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

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

“GET OUT NOW!” Alana yelled and pushed away the servant girl, everything she was holding scattered on the floor, shattering the glass into pieces. The girl was scared out of her wits that she didn't dare go close to her boss.“P-please eat something…t-take your medicine,” the girl dropped to her knees and tried to gather the pills scattered all over.“M-madam please you are not well…” the girl pleaded with Alana, but she kept throwing things around. Afraid of what might happen to her boss, she ran out of the room to call for help. The girl was running down the passageway when she nearly bumped into someone. “I'm so sorry, I…” she said nervously and glanced up only to find her boss.“What is it…has she eaten?” Ricardo asked the girl she asked to give Alana something to eat. She would rather not see him. It had been five days since the incident and his wife refused to see him.“No, sir…she threw away everything… I'm afraid” the girl said and dropped to her knees. She hoped her boss did

“She's your wife…she said that, and you let her go,” Marcela was in disbelief as she paced back and forth in Ricardo's office. She got a call earlier, only to find out Alana and Ricardo separated.“Go now and get her back…do you think marriage is a joke,” she had worked hard to get a girl like Alana for Ricardo. She was exceptional and a good girl from a good family.“Her parents entrusted her to us…she's your wife so now go and apologize to us,” she said with a slam of her hand on the desk, Ricardo was silent as he listened carefully. Alana made her decision, he tried to stop her, but she wouldn't listen. “You forced this on me… I don't want her back…she left and that's it,” he wasn't going to ask her back because she chose to leave his life. Despite everything, he wasn't willing to force any woman into his life.“You are still stubborn…do you prefer I call Armando here…maybe he can pump some sense into you,” one thing Marcela hated about Ricardo was that he was arrogant. He wasn't

Nothing beat the smile on Alana's face. As much as she had been nervous about the event. It was more spectacular and mesmerizing than she imagined. The guests turned up so well. The cold breeze gave a blissful feeling. The twinkling stars in the sky made the scenery even more beautiful. “Ha, now this is what I call a fashion show, splendid!” A man beside her said at the top of his voice, since there was loud music. Julius, who was holding a champagne flute, nodded in agreement. “Thank you, Mr. Gilbert, I was worried we would let you down,” Alana smiled shyly and watched the stage. As Maya said, the decor was breathtaking. She was worried about the set, unfortunately, the glimmering lights around by the lakeside were blissful. “This is wonderful… I checked backstage and everything was as we expected,” the man remarked in amusement. Alana was grateful to have Mr. Gilbert as the main sponsor. She was worried about this, but the man turned out to be generous. “The show will start s