Seeing Mauricia shut her mouth without asking further questions as if she just got scolded by her parents was like I was watching an intense drama on television. To make it more annoying, I smirked at her. And it worked when Mauricia bent the tip of her brows while looking at me in the eye, filled with excitement. "I know you better than Yvanna. You are more ruthless and heartless than me. Do you think I would believe you now?" he added. "Don't blame your Mom, Norman. She knows nothing about her. Look what happened to her shopping malls. She remained clueless about her people smuggling our inventories behind her knowledge." "I already knew that, of course," she defensively replied. "It's just I felt pity for them if I am going to do something about it. Please, believe me, Norman. That woman is poisoning your mind. You shouldn't believe in anything she said." Norman removed Mauricia's grip before he departed his seat and dropped his butt on the other chair. His acti

Since I found Justine betrayed me, I couldn't find it in me to trust men. I started to build up walls and became hesitant to open up. It might take a lot of time and effort to learn to trust again. However, it is crucial to give ourselves and others the chance to rebuild trust. Tanner hadn't done anything wrong with me yet. He saved me from those monsters in the precinct. Fifteen years. They claimed that I'd be locked up in jail for fifteen years, the price for what I did to Jennifer and Jennie. I can't live and rot in jail without sending them to the burning hell first. "But you must tell me what exactly happened in the toilet room so I can defend your case," he added. "Can you do that for me?" "Do you really believe me that I didn't do all that to them?" I asked. Tanner was put into profound silence as he focused his undivided attention on the road ahead of us. His sudden silence tells me that he isn't similar to the police officers. "As your attorney,

"Do you need me to bring you to the hospital?" he added, this time, in a worried tone. He did not even let go of his hands from me, thinking I might fall again. "That's not necessary, Mr. Emilio. I'm good." I replied before I voluntarily removed his hands from me and stood still. "I'm just delighted that finally, for the very first time, I got the justice I deserved." Mr. Emilio frowned as he followed me to the car. "Are you sure? I mean, you might be overwhelmed after what happened to you these days." "I already lost count of how many times I was admitted to the hospital, Mr. Emilio." That's one for a fact. "Don't worry about me. Noah and Norman claimed that I was the strongest woman in the world. I'm still alive after Mauricia beat the hell out of me." We then took off as soon as we were settled into the car. Behind and ahead of us were police patrol cars assisting us back to the mansion. The reason Mr. Emilio kept an eye on me was because he got an order fro

The heavy tension between us deepened, letting me expect that indeed something happened from their one-on-one or man-to-man conversation. "Why?" I asked. "Did he cut a deal with you? Did he offer you something I can't afford? Tell me, Tanner. The one thing I learned in life is that loyalty and truth can be bought with money. Are you one of those people?" To my surprise, Tanner stepped onto the accelerator and sped up the car. "I think it would be better if you ask Norman about it, Yvanna." Tanner defensively replied. Anger and hatred were evident in his statement. The reason Tanner cut a deal with me was that he also wanted to see and witness Norman buried in the ground. He will be the second, apart from me, who would be looking forward to seeing that day. Perrys and dela Vegas have been business rivals as far as I can remember Going back in the day, Tanner has been extremely bullied by Norman and his circle of friends. But he couldn't fight back because apart

"Let go of us, Yvanna!" Veronica cried out as she attempted to remove my hand from their hair. "We didn't do anything wrong." Malia debated. "In fact, we are someone else's escorts." A few security guards attempted to break us apart from after catching a glimpse that it was me, they backed out. Instead, they followed us outside the building. The moment we stepped foot outside, I pushed the two harder. Hard enough they both stumble to the rough and muddy surface of the ground. Their once glimmering expensive evening gowns are now stained with dirt and mud. And I have no regrets dragging them away from the event. "Do you think I am that fool enough not to notice what you two are doing to my husband?" I growled at them. "Even if you were someone else's escort, doesn't mean you cannot flirt with him." Veronica and Malia burst into tears as they looked around. Hundreds of flashing cameras surrounded us, catching every angle of the commotion. Malia tried to cover her face with her bar