I was left utterly astonished when my car suddenly came to a halt while I was in route to the restaurant. Despite my best efforts to get it moving again, it barely budged. Stepping out of the vehicle to investigate the cause of this unfortunate incident, I was met with an alarming sight. Every single tire had been punctured! I couldn't believe my eyes, wondering what on earth could have caused such extensive damage. Fortunately, I had parked on the side of the road, ensuring that I didn't obstruct traffic flow in the middle of the street. I was determined not to inconvenience others with my predicament. As a car honked behind me, I swiftly signaled for them to switch lanes, offering an apologetic gesture to express my apologies. Glancing at my wristwatch, I was taken aback to realize that I was already 10 minutes late. I had hurriedly left early to avoid any delay, and yet, fate had dealt me this blow. Stranded in the middle of the road with only one spare tire, which wasn't nearl
"Look into the camera, boys, and give us your best smile!" With a swift click of the shutter button, I captured the moment twice over. Later on, I decided to join in and become part of the picture too. As we entered the amusement park, a world of excitement awaited us. We eagerly hopped on every thrilling ride, from the exhilarating Anchor's Away to the wild Jungle Log Jam and the adventurous Rio Grande. Laughter filled the air as we braved the water rides, ending up thoroughly soaked. To commemorate the occasion, we purchased matching family t-shirts and shoes. Previously, I had been dressed in jeans and a blouse, but now we all proudly sported identical blue t-shirts adorned with the words 'mommy,' 'daddy,' and 'baby' on the back. Having enjoyed a delightful lunch earlier, our amusement park experience only got better. In addition to the rides, we tried our hand at various skill games, and I found myself particularly enthralled by the dart game, with its tempting prizes of fluffy
"Mrs. Flor, has someone broken into my room? The heirloom ring and necklace that Grandma gave me have gone missing!" I exclaimed, my worry evident in my voice. "What? Nobody is allowed to enter your room, hija. It's off-limits to everyone," Mrs. Flor replied firmly. I let out a frustrated sigh and paced anxiously around the kitchen. "But the heirlooms are missing! They're not just any ordinary necklace and ring. They hold immense sentimental value and have a significant monetary worth. I can't bear the thought of losing them." What am I supposed to do now? They are valuable family treasures that mustn't be lost or misplaced. Should I contact the authorities? Is it possible that someone stole them? But that seems impossible! They were secured in a vault with a password that only I know. Moreover, the vault is fingerprint protected, making it difficult to open. Restless and unsure of what steps to take, I slumped down on the sofa in the living room, feeling utterly defeated. Mrs.
"Excuse me, ma'am, but the president requests your presence in his office." I hadn't even stepped foot into my office yet, and that was the first thing to greet me. I let out a weary sigh. I had been looking forward to this day, especially since I missed my date on Friday. I also deliberately ignored my father's calls, knowing that he would scold me for what happened. I left the house last night, fully aware that he would show up. I dropped my bag and made my way to the president's floor. My father's secretary stood up immediately upon seeing me. "Who's inside?" I asked before she could say anything. "Your father and sister. They've been waiting for you for a while," she replied. I greeted her with a smile as I entered the office. It felt like seeing Veronica for the first time all over again. This time, I knew her, and I wouldn't be caught off guard. Veronica was sitting on the sofa, engrossed in a magazine. She dropped it when she noticed me. My father glanced up from the pape
"I can't believe what I'm hearing," I exclaimed, my disbelief evident in my voice. "I assure you, I'm not joking," he replied calmly. "Your father genuinely stated that I must earn your affection before I can ask for your hand in marriage. So, Bella, do you have feelings for me?" Before I could respond, the waiter arrived with our food. I remained silent as the waiter placed the dishes on the table. "Enjoy your dinner date, ma'am, sir," the waiter said with a bow before leaving us. "Did my dad really say that? It seems odd. I expected him to pressure me into liking you, rather than waiting for it to happen naturally." "I believe your father was deeply concerned about you, Bella. Otherwise, why would he reject my marriage proposal?" he explained. "He might be using reverse psychology to hide his true feelings for you. Even if he genuinely likes you for who you are, he might refuse to acknowledge it because he doesn't want to appear vulnerable," I pondered. Despite knowing my dad w
I was just about to leave the comfort room when I was unexpectedly stopped in my tracks. My eyes were drawn to the necklace she was wearing, and I couldn't help but speak up, my tone laced with anger, "Veronica, seriously? You took my necklace?!"Before I could react further, she retorted, "Slow down on the accusations, Kassandra. Who said this necklace is yours? You're not the only granddaughter of our grandmother. I am too. I believe I have a right to it."Her words irritated me, and though I knew we were both granddaughters, we had yet to confirm if we were legitimate sisters.Frustrated, I asked, "How did you manage to open my safe?""Ask our father about that, Kassandra. Please, let's not be constantly at odds. We're sisters after all. We don't have to fight every time we see each other," she said, trying to ease the tension.I couldn't hide my disdain for her as I glared at Veronica. It seemed like getting along with her was an impossible task."Don't pretend to be the nicest per
"YES, I GAVE HER THE heirloom. It's rightfully hers. I didn't mention it to you because you never come home.""But Dad! You could have at least told me. We work in the same company," I added, trying to convey my disappointment."It slipped my mind. Anyway, I heard that you and the young man I introduced you to have come to an agreement?" he asked, prompting an eye roll from me."Well, he's okay. But it's not your decision whether I marry him or not!" I said firmly, brushing my hair upwards in frustration.Just then, the door to my room swung open, and Rious, entered with a book in his hand."Mommy, let's read this!" he exclaimed, and my eyes widened in surprise."Who's that?!" Dad asked, I was caught off guard by my father's sudden intrusion."Ahm, Dad. I'll talk to you again tomorrow," I quickly hung up the call before my father could ask any more questions. Clutching my chest, I tried to steady my nerves.It wasn't the right time for my father to know everything. He couldn't know th
"You're not coming home with us, mommy?" Rious asked with a hint of disappointment in his voice."I'm not, my dear. Maybe next time. I need to go back to our house," I replied, gently caressing his hair to reassure him."The house with your daddy too?" he inquired innocently."Yes, sweetheart," I confirmed, my gaze briefly meeting Karious. We were in the car now, heading back home after our trip. I felt a sense of urgency as I knew I would only be home for a few days to collect a sample from Veronica. My frustration was mounting as I realized how difficult it was to get this problem done. It felt as though all my efforts were being blocked, leading to dead-ends, just like with Yasmin's case. This is why I sought help from a private investigator to expedite the search for Yasmin.The car eventually stopped in front of our gate, and I bid Rious goodbye as he slept peacefully through the flight."Message me when you get home, okay?" I requested Karious as I unbuckled my seatbelt."Yes. W