Adrian's POV"I'm here now; you'll be fine," I whispered softly to my mum, squeezing her hand gently before turning to the woman, giving her a hard time. "What's my mother's offense?""Oh, she's your mother?" The woman scoffed. "Too bad. Your mother is a cheat!""What did you say?" I inquired through gritted teeth, clenching my fists to keep my fury in check."You heard me," she snorted. I saw a dress and wanted to purchase it, but she had the nerve to grab it."I smiled subconsciously. "So, what you're trying to accuse my mom of is buying a dress she picked before you did, am I right?""Yes, that dress was mine in the first place," she barked.Her gestures were hilarious, but I wasn't in the mood to laugh or play games with her. Obviously, she wasn't aware of who I was, meaning she must have strong backing and not care about people she belittles."What's your name?" I inquired.She smiled broadly and replied. "Emma Garcia, the lawfully wedded wife of Alejandro Garcia, the CEO of Cruz
Joyce's POV"Hey, Joyce. You're here," a male voice called, prompting Michelle and me to glance in his direction."Daniel," Michelle whispered with a frown on her face, watching as he approached us."Do you know him?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Michelle nodded affirmatively with a snort. "Who doesn't know the number one flirt in Santoria Industries? He's good at winning the hearts of the ladies. I almost fell for him once. Thank God I was warned before I did.Michelle's answer surprised me, but then I wasn't shocked. I had a hunch he was familiar with the ladies."Joyce, why are you late?" Daniel asked as soon as he got to us."Well, we got caught up in something," I replied.For some reason, I noticed he avoided eye contact with Michelle; they both were.Did the two have a history together?If they did, I would get the full gist of it after the party.Talking about the party, I had a lot of questions on my mind, and Daniel seemed like the right person to answer them."
Natalia's POVThe tables had turned, and now the villain was kneeling with her husband, begging to be pardoned. The crowd was still trying to digest the new information they had acquired.I myself couldn't believe the man had such an influence on another businessman."He's so charming," Ligia gasped. "If I weren't engaged to Luis, I would have found a way to seduce him," she added, licking her lips with a mischievous grin.She must have seen the incredulous look on my face, which made her chuckle."Oh, for Pete's sake, relax! I'm just kidding. My life is so precious to me; I can't afford to lose it at this very young stage," She joked nervously.Her words held a deeper meaning. It meant that man was more dangerous than Gabriel could ever be. I shifted my gaze back to the scene."No, please, take the dress," Mrs. Garcia pleaded. "I will pay for everything you've purchased. Please...""Are you dumb?" Mr. Garcia barked. "Do they look like they want your money?""Don't yell at me," Mrs. G
Adrian's POV"Mom, do you still want to go shopping? We could go to the company's mall," I suggested, watching the facial expression of the woman sitting right next to me in the car.She had been silent since we left the boutique. Her indifferent look made it impossible for me to tell if she was upset or angry.She tilted her head slowly. "I'm fine. I'll continue with that another day.""The company's mall? How come we never thought of that?" Miguel, sitting in the passenger seat with the driver, asked."It's simple. Mom doesn't like the special treatment she receives from the staff there," I replied, giving my mother a knowing look.Her dislike for attention had partly been the cause of the mall incident."Can you both please stop talking about it? It's annoying," my mom complained, frowning."Okay, ma'am," Miguel and I responded in unison.The remainder of the ride to the penthouse was spent in silence."Miguel, don't you have something useful to do?" I asked, inwardly displeased th
Joyce's POV"My phone number?" I questioned, baffled by his boldness."Yes, Joyce. Just to keep in touch," Francis replied.I looked behind him and saw a bunch of ladies watching us. He must have noticed my gaze because he turned and saw them, too."Just ignore them," He muttered. "They're always like that."Always jealous when a female colleague speaks to a male colleague?That didn't make sense, but as he said, ignoring them was the best way to ensure my peace of mind, which I did.I shifted my gaze back to Francis, intending to politely decline his request, but as luck would have it, Michelle came along and pulled me away."Excuse us, Francis. I need to speak with my friend" she said, dragging me by the arm and leaning in to whisper into my ear. "Don't look back. "We walked far away from them and ended up standing where the food was placed."What was that for?" I inquired.She sighed deeply and replied. "You should stay away from those guys. They're not the type of colleagues you g
Elizabeth's POV"Are you ready?" Javier asked, his frown resting between his brows, making them look like two fuzzy caterpillars.His expression made me chuckle in amazement. Did he really think I was forcing myself to see my father?I had grown past my childishness within a short span. He was worrying over nothing.I decided to keep my thoughts to myself and replied. "I'm ready, Javier. Just drive.""Okay," he muttered. He inserted the key in the ignition and turned it. The engine roared to life with a gentle rumble. He pressed the accelerator, and the car lurched forward.The drive to the station was silent from then on.We arrived at the station a few minutes later and were welcomed by the security man, who did a routine check on us before letting us in."Welcome. Who would you like to see?" A police officer asked the moment we got to the counter.Javier glanced at me, waiting for me to say something, but I remained quiet.He sighed and replied. "Antonio Goméz."The officer gaped i
