Antony was quite surprised that afternoon when suddenly his finance manager walked into his room and asked for a waiver of the penalty f*e for leaving one of his employees without prior notice.
"She has done a lot for our company, sir. I'm just asking for leniency on the penalty for the offense she committed." Shelly said straight to the point. "Who resigned? What was the reason?" Antony asked inquisitively. "Miss Hampton. The reason is health." Shelly said which was more like a thunderbolt in Antony's ears. "Claire?" he asked incredulously. Shelly instantly nodded her head. "She resigned? Today?" he asked again. Shelly nodded her head again. "Where is she?" Antony asked as he got up and looked for her. "She went home a while ago, sir." Shelly said again. Antony looked back at Shelly with his piercing gaze. He wanted to be angry at the woman who was older than him. But Antony knew that it wasn't his fault because Claire's resignation was entirely Antony's fault. "Alright, you can go." Antony said as flatly as he could. Shelly nodded her head but before she left the room, the woman looked at Antony seriously. "I know this is not my domain, sir. I also have no right to interfere in your affairs with Claire. But as someone older than you. As someone who also knows Claire's character, I just want to tell you that Claire is not someone who does things without thinking. "He resigned for sure after considering everything from all aspects. And you need to know too, she's not an easy person to persuade and she's a typical person who hates lies. She's not your average girl who likes surprises or gifts. She's someone who would rather prepare herself than be surprised." She said without the slightest intention of patronizing. Antony just looked at Shelly speechlessly. Lied to? That one word Antony took as a strong insinuation to him. But he had absolutely no intention of lying to Claire. He just wanted to make everything perfect and surprise her. And he did that because he had everyone's support. This idea did come from Gian, but all of Claire's siblings agreed to it. What should he do now? Even yesterday, he could see the disappointment on Claire's face when he didn't say anything about the plan he, Gladwin and Richard had made. But Antony had given Claire the chance to ask and Claire herself had said that she didn't want to know. Or should Antony have said it all back then even if Claire didn't want to hear it? But he was trying to win her over. He didn't want her to feel disgusted or hate him if he talked too much about things she didn't want to hear. But how could Claire not trust him, when Antony had shown her that he had everything ready? He even asked her to choose where they would get married and asked her about what kind of party she wanted. But she's also the one holding him back from going further. And now Claire suddenly resigned? Of course the reason must be Antony. Claire left because she hated him and didn't want to see him. Oh my God. Now what was Antony to do. He had even tried to persuade Flavia to hold back and keep the surprise they were going to have next week a secret from Abigail. But apparently, that surprise will never happen because he has to tell Claire everything right now. It was better to appease an angry Claire than to lose her forever. Antony immediately left his office. He even ordered his personal driver to return to the Quirino residence by public transportation because he wanted to go straight and confront Claire one-on-one. Unfortunately, Claire's private house was empty and Antony didn't even see any light from either the porch or the inside of the house. And Claire's car was also parked there when she should have been back home if she had returned earlier. Where did Claire go? Antony reached for his cell phone and dialed Claire's number but she didn't pick up at all. Antony then called Gladwin. But Claire's twin was working at the hospital and had no idea where Claire had gone. Antony then contacted Richard, and his old friend also did not know Claire's whereabouts. Shit! Who should Antony call now? Antony banged his head on the steering wheel in confusion. Claire. Claire. Claire He kept repeating that name. It was like a mantra that he kept muttering in the hope that Claire would just appear in front of him. While elsewhere "What happen?" Bella asked curiously. Claire just smiled and shook her head. She chose to turn off her cell phone and put it back in her bag. "What's going on with you? Why haven't you said a word since earlier?" Asked Bella who was starting to worry about Claire. "It's nothing." Claire replied softly. "If I were to take you on a vacation, would you want to?" Claire tried to change the subject. "Where are you going on vacation? Out of the country?" "That's the same as blackmailing me." Claire's chuckle. "No problem, since you're a wealthy heiress." Bella's mockery made