**Eumerriah’s Point of View**"Why would I take it back? It's the truth, isn't it? My child died because you neglected him. And now what? You had another child just to forget and live like a carefree single woman?!" I bit down on my lower lip, trying to hold myself back."Jayson! Oh my God!""Stop it! Shut up! I said, stop it! What’s wrong with you? You’re acting like children!" I stepped in between the two who were fighting and punching each other. One was Jayson, and the other was a man unfamiliar to me."You're an idiot.""No, you are! You pervert! You creep!""Enough! Didn’t I tell you both to be quiet?" I yelled at the two who were still glaring at each other. Shaira and Gabrielle held Jayson back, while the bouncer stood around us. The other man was being restrained by his friends."If you don’t make up, we’ll discuss this at the police station." A woman stepped in between them. I looked at Gabrielle, but he remained silent, just observing. He didn’t step in to stop the fight, c
As Eumerriah walked slowly towards the mansion, she held the back of her neck, feeling the tension from the night's events. Jayson was assisting Shaira, who was just a few steps ahead of her. None of them had gotten drunk; they were all too alert from the chaos that had ensued earlier. Jayson had had a drink in Gabrielle's mini hideout, but there had been no conversation between the two men. They had decided to leave as it was already midnight."Kaloka, we didn't even get to enjoy ourselves properly," Shaira said as she sank into the sofa."Hoy! What were you doing there anyway? Where are the kids?" she added, questioning Jayson, who was getting some water from the kitchen."I put them to sleep when we got here. We had dinner out since you both said you wouldn't be cooking," Jayson replied, walking over to them and handing them each a glass of water. "Have a drink first. Why didn’t you just ask me if you wanted a chill drinking session?""It was supposed to be a girl’s night out, righ
Eumerriah's Point of View“What?! Why so sudden?” Manager Kim snapped at me.“They're still my parents, you know. Just reduce my workload a little bit. I need to undergo training,” I replied with a laugh.I had just asked her if I could resign. She said it wasn’t possible because, even though we were friends, there was still a contract to follow. I pleaded with her to lessen my workload so I could still train and have time for the kids. She hesitated because I was one of the top talents in the company.“Ugh, the reason I brought you back here was to be my business partner. You’re my talent, and I’m your manager. But fine, what can I do if that’s what you really want? Well, good luck to you. I hope you don’t get more stressed in the business industry.”“It’s necessary. My parents aren’t getting any younger, and it’s also for the future of the kids. I’m not getting any younger either, and maybe next year I won’t be able to act anymore,” I explained. Manager Kim just nodded at what I sai
Eumerriah’s Point of View"The nerve of that man. What did I ever do to him to deserve such words? And now he has the audacity to say 'see you in court,'" I ranted as soon as I got home.The kids were busy playing in the garden while Shaira and I sat watching over them. "What exactly did you do? It must have been something serious if it’s come to this.""I just don’t understand him. Is it wrong for me to keep my child away from him and his family? I don’t want my child to have the kind of life they have. I’ll make sure of that myself. Besides, he already has a child. Why does he have to go after mine? I really don’t get him," I replied to Shaira, frustrated."Ma’am, a letter arrived for you earlier," the guard suddenly appeared and handed it to me."Thank you," I said, smiling at him as I took the letter.Shaira curiously approached me to take a look. "Have you used this address for any of your deliveries?""Not yet. I don’t even know the address here. Who could’ve sent this?" I opene
Eumerriah’s Point of View“What are you doing here? You’re not the one I was expecting,” he said, flustered.“What is that? W-why do you have that? What are you doing?” I pointed at what he was holding and noticed the handcuffs on the sofa.“Leave now. Use that door,” he instructed, pointing to a small door.I scanned the entire room. There was wine and a wine glass on the center table, handcuffs on the sofa, and a small bench behind the counter.“W-what happened here?”“Don’t be nosy. I don’t owe you any explanations, unless you want to take the place of the person I’m waiting for?” he asked with a smirk.I’m not a child. I’m also not naive about what I’m seeing. I know the answer, but I’m not sure why I even bothered to ask him. I slapped him hard across the face, unsure if it was because of what he said or because of the court invitation his lawyer sent.“Leave now,” he said after recovering from the slap. He sat back down and put his mask back on. “If she catches you here and back
**Eumerriah’s Point of View**I woke up early to go to Mommy and Daddy's office. They didn't tell me to, but I decided to do it anyway. Part of my training includes waking up early, getting to know the people in the building from the lowest to the highest positions, and understanding the departments and who heads them."You're in charge of the kids, okay? Call me right away if there's any problem," I instructed Shaira."You know, we're practically like a married couple. You're the breadwinner, and I'm the wife who just takes care of the kids," Shaira joked while serving rice."Heeeh! You can't work, remember? Let me handle things for the four of us for now. Besides, you're the only one who knows how to take care of the kids," I replied.The kids suddenly came running down the stairs, yelling. I glared at Manang for letting them run like that. "... They started running first. I was still fixing their bags," Manang explained."It's fine, Manang. That's how kids are. Go ahead and get an
**Eumerriah’s Point of View**Since everyone in the building was busy, I stayed in the lobby, observing the people coming in and out of our company. Even though only two hours remained in the working day, Mommy and Daddy still hadn't arrived."Isn't that Gabrielle?" I wondered to myself as I saw him sit on the other side of the lobby. "What is he doing here?" I asked myself again. He was busy talking on the phone."Ms. Eumerriah, your parents aren’t answering their phones. They have an appointment with Mr. Sanchez. What should I do?" Daddy's secretary hurriedly approached me."Can’t it be canceled?" I asked, puzzled."Honestly, ma'am, it would be embarrassing to cancel again. This would be the fifth time if we do." She answered me sadly."What should we do?""Could you possibly attend in their place? If there's anything you can't answer, I'll be right beside you to assist." Daddy's secretary tried to convince me.I thought for a moment before deciding. "Okay, where will the meeting be
**Eumerriah’s Point of View**Several days have passed. I’ve completed my two-week training in the company. I don’t talk to Dad often, but I can tell he’s happy seeing me help them out. I haven’t yet uncovered the real reason or identified the spy within the company who’s making fake documents.“Ma’am, someone’s here to see you,” Dad’s secretary said as she entered my office. She’s been by my side constantly, teaching me various things. I have my own office to work peacefully.“Who—”“It’s me!” A well-dressed woman burst in.I took a deep breath, recognizing the voice. “You may leave us,” I said to Dad’s secretary with a smile.“You’ve got a lot of nerve spreading lies,” she started with a scowl.“Why do you need to ruin my marriage? Do you think he’ll go back to you? Do you really believe he still loves you?”“And you? Did he ever truly love you?” I must have hit a nerve because she quickly moved closer to me. “Don’t dare! You’re in my territory now!” I snapped, causing her to stop i