Joyce's POV "You know what? We should go back to the company" I suggested, unease spreading and gnawing at my heart like long gnarly fingers. I needed to pick Rafael up. Michelle looked at me, visibly confused. "Why? It's closing time already. We could go home from here." "I know, but I forgot something...Or rather, someone," I explained, trying to avoid telling her the truth, but it was inevitable. "Someone?" She probed with arched brows. "Yes, Michelle. My son," I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper. She looked at me with a funny expression on her face. "You have a son? How come I didn't know?" she asked incredulously. I nodded affirmatively. "Yes, I do have a son, and I'm sorry I hid it from you. It's just that I have my personal reasons for hiding it." "Okay... Now I understand why you were asking about the daycare the other day," she stated, nodding slowly. "So, what about your husband?" "Er.. it.. it's a long story," I stuttered. "I don't want to talk abo
Adrian's POV"Who's the mother of the child? Does she know about this?" Ruiz asked, his scrutinizing gaze fixed on me.Now that I thought about it, I didn't even know who the mother of that boy was. I guessed I would have to ask when I get back to the company. But first, I had to convince the strong-headed doctor sitting in front of me."Do I need her consent to know if the child is mine?" I questioned back. "What if...just what if the child was mine and the mother doesn't want me to find out?""But you met the child in your company. Isn't that strange?" Ruiz retorted."Yeah... I'm going to teach her a lesson when I get the DNA result," I declared.Ruiz shrugged. "You can't decide that until the test shows positive.""Just do it and stop arguing with me," I snarled."Alright, alright. Geez man cool off," He raised his hands in surrender before grabbing the paper envelope. "What's in it?""It's just some strands of hair I managed to take," I replied."Just this?" Ruiz queried, checkin
Natalia's POVI had never been subjected to such barbaric punishment in my life. I should have just listened to Christina when she warned me, but I had let my anger take over. I then realized that the big boss was not feared for nothing. His reputation truly preceded him in every way. He was ruthless and brutal. He wasn’t a man who tolerated disobedience—or weakness. I learned the hard way.No wonder Christina couldn't fight back when she was physically abused. Talking about Christina, I still had a score to settle with her.Lying in bed for a week had been tiring. The pain was still there, my body was still sore but staying in my room for one more day could kill me. I had to go out there. I needed to see how that wretched woman and her brat were doing. I secretly wished she suffered the same fate as I did but knew that was impossible. the boss never wanted his hostages tainted in any way.I felt my anger begin to bubble beneath the surface. Even now, she was still preferred over me.
Natalia's POVI had never been subjected to such barbaric punishment in my life. I should have just listened to Christina when she warned me, but I had let my anger take over. It was then I realized that the big boss was not feared for nothing.No wonder Christina couldn't fight back when she was physically abused. Talking about Christina, I still had a score to settle with her.Lying in bed for a week had been tiring. The pain was still there, but staying in my room for one more day could kill me.Walking out of my room, I didn't know what led me to the room Joyce was locked up. The moment I saw the big boss come out of the room, I quickly hid.I had a feeling he knew someone was watching him but decided to ignore it. Better still, I had come this far and wasn't going back.I took a deep breath and stepped forward, opening the door without knocking.Joyce turned to look at me, her expression flickering between surprise and exhaustion. She looked frail, but her eyes still burned with
Joyce's POV"You're still trying to prove your stubbornness, aren't you?" Lionel smiled, his voice full of mockery. "Soon you'll have no choice but to let yourself succumb to my advances."For a week now, that pervert has been harassing me with threats. At one point, he starved me just because I made him angry. The way he talks and acts is always irritating, and it always makes me want to throw up. I was fed up with the sight of him.Well, at least, he ensured my son was well-fed as a way to appease me. But even that felt like a mockery—a calculated cruelty meant to keep me compliant."Mr. Lionel, men like you should be married," I stated accusingly.Lionel simply shrugged, a sly grin stretching across his face. "Yes, I am. I also have a mistress and I don't mind having you as the second one. Don't worry, you have nothing to be wary of. Like I said earlier, money isn't the problem.""Ugh... How many times do you want me to spell it out to you?" I scoffed in disgust. "I want nothing to
