Victory has sided with Melissa in the show jump event of the Grand Prix. It has granted her a better chance to contact Oneil and remind him about the race course they can attend to spend with the weekend break. “I’m sorry to inform you late that I have other plans for the weekend,” Oneil politely said. “Oh, so you can’t come here?” Melissa responded but dismay is already sounded through her voice. “Were you avoiding me? I was just hoping that we can get along? Didn’t I invite your cousin too? She was supposed to join us.” Oneil explained that he was not trying to get her too troubled. But he also has to attend work. “Why not try to see your schedule and where you would be heading?” Melissa suggested excitedly as if she knew his day well. Oneil followed and the statement there matches the venue set by Melissa. “Wait, does this mean that you are the client of the Oda Infrastructures?” Melissa chuckled. “No, please. I’m sorry but I’m just someone who referred your company to my fr

Oneil was never fond of assumption. But he could feel one when there was something odd going on. When Melissa had been too attentive to befriend him, that is when he knew that he must keep his walls even stronger to secure Essi’s affection for him. He was glad that his favorite Queen Calista’s is can still accommodate his reservation within that day and are more considerate to him when he called for the date to be moved.While waiting for Essi’s late night response on his chat, he proceeded to look at Marika’s phone. It had been in his possession by Grant’s permission. There was nothing special in it except that it is filled with many photos of him and Marika. As much he doesn’t to remember this woman anymore, he needed to be careful about what he is wishing for. He cannot afford to lose his loved ones again. So he kept on viewing the phone especially on its gallery panel. But his attention were not anymore to the unimaginable closeness he had with Marika declared by the photos, but t

When they already arrived to a five-star restaurant, Oneil made sure to prepare Essi’s seat. Essi only said a typical thank you. For Melissa, it was as if Essi is not impressed to Oneil’s gallantry. Essi even ordered the most expensive beef dish.“That is your favorite, right? Vintage cote de beauf?” Oneil asked with gladness and thought of requesting the same as well. “And Syrah to pair this.”“Are the two of you leaning towards expensive meals?” Melissa doesn’t like the rib steak. If she has to join them, that would make her credit card already problematic.“I miss this kind of steak since my mom often prepares this for me,” Essi said. “It’s not just about being expensive.”“Oh really?” Melissa nodded to let the blabber get by.“Show me a great deal here then that doesn’t have to be characterized by the price,” Essi challenged.Melissa knows too that the star of this restaurant is the rib-eye steak. Even if the roasted salmon is the most affordable among all dishes, she knew that it

Behind the strict image of Latifa Mercator is a caring and broken person. Essi was entailed with the vividness of the scene that night. Latifa was quick to pose an figure of a delighted mother taking care of her son. Essi couldn’t help but feel bad about covering the incident of Oneil’s amnesia although such a deed had already been long forgotten.“You seem pretty too occupied today,” Victor noticed as he closes the door of Essi’s home office. “Were you worrying on how to handle our overseas schedule again?”“It’s not about that. It’s not like it should be new to me,” Essi stated and proceeded again to think deeply.“Are you in conflict with Oneil again?” Victor was trying to figure it out by himself but Essi was just too subtle on her gestures. He is never sure if she needed help. When Essi slowly looked up to him, that is when his senses start to kick against his silence when he would just let Essi and Oneil deal with each other alone. He would want to get Essi just to protect her f

Oneil noticed how his mother got a little busier than before. At first, it puzzles him. But as this familiar joy begins to spark in Latifa’s eyes, he gets happy for him as well. So when she was investing her attention on typing emails inside Paulo’s library, Oneil went inside with some tea and cookies for her.“Are you busy for the foundation, ma?” he asked as he takes a seat.Latifa acknowledged his visit but she kept her eyes on the monitor. Oneil loves the set up of this scene where the dreamy morning sheds a good dispersion of sunlight through the white curtains of the office. It highlights his mother finding a good reason to be happy on her job. As if she is excited for a good result. Her pearl earrings sparkle along her smile. She grinned brightly and finally gazed upon her son.“What is it ma?” Oneil asked again because his mother’s smile is really contagious.“I’m just happy for Victor. We’re somehow getting some clues about his real family. Sooner than later, The Carolus Foun