Claire raise the corners of her mouth. "I want to take you on a vacation and I'll cover all the expenses as long as..." "Provided?" "As long as you turn off your cell phone during the vacation." Claire offered with a serious expression. Bella instantly looked at the cell phone in her hand and shook her head. "It's good. I'd rather not shower for a week than have to give it up." She refused immediately which made Claire laugh. "Yeah, I forgot that you're such a maniac that even when you defecate you'll have your cell phone with you." "As if you didn't do it." Bella mocked again which made Claire laugh again. "I also want to go on vacation because I need to relax my brain and body. But this weekend I already have an appointment to see my parents." Bella answered honestly. "Where are you planning to go?" she asked again. Claire just shook her head. If Bella didn't want to come with her then she wouldn't say where she was going. "I'm going home." Claire said to Bella in the end. "Why, we just arrived." Bella said with her forehead wrinkled in confusion. Claire just smiled and shrugged her shoulders. "I'll take you home." Bella offered, the girl moved to stand up but Claire shook her head. "No need, I'll just take a taxi." She politely declined. She grabbed her bag and then turned on her cell phone. Claire was quite surprised when she saw the number of missed calls from Antony on the screen of the cell phone that she had made in silent mode. 'You want to play, we'll play.' Claire snorted inwardly. He ignored the call again and opened the online taxi order application. When the call was turned off, he immediately ordered a taxi with his home address as the delivery point. Claire put her cell phone back into her bag as she waited for the taxi to arrive. She chooses to ignore Antony as a form of revenge and she also plans to go somewhere without Antony knowing. Some time later, Claire's taxi arrived at her neighborhood. From afar, Claire saw a car parked in front of her house and she guessed that it was Antony's car. She quickly patted the driver and ordered, "Don't stop, just keep going. I'm paying offline." who, despite looking confused, pressed the accelerator and drove away from Antony's car. "Where are we going, ma'am?" Asked the driver with the engine still running. Claire mentioned one place that came to mind. "I will pay for your services offline, let's say I rent your car along with the services." Claire said, to which the driver nodded. "But I'll finish this order first, ma'am." The driver said, to which Claire nodded. If Claire decided to disappear, then she would really disappear without anyone knowing. Claire was not one to half-ass things when she wanted to do something.Antony glanced at the clock on his wrist again. It was already eleven o'clock at night, but there was no sign of Claire's return.He reached for his cell phone again and tried to call Claire again. Unfortunately, if before, he dialed Claire's number and got a connection tone, now, his phone was directly connected to the operator."Damn it!" he growled in annoyance.Now where should he look for Claire at this late hour? Could she be staying at Richard's house? Maybe when Antony called Claire was still on her way home and now the girl must have arrived.Antony wanted to get back in touch with her sister, but he realized it wasn't the right time so he decided to call it quits.Antony banged his forehead on the steering wheel, hoping that it would suddenly refresh his brain and give him a brilliant idea. But it was clear his actions were futile.With mixed feelings, Antony finally started the engine of the car and drove home. Maybe Claire was angry with him today-not likely, but she defin
Claire enjoyed the cool mountain air in the morning with a cup of coffee in her hand. She felt like she was filming a commercial this morning—the beautiful natural scenery, a steaming cup of coffee in her hand, and her relaxed stance, one hand resting on the terrace railing of her room.Yes, after successfully getting away from Antony, Claire had asked the taxi driver to be her personal driver until she reached her destination. First, she asked the driver to stop by a clothing store that sold complete outfits, including undergarments. Then, she asked him to take her to a 24-hour convenience store to buy some food. Finally, she requested that the driver take her to a lodge she had found online.And now, here she was, spending the night—and possibly a few more—in a camping-themed lodge, having chosen a luxury room, tempted by the offer of a hot water Jacuzzi.Since last night, Claire had switched her phone to airplane mode, making it impossible to receive any messages or calls, and she
