesn't look disgusted even one bit. “You were shot,” Gabriel declared. I brushed my eyes and looked at his irritated face. “And you didnʼt even tell anyone.” He sighed as he walked nearer to my bed. “What should I do with your stubbornness? I might die of a heart attack because of your recklessness, Ran.” For him to whisper my name affectionately in front of my contractual partner, I can't help but admire his audacious attitude. But I am well aware that he's digging his own grave right now.Bryce cleared his throat. “You don't have to do anything, Gab. She's my responsibility,” he declared. “You locked her up in a cold room, Bryce.” Gabriel grabbed Bryce's collar. “And you dare to s
“And I won't let anyone lay a hand on her nor would I stay adamant if someone tries to steal my woman,” he declared. “I don't care whoever it is. I'll kill them all for sure.”My heart skipped a beat after hearing what Bryce said. His voice was rigid as usual but the words he was spouting were warm as if he meant every word he said. If I didn't know any better, I would have believed he really meant it. And unlike Ace, Bryce wouldn't talk like this unless he meant it or he needed something and that required him acting like he's in love with me. On my part, I would like to believe that the latter is the case. Him acting affectionately like this gave me goosebumps. He's freaking me out. “If you kept on acting like this, I might misunderstand that you really like Ran and your relationship with her isn't contractual, Bryce.” Gab sighed and crossed his arms. “Maybe it is a good thing that I know you since we're still a kid, no?” he asked. He looked at Bryce and smiled wryly. “Remember Ha
Morning. The sun is already rising in the east and the maids were already in my room doing their work. If irritating me is part of their job, I can say that they are really doing a great job at it. They are getting on my nerves. Their scrutinizing eyes landed on me again as they laughed as if mocking me. “Serve her right for stealing Ma'am Hanzel's place in this house.” I bet they intended to make it loud enough for me to hear. If they are going to make me leave this house, they should at least make an effort to do it. Not this way. Not through a child's play. Because this kind of prank won't work. I've been living my life hearing ridicules and mockery from our neighbors after spending a night with that fucking mafia. I've heard something worse than this. And I never steal anything from anyone. I rolled my eyes and decided to just check my wound. Unlike yesterday, it wasn't bleeding anymore. “And to think that she's faking her illness to get Sir Bryce's attention. She's really w