Chapter 43

"The first address she went to was closed. Locked from the outside. It meant no one was there. She followed the condo in Pasay.

After parking her car, she hurriedly got down and headed to the condo lobby. Those who lived there seemed wealthy. There were beautiful chandeliers and uniformed staff. It felt like a hotel.

She saw the reception area. The lovely woman there greeted her.

"Good morning," she greeted.

"Yes, ma'am, good morning. What can I do for you?" the receptionist asked warmly.

"Is Miss Almira Madrigal here?" she inquired."

"For a moment, ma'am," she checked on the computer. "Yes, ma'am, who are you?"

"A friend."

"May I know your name, ma'am?"

"Ericka Reyes."

The receptionist furrowed her brow, "Ericka San Miguel?"

"Ye---yes," she wasn't sure why the receptionist recognized her. Perhaps from watching the news and seeing her on TV.

"Room 10-B5, ma'am."

"Can I go up now?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Thank you," she smiled at the woman.

"Welcome po, ma'am," the receptionist replied with a