Antony was in a panic. The fitting session that he should have been excited about was now souring his mood. After trying to contact Claire's family, Antony hadn't received any good news. None of Claire's relatives, including Gladwin, knew where she had gone."Aren't you worried about her?" Antony asked Gladwin over the phone as he drove to the boutique his parents had chosen for him.Fortunately, he was driving alone, as his parents and Flavia were in the Altezza, while Gian was driving his own family's car."She was in good health when she left, so I'm not too worried," Gladwin replied casually. "Besides, she's a grown woman—she knows what she's doing. So, yeah..." Claire's twin continued, his tone ambiguous."What if something happens to her on the way?" Antony asked, clearly anxious.Silence. Antony assumed Gladwin might be considering or imagining the worst that could happen to his twin, but then Gladwin replied calmly, "What's the worst that could happen to her? Even if I reporte
"Aren't you going back to the city?" Gladwin asked as they enjoyed lunch on the porch of Claire's rented room."Why?" Claire replied flatly."Aren't you bothered by how much money you're spending every night on this room?" her twin asked, mouth full. Claire just shrugged in response. "I know you're loaded, but that doesn't mean you should waste your money like this. Instead of spending it on lodging, why not donate some to your poor, struggling student of a brother?" he said, grinning.Claire raised an eyebrow, looking at Gladwin with a mocking gaze. "Don't forget your share of the inheritance is way bigger than mine," she replied, making Gladwin laugh.After lunch, Claire finally decided to check out. Gladwin, who had driven over in his own car, tempted his twin with a brief trip to a strawberry-picking farm. Naturally, Claire was thrilled at the idea.It was late afternoon by the time they reached Gladwin's private residence—an apartment in the heart of the city, quite a distance fr
"I guess I should go," Gladwin joked to his twin. He quickly grabbed the car keys and his wallet before stepping out of his own apartment. "You two need to make up; stop pulling each other's hair like alley cats," he added before really leaving the two lovebirds.Antony walked in just as Gladwin left the apartment, while Claire stood frozen in place. "How could you...?" the girl asked, confused.Antony shrugged. "Gladwin seems suspicious," he said flatly. He took off his jacket and carelessly tossed it on the bar table before walking over to Claire. "As a twin told that her sister is missing, she's acting way too calm and relaxed. Unlike Richard, who is the complete opposite, though he also said that Gladwin definitely knows you're gone," Antony said as he moved closer to Claire.The girl then sank onto the sofa, tilting her head back to look at Antony, who was staring back at her."Then I thought of something," the man said with a grin on his face. "I asked someone to follow Gladwin
"So, you're going back to the office this Monday, right?" Antony coaxed, gazing intently at Claire. Claire shook her head in response. "Why?" he asked, confused."I don't want to be ignored anymore," Claire said in a whiny tone.Instantly, Antony tensed up. "Honey, you know that's not true. Didn't I just tell you that I didn't mean to ignore you?" he replied.Claire chuckled. She cupped Antony's face with both hands, which still bore a pouty expression. Deliberately, she pressed his cheeks together, causing his lips to pucker out, making Claire laugh even more."Besides, if you resign like that, you'll have to pay a penalty. Don't you care about your money?" Antony continued to try to persuade her, but Claire pulled her hands away and shrugged indifferently."I just need to pay it; it won't be that much," she said flatly. "Besides, what's the point of having a boyfriend who owns the company if I still have to pay the penalty with my own money?""What will you do after you quit? Don't
Claire turned her phone back on after Antony left, and, of course, she wasn't surprised to see numerous missed calls and messages from her mother's number.Antony had reminded her that until their engagement day arrived, they had to act as if Claire was still on good terms with the man her mother had chosen, even though Claire didn't actually have any contact with him. Both Gladwin and Antony even requested that Claire act enthusiastically about her engagement with Joshua Grint. Crafty as ever, Antony had even asked Claire to change his name to Joshua, so it wouldn't seem suspicious.After replying to her mother's messages, Claire immediately turned her phone back off. She'd promised her mother she would come over tomorrow afternoon to help prepare the dress they'd be wearing for the engagement next Saturday.And now, here she was. Taking a deep breath and steeling herself to lie to her mother—the woman who had given birth to her and raised her."Well, you finally showed up. Where hav
