Oneil has been focusing to his work after immersing to the culture of the Grand Barn. He works at the office branch of the Oda Infrastructures downtown and would only visit around 4PM to check the site development. While he is entering again to an area exclusive only to the infrastructure processes, someone called him in the intent to return what he dropped on his way.“I think you dropped this,” said the lady with her bright brown scrutinizing Oneil’s soul. But Oneil was only looking down while receiving the key of his car and staring among the pages of the development plan. Oneil thanked her but he noticed that she is still remaining in a few meters away from the construction site. So he glanced at her for a clearer version of her face. “Do you need something? I think you can inquire to the reception area. This area is off-limits,” Oneil said.The woman made a few steps backward but she returned on looking at Oneil. “D

Was it frustration that all those flashbacks came to him and yet he still cannot capture his real memories? All he knew is what has been the same and what is said. Everything that he earned on those sudden memory visitation are all about his moments with Essi. He must have liked to stare at her a lot just like he does now that is why a lacuna of those scenes replay in his mind to bring delight. He should have been contented that at least those images are emerging in his conscious again. But it is all about Essi and it makes him want to see more. He wants to find her there and see that he loved her or he would be dismayed at himself for not doing it better. He arises from the cotton bed of Mariano Ancestral House hoping that a cup of tea with him would make him feel better. As he went out from his room, Oneil was surprised to see six familiar men in suit, standing on the wall and are guarding him from his room. They pay no attention to anything that warrants entertainment or

Because of the restoration of his memory, Oneil could have a hint that Mr. Antares has something to do with this attack. It is time now to address those who had tried trampling them down. But at the sight of Essi and on how she gently taps and wipes his skin with a wet cloth, he couldn’t stop the strong calmness in him. Her peaceful face, the sigh of relief, makes him want to rather protect her more than to leave out and chase the culprit but making him look away from his love. He would not wish to spoil this moment or the days to come when it is Essi's loving countenance that waits for him to wake up.  "How are you feeling?" Oneil asked almost like a whisper. He carefully held her left hand too. It must be a joy out of his sitting sheer jealousy that Essi doesn't wear any wristwatch today. For someone who truly knows Essi, it feels an honor, a language of love that cannot be easily heard. Essi has been among the likes of people that literally translates the imp

The news that trouble has chased Oneil had secretly crept through the manor of the Mercator. Grant remained unaware of it until he noticed the visible perplexion on Latifa's face. It is easy to uncover that it must be about Oneil's plight. For nothing would damage Latifa except of the troubles of her son. Somehow, Grant is also concerned of the grandson who abondoned him. Grant glances at Niana, waiting for her if she would say anything. But there was never a word about him. Gwyneth is unfortunately not around too. The best contact that could allow Grant has to get a real-time information about Oneil is Essi with her business number. While staying at the office, he was debating in himself if he should contact her. He conditioned himself that if Essi would not be able to respond then he would not repeat this attempt. But seconds after the ring, Essi immediately answered. "Hello, sir." Grant is impressed that Essi knows who is calling her. Grant thought that Essi would make personal e

Oneil has returned to Bordeaux. Drizzles of confetti and people from work has welcomed him as he he entered the office of the Oda Infrastructures. The good trip he had in Mon Salvador and including its barangay Bayanihan concluded in a jubilant way. Indeed, it is good despite of the incident at Inigo Kilometer. But the essence of his elated smile gradually subsided when an unexpected guest is also present in the party. Amid the negative interaction with the old man, Oneil chose ot not be rude at him. He kept the same level of politeness he had for his grandfather. But he admits that there are no right feelings in it. When they were left to have the private conversation, that Is when Oneil has confessed to himself that he doesn’t know where to begin or what to tell to his grandfather.“How are you doing in your work?” the old man begins to ask.“I’m doing good,” Oneil answered. It is never new to hear from Grant how he wanted to get u