ADRIAN'S POV"Fine, let's work together. The police will assist us."Those were the last words I had spoken to Gabriel before Detective Torres suggested we have a meeting in his office. I had seen the incredulous look he shot at me when I agreed to work with Gabriel; like I had suddenly grown a second head with two horns. I decided to play it cool and act as though I hadn't caught that. I watched as the weak man was unstrapped from the chair and laid on a stretcher. The nurses attending to him applied first aid, cleaned up his wounds, set up a line, and whisked him out of the cell.Honestly, I was taken aback that I had agreed to work with him. What if t this was just another one of his manipulative game for him? What if he has something else planned? My family depends on this, but is it worth the risk? How many times had I underestimated him before? Was I doing it again now? It was a risky decision, yet my instincts weren’t giving me the warnings they normally did."Sir, we should
Adrian's POVIt's been a week since that bastard who calls himself Gabriel refused to tell the truth. Shockingly, I had been so occupied with issues at the company that I hadn't gotten time to balance my emotions properly. My eyes had dark circles around them like ominous curtains, my stubble had grown out, matching my disheveled state of mind, and I was a complete shadow of myself.Miguel still had nothing. No updates, no footage, no break, nothing. Whoever had taken them was yet to contact me for any demands, negotiations, or ransom. It was as though they had vanished into thin air, leaving me to face my demons.It was so hectic that I had become unable to control my anger. Most of the workers had become unwitting victims of my misplaced aggression.I sat trying to attend to the documents before me, going over them as fast as possible so I might leave for the police station. It was futile, though, as my mind was elsewhere: were they safe, was she alive, was Rafael okay? The uncertai
Gabriel's POVIt all felt so surreal, like a dream from the moment the cops barged into my house and arrested me till now. Never had such a thing happened in my whole life as a Moreno. Me, Gabriel Moreno, reduced to this pitiful state? My pride, my ego—it was shattered into irreparable shards. Life has been so unfair, unjust, and so relentlessly cruel to me. It was tiring, and I had thought of ending it countless times. If only I had gotten the woman I've always wanted in my life, maybe things would have been different; everything would’ve aligned perfectly. But no. Maybe.....just then, I heard footsteps approaching and snapped out of my thoughts. I couldn't turn to see who it was, because my hands were strapped to a chair, but the suffocating pressure that increased as the man approached reminded me of a particular person, and just before I could guess who the person was, I heard a familiar voice."He looks okay. Has the interrogation not begun?" I heard the man ask.That voice. I
Adrian's POV"What have you found?" I asked, my eyes on Miguel as he kept typing away furiously on the keyboard.His expression looked disturbed, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding—a sickening feeling gnawing at my gut. My heart thudded painfully in my chest. Something was clearly wrong, but he didn't want to reveal it to me."Miguel," I called, raising my voice and revealing impatience. I could feel the burn rise in my chest as my breaths came in shallow bursts. "What's wrong Miguel? Que? Answer me man!"Miguel sighed dejectedly then finally turned his eyes towards me, worry shadowing the lines of his face. "There is nothing-""What?!" Michelle gasped in shock, her voice hoarse. "No no no no! ¡Esto no puede estar pasando! Have you checked the toy section and also the pajamas section? That was exactly where the attendant and I left her. She has to have been captured by the cameras.""Sadly, she isn't," Miguel replied, his frown deepening as he fidgeted with the mouse.
Joyce's POVI blinked my eyes to stop the tears threatening to fall. No! I didn't want to give Natalia the privilege of seeing me vulnerable. Despite my efforts to not hate her, she kept stepping on my toes.What baffled me the most was the enemy she hinted about earlier. Admittedly, Adrian had many enemies and business rivals, but for someone to actually plan something as daring and repulsive as abducting a child? It would have to be a very powerful individual, someone who knew just where to hit. The last time someone -Elizabeth to be precise- tried this, it was a futile attempt.I kept sparing furtive glances at my baby placed on an old and dusty sofa. He was still asleep. His small chest rose and then fell, but his cheeks had reddened slightly and he looked so helpless. Panic clawed at my chest. What if he got sick while inhaling the dust? The thought that he was inhaling thick musty air made my stomach suddenly turn. I felt a grip in my heart at what could happen in case he did
Natalia's POVI could feel a sharp pain in my hand, seconds after I slapped the bitch sitting right in front of me. How dare she talk to me like that? Her words cut deep into my heart and I couldn't help but vent my anger with that slap.I wasn't satisfied. I badly wanted to claw her face and pull every strand of hair on her head out till she was bald. I wanted to set her on fire and watch her scream in excruciating pain.I know those around me were baffled by the level of hatred I had for my blood, but that was it, I honestly didn't care. I despised her greatly."You slut!" I heard her cuss. "Did you just hit me?"I snorted in laughter. "Si. Yes, I did. Tell me, what do you want to do about it?"She didn't reply and simply looked at me with hatred in her eyes. I had never seen such fierce hatred in her eyes before and honestly, it took me by surprise. Yet, I wasn't done with the mockery."You can hit me back if you can," I added with sarcasm in my voice."You're soulless, Natalia. You