H-1 The EngagementThe noisy bustle at Claire's home made her heart pound erratically. While most brides-to-be would feel excited on the eve of their engagement, Claire felt more anxious and on guard.She was happy, of course. Who wouldn't be happy to finally be proposed to by someone they loved and who loved them back? But the fear of her mother's reaction—the rejection she might face tomorrow when her mother sees the person coming in place of her preferred son-in-law—filled Claire with dread.What would happen tomorrow? What if her mother rejected Antony and his family? Claire poured all her worries out to her twin brother. But, with his usual calmness, Gladwin reassured her that, like it or not, tomorrow their mother would accept Antony and his family, if only to save face in front of the guests. Yet, what if Gladwin and their other brothers were wrong?What if her mother's pride, preferring not to have a son-in-law who was a divorcé, was stronger than the embarrassment she'd face
The two teenagers turned their heads simultaneously towards the aisle as they saw an ominous aura spread around them. Moreover, people were now looking in the same direction. Where the woman Flavia and Abigail had not expected to see had just appeared."Why is that woman there?" Abigail whispered to her best friend.Flavia who had been engrossed in her digital camera and taking pictures was now holding it languidly. "I don't know." She replied innocently. She looked back at the photo produced by her hand, choosing to ignore Abigail and her suspicions."Shall we go closer to them?" Abigail asked in a challenged tone.Flavia raised her head again and looked at her best friend with a furrowed brow. As Abigail started to take a step, Flavia held her back by holding Abigail's arm tightly and shaking her head."No, Abby." She said.Instead, she pulled her best friend's hand to walk away from the reception room and left the hall by walking in the hotel's garden area to take some photos as a
"Full?" asked Claire with a furrowed brow.Antony deliberately re-emphasized his lower body so that Claire was wide-eyed. "You know what I mean, right?" Antony whispered in the girl's ear that inevitably made Claire shudder in horror.The man's lips teased her, starting to caress the side of her face so that she unconsciously looked up and gave him the opportunity to explore the slender recesses of her neck."Can I ask for my rights now?" he asked in a pleading tone.Claire shook her head."Why again now?" Antony asked in a whining tone."Your body stinks," Claire said as she wrinkled her nose. "Go take a shower." She ordered as she turned Antony around and pushed him into her room until he reached her bathroom.Antony wanted to resist, but seeing his wife's glare, he finally went in.What's wrong with his wife. Why is it so hard to conquer her? Instead of spending time kissing hot and wet, Claire pushed him into the shower. Antony had hoped they would move on to the next stage that h
"Those two women were the answer to my mother's prayers," she said, anger flaring in her voice.Antony was taken aback. "No, darling. Your mother's prayers will never be answered like that.""Alright, they did come with certain intentions. But can't you see me? To me, they are nobody. In my eyes, in my heart, in my mind, there is only Claire, Claire, and Claire. There's no other woman." Antony coaxed her in a soothing tone.Claire couldn't help but chuckle at that. "Don't sweet-talk me," she replied with a hint of amusement.Antony shook his head. He stepped closer to his wife. Claire still had her arms crossed over her chest, and to maintain some distance from him, she leaned her body back."I'm not sweet-talking you, darling. I'm speaking the truth. If only there were experts who could read my mind and heart, you could ask them. I'm sure they would tell you the truth. And if they lied, I would bribe them to say what I want them to say," Antony said again.Claire rolled her eyes. Ant
"Those two women were the answer to my mother's prayers," she said, anger flaring in her voice.Antony was taken aback. "No, darling. Your mother's prayers will never be answered like that.""Alright, they did come with certain intentions. But can't you see me? To me, they are nobody. In my eyes, in my heart, in my mind, there is only Claire, Claire, and Claire. There's no other woman." Antony coaxed her in a soothing tone.Claire couldn't help but chuckle at that. "Don't sweet-talk me," she replied with a hint of amusement.Antony shook his head. He stepped closer to his wife. Claire still had her arms crossed over her chest, and to maintain some distance from him, she leaned her body back."I'm not sweet-talking you, darling. I'm speaking the truth. If only there were experts who could read my mind and heart, you could ask them. I'm sure they would tell you the truth. And if they lied, I would bribe them to say what I want them to say," Antony said again.Claire rolled her eyes. Ant
