CHAPTER 7: Falling in Hate

CARLO'S POV

I walked into the elevator with John, my private agent.

"How did it go? Were you able to get any audience with her family?" I asked, a bit hopeful.

"I'm afraid, it wasn't successful Mr Rodriguez. They didn't let me in or responded to my emails, texts or calls. I've heard no word from them all through the six times we've attempted. I dare to say, you should give up on this quest. I asked around and no one has seen her in years neither did they want to talk about her. It's like she's disappeared from the Philippines." He said and I smiled sadly.

"It's fine John. I guess we have to stop sending people over." I said. The elevator door opened at the last floor and we stepped out, heading towards the exit as the employees bowed low in greeting when they saw me. My phone rang in that moment and I retrieved it from pants pocket. Alvin was calling.

"Boss, I have news for you about that lady." He said immediately the call connected. I froze on my steps instantly.