Oneil have been dreaming of visiting a palace and has always thrilled of meeting a queen. But he cannot even recognize her face. Everything was bright, as if they are in a crystal-themed ball where their surroundings sparkle. It is only now that Oneil realized how the place translates to a modern palatial design. They are just in the lobby but he can already capture what beauty lies ahead deeper in this place. He smiles upon receiving the welcoming gestures of the receptionists. He is excited to meet Essi but he needs to contain his excitement.
But even in this place, there is still a lot of talk about him. They kept on getting shocked because he also walks beside Mr. Oda. This setting should have been never surprising to them except that they didn’t believe what Director Wendell also attested. That Riley Ramirez is not someone who is living a simple status. They keep on greeting Oneil although their faces show disbelief.
When they got inside the elevator, a util
There will always be the good times that can cover the hurtful ones and are always ready to replace it with sweet memories worth a lifetime to keep. It is in Oneil’s sweet gesture to make sure that Essi is sent home safely. Even Victor cannot rival with that anymore because he made sure about that.“What do you do if you feel like someone else also likes you?” Oneil suddenly thought of asking while they were on their way.“To me?” Essi laughed at the thought of having a hunch. “I’m not someone that boys can like right away. It would be a delusion to think that they like me just because of gestures they can do.”“It’s not hard to like you,” Oneil said. “But what would you do if they attempt to hit on you?”Essi tried recalling if she encountered one. “Well, it depends. I would try to calculate if they are just doing it to show off with their friends or its just too ra
It’s a no-work day but instead of touring to another place, Oneil decided to join the Grand Barn in its tourism program where he could enjoy the day as if he’s part of the ordinary days of the Grand Barn. “You’re back here for good?” asked by the man who saw him playing with the dog in his first visit. “He’s here as our tourist,” Milo said. Oneil knew his name because of the tag on his uniform. Milo is also friendly that they immediately formed better conversations to talk about. “So he really got rich?” the man whispered to Milo but Oneil still hears him while feeding the mud pony with a bucket of carrots in his hand. “I told you about this. He’s originally rich,” Milo replied. “But you got your own source of money right?” He asks as if inheriting wealth has been an issue. “Yeah, I’m an executive assistant from the development team of the Oda Infrastructures,” Oneil replied. “That sounds cool. The last time we met you, y
People could only choose what they would like to listen to. Instead of imagining a date with Oneil as they enjoy the tourism features of the Grand Barn, Essi stands beside Aggresso without a choice. The workers of the Grand Barn are interested in meeting Oneil again. They surround him with many questions. But unlike the other workers, Milo remained away. He rather proceeded on helping Essi on taking off the saddle from Felicia.Essi noticed how Milo is serious in his work or maybe it is because of the heat of the sun that causes him to scowl. She remained familiar to him because when Essi wanted to give a lunch meal for Oneil, Oneil already had one from a good share prepared by Milo for him. “Aren’t you friends with Oneil?” Essi asked as she brushed Aggresso’s back. It is a question of already knowing the answer. But she just made it to secure a good start of a conversation with him.“Yes ma’am. We were close,” Milo replied whi
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
After being warned about Marika’s nature, Oneil was careful on dealing with her as he follows Mr. Angeles on their goals to talk to Captain Arturo. In the hint of the good times, Oneil was relieved to find out that Marika is not in Captain Arturo’s house.The captain of the barangay and Mr. Angeles are talking in the sala. Oneil confidently responds to their questions and supplies other statements needed in the discussion. But Oneil only kept it to himself on how he noticed the gazes of the captain and his wife towards him. It is as if they saw an unproven ghost. Even Captain Arturo’s wife intended to slow down her movements to allow herself to get a better view on how the Riley they knew looks different now.“So you are now working in an infrastructure firm?” Captain Arturo’s wife asked.“Yes ma’am,” he replied to attest what had Mr. Angeles said about him as an executive assistant to the V
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
Now the news about Oneil always keep on refreshing in the hinter and outskirts of Bayanihan. What has been a laughingstock idea that the caretaker of the ducks could become the alpha male with soldier-like men becomes a reality. Someone like him is the one that they apprehended about.Oneil was quick to sense that the people of Bayanihan were talking about him. But he didn’t bother to attend to their questions. People would choose what to believe and suspect anyway. He cannot waste his time explaining when he can just keep his integrity through action. The issue didn’t bother him that much.But the far away image of Marika makes him a little agitated. Even in the midst of a family celebration, she managed to catch up with Oneil. His elite guards are on their right timing to stop her because she was unfamiliar and unaffiliated to Oda Infrastructures.“I just want to remind you about the event later, Mr. Oneil Mercator,” Marika said with th
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