Hendrix hesitantly accepted the business card. His thick eyebrows furrowed upon seeing a familiar yet unfamiliar name written on it. Puzzled, he looked at Daisy with a big question mark on his face. “That's my friend. You have met her already. She could help you with your problem with my cousin,” the woman said with a knowing smile then went inside the manor, leaving him astounded. Frozen, he just stood there alone while staring at the business card in his hand. He tried to remember where he heard that name but it was just hurting his head. Although Daisy said he already met her, he found it absurd for he didn't remember interacting with anyone that was related to them aside from Liana. Hendrix just snapped out of his trance when he heard loud footsteps coming near him. Subconsciously, he quickly went inside the manor and hid behind the golden life size statue next to the grand staircase. “Is it true that Margaux has been married before?” His ears perked up upon hearing Margaux’s
Margaux stared at Daisy fiercely as soon as the latter entered her bedroom. She knew it was her doing although she couldn't really remember what exactly happened last night after her cousins brought her to their mansion. “What did you do?” she queried, her tone was full of accusation. Meanwhile, Daisy gave her an innocent look which could deceive everyone but her. “What are you talking about?” she arched an eyebrow. “Stop playing innocent. I know it's you. Just tell me what else did you do aside from making a fake wedding invitation?” Margaux glowered at her cousin. “Oh, that..” Daisy smirked before gracefully sat on the couch and crossed her legs. Her eyes were sparkling as she leaned her back and folded her arms, “I got your consent last night about that. Don't you remember?” Margaux stared at her cousin incredulously. She couldn't believe that that's what she would hear from her and seemed too calm about it when she was about to lose her sanity for overthinking. “Daisy! I wa
“It’s not true,” Margaux said slowly. Her hands were clasped together as her eyebrows deeply furrowed. Her gaze then shifted back to Josh, and saw him scowling at his mother as well. Suspiciously she looked back at the old woman and tilted her head. “What's not true?” Mrs Garcia asked in confusion. “About the marriage. It's just a rumor. I'm not marrying anyone,” she said firmly, She purposely mentioned anyone so they would not think she was rejecting their son again. And also she wanted to let them know that she was not interested in settling down again. “But..” the old woman glanced at her son with a big question mark written on her face. She then returned her gaze back towards her and continued. “One of our family friend's daughter just made your wedding invitation. She saw it when her daughter asked one of their men to send it over to your friend..” Her eyes widened in shock. She wanted to run back to Daisy and reprimand her for getting a fake invitation but then she remembe
Margaux grunted as she shut her eyes. She couldn't believe what was happening and how it suddenly turned out like that so fast!“I knew it! This is already a big deal so we have no way now but to just make it real!” Mrs Garcia stated. Her voice was loud and full of enthusiasm which made her open her eyes in an instant. “Mom..” Josh reprimanded her. The old woman just beamed at him though, then turned to face her and gently grabbed her clasped hands. “Dear, that's for your own good. You just took over your father's post, it's better to keep your name flawless to avoid any problem in the future” Her stomach churned. She didn't like everything that she said and felt like she was imposing something behind those words. However, before she could open her mouth to question her, Josh beat her to it and pulled his mother's hands away from hers. “Mom, stop,” he said gently opposite to his eyes, sharply looking at the old woman. Mrs Garcia seemed taken aback. Her eyes went round and her m
Margaux scoffed and quickly turned around. She was not interested in whatever she was about to tell about him. “Aren't you curious?” Daisy inquired but she just ignored her. Walking back inside the manor, she felt the two trailed behind her but paid no heed to them. “Where have you been?” Don Geronimo asked Daisy as soon as they showed up again with her. “I just sent off Hendrix, Uncle,” Daisy answered. Margaux’s head quickly turned to her cousin with her eyebrows knitted together. She did not expect her answer and was suddenly confused as to why she did that. However, instead of asking her why, she just gave Daisy a knowing look while the latter glanced at her and winked. “You sent him off? Shouldn't you just let our men do that?” Daisy immediately shook her head. “I can't, Uncle. I don't trust them..” Surprised, her eyes went round as her lips parted slightly. All of a sudden, she felt conflicted whether to scold her or something because of her extreme honesty. “What's the
Hendrix laid on his bed after taking a long bath. He was grateful for Daisy for sending him out of the manor or else the Montello’s security team would never hesitate to forcely take him to the airport and deport him back to the Philippines. However, he was thankful for her. He didn't appreciate the fact that she was trying to match him to someone else. “Does she think I will leave Margaux that easy?” he clicked his tongue. Shutting his eyes, he placed his arm on top of his eyes and heaved a long sigh. The day has not been in half yet he felt like twenty four hours had already passed. A lot had happened already and his emotions were at stake. Just thinking about Margaux getting married to someone else makes his heart break into pieces. Then, there's her father and fiancè’s conversation that broke him as a whole. He couldn't believe that he thought Don Geronimo actually liked him, just because of that one interaction. Shaking his head, he realized how stupid and gullible he was
“Have you contacted my friend already?” the caller queried as soon as he answered the call. Hendrix's brows deeply furrowed as he tried to figure out who that was. But he didn't know a lot of women and the only female voices he was familiar with were his mother, Margaux, his cousin and Aunts. But all those women didn't sound like that of the caller. “Who are you?” he muttered. A long silence, but for some reason he didn't end the call and just waited patiently for the caller to speak again. It didn't even occur to him what he always thought whenever there was a sudden pause on the call. Then, he heard a click of the tongue followed by the woman's voice, “You are Hendrix Mondragon, am I right?” she responded with another question. “Yes,” he answered curtly.“This is Margaux's cousin,” the caller replied. “I just called to confirm if you really did what I told you,” she said. Shaking his head, his jaw hardened as his eyes squinted. He did not want to respond and just wanted to ha
“Don't forget our dinner date,” Daisy gave her a mischievous grin before getting inside her car. Although their houses were just next to each other, each of their properties were so big that walking to it was like walking around the whole typical subdivisions. Thus, she had to ask her aunt earlier that morning to take her home because her cousin went out early and left her. Shaking her head, Margaux went back inside the manor and walked straight upstairs to her bedroom. The day had not ended but it was already long. What happened was just exhausting, especially because she was still nursing her hangover. Had it been the other day when she was completely sober and in good condition, she would have handled the situation a little better. Scrunching her nose, she reminded herself to not go to the bar and drown herself with alcohol impulsively. The price she paid for doing that was never worth it. Taking her phone, she called her secretary for any updates. “Miss Margaux..” Carlos gre