The night wind swept through Cheryl's hair as she lay on the rooftop, making her shiver from the cold for daring to lie there in the middle of the night. The words spoken by Beatrice and Mateo kept replaying in her mind, adding to her torment—making her suffer even more.Every breath, every heartbeat, and even every passing second felt increasingly painful when she knew the cause of Rafael's accident. It was her. She was the cause. Rafael left because of her. It was all her fault. Everyone was crying and suffering because of her.Rafael's presence had been like a miracle to her. But, on the contrary, she had become the source of his suffering.With her weak body and pale face, she walked to the edge of the rooftop. Every memory they had spent in this place played in her mind. She looked out over the vast forest expanse at the rooftop's edge. Maybe she wouldn't hesitate to jump off if she wasn't pregnant. But now, her situation was much more complicated. She had to stay alive when she
There's one thing Cheryl learned as an Alejandro—she doesn't give up easily, and she doesn't forgive easily. She has big ambitions, and she has the courage to do whatever she wants. Just like her decision to stay with Carlos because she believed she loved him—although she didn't. She didn't love him, but she felt owed to Carlos, so she forced herself to believe that she loved him.But now, things have changed. She is no longer just an Alejandro; she's also a Wagner. So, there's no reason for her to be afraid."I found this data three days ago, but everything is still unclear," Beatrice showed a long analysis dataset.Cheryl furrowed her brows, reading the data on Beatrice's iPad and trying to understand a confusing family tree diagram of Wagner’s family. It starts from the ancestors of the Wagner family and goes down to Rafael. Even her name was in the data. However, there was something else in the data that looked suspicious."It does look confusing, but in short, Eros Wagner apparen
Cheryl gripped her black jacket tightly around her body as the car she was in came to a halt at the gate of Liam Fernandez's mansion in Milan, Italy.ElWagner's top agents had successfully disabled the mansion a few minutes before she and Beatrice arrived. Rafael's trusted snipers, who had launched an attack on the mansion, had captured Liam Fernandez, who was now being held hostage in his office.The night wind struck Cheryl's face, making her shiver in the cold. Once again, she tightened her jacket. For the first time in her life, she carried a gun. Tonight, she walked in the darkness wearing a bulletproof vest, a gun tucked under her black jacket and a knife concealed in her shoe. Just in case, as Theodore had advised.The smell of blood hit her nose as she walked past the magnificent gates of Liam Fernandez's mansion. Her stomach flared up, but she calmed herself up, placing a hand on her belly. "Be strong, my baby," she whispered softly."Are you okay?" Beatrice turned her head u
"Put away your weapons!" Carlos glared angrily at his guards, who were still pointing their guns at Cheryl as they walked out of Liam Fernandez's mansion.Cheryl still sobbed in Carlos's embrace. She cried—crying was the only thing she could do. Seeing the destruction of ElWagner unfold before her eyes made her realize that the best ElWagner agents had sacrificed themselves for her— for her ambition."That's okay, Cheryl. You can cry," Carlos comforted her, holding her close even as they got into the car.She fell silent for a long time. She couldn't stop her tears, especially when she realized she was now in Carlos's arms."Why did it have to happen?" she muttered in a heartbreaking voice."Relax, you don't need to think about anything. Everything is right, Cheryl. You're with me again," Carlos whispered as he kissed her cheek."You left me, Carlos.""No, I am not," Carlos shook his head. "Not anymore. I apologize for my mistakes. After this, I will never leave you again. We will alw
Cheryl's eyes shone sharply to stare at the rearview mirror on the right. Her hands moved quickly to turn the steering wheel, turning the car she was driving to the right side without giving a signal in the form of a turn signal.The sound of a car horn from the opposite direction echoed and startled Cheryl. She still accelerated the speed without caring about the curses of other drivers who were disturbed with her.From behind, three high-speed Bugatti Chirons were trying to catch up with her. They passed every car on the highway to get closer to Cheryl.In a rage of emotion and fear, Cheryl pressed the gas pedal to accelerate her speed to cut through a crowded highway in the middle of the night. The streets of Manhattan never sleep even though it's already 2 AM.“Cheryl, are you crazy? We could die if you keep speeding up your car!”Cheryl glanced briefly at Veronica who was sitting beside her. A look of panic was evident on Veronica's face, but Cheryl ignored Veronica and preferred
"Hey, how are you feeling?"Cheryl squinted as she tried to adjust her vision to the bright lights. Her hand moved slowly to massage her aching head."Want to drink?" Someone helped Cheryl to get up from a lying position. He held out a glass filled with water which Cheryl immediately gulped down.Her throat felt dry. As the water began to move down her throat, Cheryl let out a low moan as she breathed a sigh of relief."Your head hurts? I have some painkillers that can help relieve your headache. You want some?"Cheryl lifted her head to look at the man who had been restraining her back so she could sit and drink properly.Cheryl's eyes blinked repeatedly. A flash of images of what had happened to her flashed through her head.“Vero,” Cheryl mumbled in a low voice, “where is Veronica?”"She's taking a shower upstairs," that man removed his hand from Cheryl's back and sat in front of Cheryl's bed, looking at her intently. "She'll be down in a minute."Cheryl grimaced softly. She rubbed
“Isn't there some other place you can go? Why go to that stupid man's apartment?”“Look at your phone and see how many times I try to call you! You were busy with your work, and now you are mad at me?”"You know I'm always busy with work. Then why are you protesting now?”"Protest? Why would I be protesting a stubborn man like you? There's no point. You're just going to give me a lot of reasons and then make it look like I'm the guilty one, like I'm the selfish woman who never gets your damn busy work! I know that -""Enough, Veronica!" Mateo cut Veronica's sentence in a loud voice, "Right now, you're wrong, so don't try to change the subject so you can blame me for being busy."Cheryl rolled her eyes in annoyance. She was sick of listening to Mateo and Veronica's endless fight.For a moment, Cheryl recalled one incident after another that made her trapped in the helicopter with Mateo and Veronica.The first is Mateo's stupidity who immediately beats Rafael without listen to Veronica'
According to Mateo's instructions, Cheryl jumped down from the helicopter and immediately ran away, who had descended with Veronica first.The night wind blew hard against Cheryl's skin, blowing strands of her hair and making her shiver with cold. Cheryl had never felt scared like this before. It felt as if he was struck by misfortune repeatedly on the same night."Where did the helicopter driver go?" Cheryl asked as she continued to run after Mateo after she saw the helicopter driver leaving the helipad above Rafael's apartment building again.“Keep that useless vehicle away from this building,” Mateo replied calmly. His hand moved to reach Cheryl's arm. Then he brought Cheryl to go faster."The helicopter is going to explode?" Veronica asked."Possible,"Cheryl frowned. The helicopter was about to explode, but the driver didn't immediately get down to save himself.“Alejandro's bodyguards will arrive in 15 minutes. For now, we should stay at Rafael's apartment." Mateo pressed the bu