Back in Andville City, Mavis hardly touched her food as she kept stealing glances from Maximillion, who seemed unperturbed by how the news of their engagement seemed to have caused a storm. When she noticed that he suddenly paused from eating his steak, she stabbed her broccoli and shoved it in her mouth without wasting another second.“Is something bothering you?” he questioned straightforwardly.Mavis swallowed her food and nodded.“H-Have you found Karylle yet?” she asked in return.“No. We reached another deadend, but no worries, my men are still searching the city for her.”“What about Kyler?”Hearing that name made Maximillian put down his knife and fork. He gazed at Mavis, who merely looked back at him for a short three seconds before looking away.“Care to explain who this Kyler is?” His brow slightly raised. “H-He…” She hesitated since she, too, truly did not know what her relationship with Kyler was. “He is my son…”The man in front of her froze. “How old is he?” he presse
Hestia cannot help but let out a heavy sigh. With Mavis confirmed not residing in that safe place she prepared, she could not help but feel a heavy weight upon her shoulders. Not to mention, her twin sister was with her fiance at the moment. That alone would cause a domino of jeopardy. The worst part was she had no idea how Maximillian would react once he found out the truth.Even with the thousand of what-ifs rushing in her mind, she shook her head as if to refresh her thoughts. She grabbed her phone once more and dialed Dr. Charlie’s number.“First things first, I have to make sure that Kyler and Karylle are safe, the same goes with Mavis,” she muttered, reminding herself all over again that none comes second to those three.After a few rings, Dr. Charlie finally answers the call, however, even before she could speak, the doctor berated her.“I came here for a business trip, not to be interrogated and be under the constant watch of your fiance’s men. Just for you to know, on my firs
Hestia stared at her phone for a few minutes, processing what she just read. Was it fake news? Most likely since she knew to herself that Maximillian would never make their relationship public without her consent. Hence, she felt something was definitely wrong and she needed to address it as soon as possible or everything she had planned so far would be in ruins.She shut her eyes for a while to take a deep breath and keep herself together. Pressing the call button, she stared at her reflection. Her glare could have broken the mirror if it was a dagger. Her knuckles almost turned white as she clenched her fist tight while her phone kept on ringing.“Pick up,” Hestia muttered. “Pick up, Karylle. Pick the phone up!”“The number you have dialled is unattended or out of coverage. Please, try you call later–”She clicked the red button and threw her phone into her bag. Her hands spread out against the counter as her head hung low. “Max isn’t reckless… He would not do something like this
"W-What condition?" Mavis stuttered as her heart pounded against her chest.Even though Maximillian had not spoken yet, a shiver made her hair stand on their ends as if warning her that she was entering a trap."Let's make our engagement public," he responded without a hint of jest in his tone of voice.Mavis choked on her food in no time since she never once thought that he would ask something so huge like that. She immediately grabbed the glass of water being handed to her and drank almost half of it. When she got a grip of herself, she glared at Maximillian."Are you out of your mind?" she half-shouted. "I... I can barely remember who you are and the people around me yet you are asking such a thing? How heartless can you be?"The mafia boss's expression did not change. Neither did his mind waver despite Mavis's valid point. He set down his knife and fork before looking her straight in the eyes."That is the very reason I want our relationship to be public. I do not want anyone else
Grayson's kiss was possessive. His arm snaked around her waist, pulling her closer towards him and feeling her warmth that he seemed to have been hungry for. With his other hand, he held the back of her neck to deepen the kiss, however, Hestia pulled away. Pain tugged at her heart and disgust started to boil at the pit of her stomach. "We... We should not be doing this," she muttered, putting her hand over his chest to push him away."You're right. My apologies."After saying those words, Grayson turned his back on her and strutted out of the gazebo, leaving her all by herself. He ran his fingers over his hair with a frustrated sigh upon realizing what he had done. He already divorced her and was now preparing to marry the woman who saved him and who was supposedly his bride years ago, but he hated himself for having contradicting feelings. He could only remind himself to get his senses together so as not to make another mistake that he might regret later on.Not to mention, he did n
Hestia sat on the side while enjoying her glass of champagne. Her eyes scanned the room and she pretty much could name every businessmen who attended the party. Heaving a sigh, she could only wait for Mrs. Charter's next move since she was surely to play Cupid that evening. It was probably to make sure that Hestia won't try to get Grayson back from Venice and keep her occupied until the wedding.Shifting her gaze to the right side of the room, just two tables away from her was the group where Venice and Grayson were. According to the information Hestia gathered, they were the elite friends of the up-and-coming bride who visited from overseas."Oh, Mavis... Don't just sit there and watch everyone get along," Mrs. Charter said as she approached Hestia with a rather exaggerated smile.Along with her was a man, probably in his early 30s. He stood at almost six feet with his hair slicked back and only a few strands fell on his forehead. The moment their gazes met, the man smiled and nodded