* Llámalo para que venga aquí mujer: Call him here, woman * Alejandro, ¿qué demonios estás haciendo?": Alejandro, what the hell are you doing?" * Cállate, perra. Todo es tu culpa: Shut up, bitch. It's all your fault. "Cállate, perra. Todo es tu culpa.
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
Chapter 79Natalia's POVI really wished I could arrest the driver, but it was just that—wishes. I would definitely be questioned for visiting a gangster-infested area, so I decided to let him be. I took a slow and deliberate walk along the roadside.I wanted to ignore the fear creeping into my heart but couldn't. The last incident at Madrileno's place kept replaying in my head. The barking of a dog snapped me out of my thoughts, and I increased my pace.By the time I reached the building, the sun had already set. It took me great resolve to press the doorbell. I almost ran when I did, but my feet refused to move.A few seconds later, the door creaked open, and Barrio's face peeped out.His brows furrowed the moment he recognized me."Natalia, what are you doing here?" He bellowed."I came to see Madrileno," I replied defiantly, refusing to lower my pride.Barrio walked out and closed the door behind him as he sized me up."You came to see the boss?" He asked, his voice dripping with