Alana's eyes were fixed on the files presented to her by Dennis and Dario. Perusing through each page, her brows created together. There was utter silence in the living room as the two men waited for her to finish.“This shows Mr. Perez making all the transactions and using Ms Brigitte's signature… she must have signed these without knowing,” Dennis explained as Alana read through. Indeed, Mr. Perez made some fake transactions; however, it indicated that Brigitte approved of them.“There are some documents which don't require Mr. Romero's signature nor the president.in such a case the general manager handles everything,” This time it was Dario who chimed in, Alana was aware of everything. She worked as the president for a while, and she knew how everything was run.“In terms of purchasing new merchandise, it requires Mr. Romero's signature which I make sure to read thoroughly he signs,” Dennis said just as Alana was done going through. She was helpless. Even if she had to call out Per
“Doctor, how is she?” Alana asked once Chloe was put back on the bed. She was trying to get a glass of water but fell off. The glass broke and hurt her.“For now she's fine…please take care of her,” the doctor said and handed Alana a prescription.“Sure doc, rest assured,” Alana nodded with a smile and the doctor excused himself and was escorted out by one of the servants. The entire room was in utter silence. Alana's eyes shifted to Chloe, and she was still unconscious. “I should go,” she said and turned to leave when suddenly, Chloe's phone started ringing. With ease, she walked up to the table to switch it off when it stopped ringing and a message popped on the screen. Alana picked up the phone out of curiosity.(“You have a week to get the information I need…or get ready to shoulder the consequences”)she read the message, unfortunately, it was an unknown number.“This…” Who would send such a message to Chloe so late at night? Alana's brows creased as she tried to make sense of th
The conference room was in utter silence, it had turned hot for some. Ricardo sat in his chair comfortably watching his wife handle the matter. This concerned her reputation. Ricardo didn't dare intervene. “This is evidence of what Mr. Perez, the former general manager, has been doing…” Alana continued showing proof of what he had done to frame Brigitte. She had Dennis distributing some files to the board members, which had their glue.“This is a lie!” Mr. Perez raised his voice and slammed his hand on the table. Alana didn't panic, but simply glanced over at the man. He seemed nervous seeing how he was tagging at his necktie frequently. “Mr. Perez, are you assuming I made this up… your name is written all over…or should I call witnesses,” Alana remarked calmly, she didn't rush, but Mr. Perez didn't look happy. “Yes…this is to frame me…everyone here knows I worked hard for this company… you failed your job and wanted to get your hands on company money!” the man yelled and Alana fel
There was something Alana didn't understand, and that was when Ricardo was acting up. And by acting up, she meant taking advantage of her. There was no resisting him“Mmm…ahh! Don't stop…” Alana's melodious voice was like music to Ricardo's eyes. He gripped her hips tightly, making her sit steadily on him while he made love to her. She clawed his shirt, fighting to pry it open and get access to his skin. Beads of sweat trickled down her face as both kissed passionately.“Ride me, baby,” Ricardo left her mouth and moved his hands to her back, hauling her tight dress until he got access to her chest. Her smooth skin smelled of roses and the sweet perfume he lovedAlana held on to his shoulders, her fingers digging into his hard muscles, he felt a sharp pain which was replaced by pleasure. Ricardo took full control as he hauled her dress until her chest was exposed.“Don't… I can't…” Alana tried to stop him, but Ricardo gripped her back firmly and leaned down to her chest, the wet heat o
“Wow, it's so beautiful… I love it,” some women kept exclaiming while checking Alana's dress. Just like Brigitte had told her. There would be some rich women who loved fashion more than anything. The four women surrounding her didn't stop complimenting her dress and simple makeup. “I'd love one…for my birthday…this is incredible" another one chimed in, Alana couldn't help but smile wholeheartedly. “She's the best…” Brigitte said and secretly elbowed Alana, both giggled inwardly. “But how come she isn't famous…with such rare talent… I've never heard of her,” this time it was the blonde lady who said. Alana noticed it was the one who wasn't impressed. Her father held some position in the government. “Emma, cool down…she's new okay…even if she's new…take a look at this,” her friend said coaxing her, but the so-called Emma shrugged and held her champagne flute elegantly. “Sweetie, I don't believe this… I mean, has she held any fashion runway…released a collection…no right…so why wo
The room looked like the fancy kind. Alana spotted some trophies in the cabinet. She walked closer to the desk. He was at least a few feet taller than what gave him an imposing look. His shoulders were broad although not muscular, but he had an aura which could be par to Ricardo. Even so, Alana knew Ricardo's demeanor was overpowering. “May I know your name?” Alana asked politely. The man didn't dare turn around, which made her even more curious. “Mrs. Romero, do you think it's a good idea to leave the party and follow a stranger…secretly,” the man said calmly as he turned around. Even his voice was rather raspy and more like spoke from the stomach. Alana wondered if it was his voice or uttered by the mask he was wearing. “I'm just curious to know the genius behind the great designs people are going crazy over,” Alana said nonchalantly, earning a chuckle from the man. Despite the mask, Alana could sense a smirk in his laugh. Either way, he stared at him hoping to see his eyes but t
Alana panicked once they arrived home, apparently, Santiago had fallen ill and was rushed to the hospital. Chloe had gone with him; hence they rushed there. Ricardo was pacing back and forth outside the hospital room, while Chloe sat in the waiting room. Alana was worried about the little boy. When she left, he was okay, although she noticed something odd about him.“A-Alana, I thought you knew Santi wasn't feeling well… I…” Chloe stammered while scratching the back of her neck, Alana's lips parted to speak, but she couldn't find words to explain. “He was okay when we left… I thought…”“You knew he wasn't feeling well, and you didn't dare tell me,” Ricardo was not happy, his sin came first. No matter what, Santiago meant the world to him. However, Alana composed herself and blinked away tears.“I'm sorry… I didn't think this could get worse,” she muttered and averted her eyes from him. Ricardo ran his hands through his hair furiously. “Why didn't you tell me, huh?” Ricardo asked as
Marcela's cold eyes darted around the room and then shifted back to Ricardo. After Chloe left, the room remained quiet. “And I thought you changed…what's all this, huh?” She was not happy seeing how Ricardo was behaving after everything. She thought he finally accepted Alana, but he was still hiding what happened in the past. “It's my private life…she doesn't have to know,” Ricardo simply said and concentrated on his files. Marcela frowned even more and walked closer to the desk. “She's your wife…why don't you stop this and tell her what happened…” The best thing he could do was confide in Alana, she already proved to be a great wife and a mother. However, Ricardo was busy shutting her out. “My son and I were fine before…if she wants to stay she can…if she doesn't want then no one will stop her,” Ricardo said nonchalantly, he didn't care whether a woman wanted to stay in his life or not. His son meant the world to him. If she made such mistakes concerning his son, then she would ma