Oneil has a little prejudice on the person that they have to meet. If it is not for his cousin, he wouldn’t be agreeing for a meet up. Jacques modified his schedule and intended it to be in line with the dinner in the house of the Doltos. Oneil has to cancel his prior appointment since the new one reminds him to commit in business.“Where is that person we’re going to meet?” Oneil has already set himself to be impatient. His priced watch, the only article in himself that would make everyone around understand what kind of economic status he has, tells him that there is only a minute left before the sharp time meant for the dinner.“Hello, Oneil.”The greeting itself made Oneil to secretly smirk. Doesn’t this person know how formal and solemn this meeting should be? Her voice is not even familiar to Oneil. What makes her to deal with him casually? He lift his head to meet a woman with the glimmer of her eyes. Oneil nodded

It is always in the dark busy highways that Essi could meet her saddest moments. But she didn't care about this traffic towards St. Tropez. Her schedule was supposed to guide her thinking. She must be attuned on participating to the culmination of the econ-conference. But she has been trained under pressure and can still think quick amid emotional turmoil only if she is already within that situation. The culmination is still far. Her car is quiet. The music didn't help but only remind her of Oneil. Is the future where there is no home? Everything around leads her to the memories of him. There's the mascot still giving out fliers along the streets. Oneil cannot choose her now not because he cannot remember, but because it is hard for Oneil to believe in her. Upon closing her eyes, she let the silence fight her misery. When she arrived in St. Tropez, she dealt with the guests and corporate personalities as if she's not having any thorns in her flesh. The success she had in the

Oneil has been swamped with the need to check the details of the foundation. He is near to accurate. But the lack of information on how the Mercator Group started hinders him from his goal. It would be a shame to ask Grant when Oneil is the one tasked to supervise the entire program. When he decides to take a break, someone is looking for him. It seems like he couldn’t get busier today.  His mind is already filled with thoughts about what he has done back then. He’s a perfectionist. That same reason should at least make him relieved that he didn’t do anything wrong. But now, he’s doing otherwise. It’s because of Essi. He must have messed up big-time to get tangled with her. He doesn’t have enough confidence in himself anymore to believe that he didn’t fail at some point. It’s because of Essi that he finds himself strange these days. He’s been trying to find himself and that is the least of all the things that the Oneil Mercator would like to do. He discovered many thing

Another day has come in the house of the Mercators. As if the confrontation didn't happen, Grant keeps on inquiring about the progress of the anniversary preparation. Where there are discussions about the business, the others resorted to not meddling and let themselves only listen to the conversation. This is always how their breakfast goes anyway. They eat about the business plans and drink the market strategies. "All the target programs are going smoothly on their progress. But in terms of the foundational aspect, challenges are meeting our way." "And what you should do about that?" Grant asked a warning that Oneil should not ask for help from him.  "We will solve it right away, Sir." How else should Oneil respond? He can't make war with the old man. Grant has been clear in his instructions that he would not stop Oneil on how he would handle the anniversary and he would not care about the outcome except to see it successful. It is also a sensible thing

Geovensia finally accepted the ever eluded invitation of having dinner again with the Doltos. She will meet Corrine again. But it doesn't matter. This meeting has something to do with Oneil. This is how she can help Essi. Since her friend endured it for her business, Geovensia has to pay back by enduring it for Essi's feelings."You're the owner of Leal Vetement," Oneil said when they got away from the dinner."And the closest friend to Essi," she added. "You know what? I don't want to waste my time on this kind of dinner. But I wanted to do this to ask you something."Oneil glanced at her. "It must be about Essi.""Do you hate Essi so much that you have to make it hard for her?""Why does it concern you?""She's my friend. And you're trying to make another engagement with my half-sister. I'm in between but I choose to side with my friend," Geovensia replied. "And how rude to hear a response from you like that. You must be unprepared for thi