Antony stopped his car outside Claire's house and unlocked the gate with the spare key he had kept for a long time.Claire's car hadn't moved from its spot. It was still there since the last time Antony visited his fiancée's home, before Claire's family took her back.Who knows? Maybe Claire could hear the gate opening or maybe not. But one thing was clear: his wife did not welcome him at all because Claire's house felt eerily silent.Was Gladwin playing a trick on him? Who knows if Claire was really back at her house.He opened the front door and stepped inside, greeting her. Once again, there was no response. When Antony noticed Claire's bedroom door slightly ajar, he walked in.Claire wasn't there. All that was left was the small suitcase she had brought from the hotel room."Claire, sweetheart," Antony called out again, but still, there was no answer.Could it be that Claire left again after dropping off her suitcase and saw Gladwin leave? he wondered to himself.Antony continued
Quickly, Anastasia ran after Antony. She called his name repeatedly, but Antony chose to ignore her until her stiletto heels finally brought her close to him. She immediately reached out and grabbed Antony's arm, but he harshly brushed her off."Antony, listen to me. Please. I'm really sorry. I apologize," she said in a whiny tone.The woman tried to grab Antony's hand again, but he pushed her away once more, causing her to fall and kneel on the cold marble floor.Not wanting to give up, Anastasia wrapped her arms around Antony's legs, forcing him to stop."I'm truly sorry," she pleaded again, her voice desperate. She begged for the man's compassion, finally realizing that everything Antony had said in the room earlier was no joke. "I... I..." She couldn't find the words. "I'm sorry, please forgive me," she begged, tears starting to wet her face.Antony looked down at her with a sharp gaze. "Do you realize that what you're doing has crossed the line?" he asked in his cold tone.Anasta
Antony arrived at a luxurious five-star hotel located not too far from his family's hotel. As soon as he parked his car, he headed straight to the room Letizia had mentioned when he contacted his cousin earlier.Inside the lavish room rented by his ex-wife sat Antony's mother, Brianna Quirino, alongside her husband, Mr. Arthur. Meanwhile, Letizia stood with her hip leaning against the bar chair, her arms crossed over her chest.Don't ask where her children and husband were. Antony guessed that his sister-in-law was waiting for them somewhere.The three family members displayed different expressions, surely with different thoughts filled with questions that might mirror what was in Antony's own mind.On the other side of the room, right above the sofa facing away from the window, two women sat side by side. One was Anastasia, a woman he had pretended to date for work purposes. The other was his ex-wife, the woman he once loved deeply, who had given him a beautiful and devoted daughter.
But then Claire tried to clear her mind. She refused to believe that her mother could be so cruel to her; if that were the case, Claire might end up resenting her mother for the rest of her life.Disloyal? She didn't care about that word.Her face was already free of makeup, and her hair had been released from the beautiful tiara she had worn earlier. Now, the makeup artists helped Claire start to unbutton the lovely gown she had worn, which had so many buttons down the back.Once everything was removed, Claire opened her suitcase, searching for clothes. She decided to clean herself up in the bathroom that was in the dressing room.Feeling refreshed after showering and washing her hair, Claire put on the clothes she had chosen: a pair of jeans and a loose shirt instead of the dress Antony had picked out for her to wear on their honeymoon, which they were supposed to take right after the reception she was now reluctant to attend.No, she wouldn't just surrender herself to her husband a
The events proceeded according to the instructions from the host.Happy? Of course, Claire was happy. Especially seeing Bella's silly antics, who didn't hesitate to liven up the event alongside Gladwin and some of his office friends invited to the wedding, which surprised them as well.After all, Claire's absence from the office had already been quite shocking, and now they were suddenly presented with news of a wedding they had never seen any signs of."I had my suspicions when our big boss showed up at my wedding, and it turns out he was after the cheese in the sandwich," Chand whispered when his friend arrived with his wife. Claire could only smile in response to that accusatory remark.A snippet of the song that Adaline was singing on stage made Claire and Antony hold hands tightly, hoping that no obstacles would disturb them in the future.Guests began to dwindle. Amidst welcoming guests, they also took several photo sessions—not just with colleagues but also to capture moments w