LOGIN“We missed all of you!” he chimed cheerfully. “We missed you too, buddy,” Dino called out, stepping forward with a wide, excited grin. “We even built hammocks and a treehouse at the orchard. You should check them out later.” “Yey! We have a treehouse and hammock!” Atlas’s face lit up instantly,
Four years later— The convoy slowed as it entered Sta. Cristina, the once-quiet town now alive with movement and color. Gone were the uneven dirt roads. In their place stretched smooth pathways that wound through thriving fields—rows upon rows of crops swaying beneath the sun, their greens deeper,
The wedding celebration slowly softened as the sun dipped behind the mountains of Sta. Cristina. Laughter still lingered in the front yard of the humble Greene home—warm, unrestrained, filled with the joy of a union long awaited. But somewhere between the laughter and the fading light—Cassie and A
A breath. “Every day.” Her smile deepened through her tears. “Every lifetime.” Their gazes remained locked—quiet, unwavering—despite the swell of applause rising around them. It filled the chapel, warm and thunderous, echoing against the wooden walls. Pride shone in the men’s eyes, steady and u
"Cassie…” His voice came out quieter than anyone had ever heard it—stripped of authority, stripped of control. Just Ashton. Just a man standing before the woman he loved. After her slow, soulful walk toward him… after Eliseo and Celia had gently, tearfully placed her hand in his— He held her now.
Cassie allowed herself to be pulled forward, though her expression remained stunned, her mind still trying to grasp the sheer extravagance hidden beneath what she thought was simplicity. Behind her, Eliseo and Carmel exchanged a glance. Then, almost in unison, their gazes drifted back to the gown.
"Well, well, well… alone tonight?” Cassie’s steps came to an abrupt halt as several figures suddenly moved to block her path. She didn’t even have time to react before the sharp, familiar voice reached her ears. Mirriam stood at the center of the small group, her lips curled into a snickering smi
"I don’t waste my time entertaining your insignificant hypotheses, Miss Cassidy Greene,” Roel Danes sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. He folded his arms across his chest, looking her up and down as though she were nothing more than a nuisance. “Perhaps you should focus instead on the conse
“In two days,” Roel declared, his voice swelling with triumph, “we will attend the grand party hosted by Malakai Group. Every influential figure in Bay City will be there.” A confident smirk lifted the corner of his mouth. “And on that night, the entire city will finally see the truth.” He paused
"Has the chairman of the Malakai Group arrived in the country?” Edward Shen asked, his brows drawn together as he stared at the television screen mounted on the wall. The news channel was running continuous coverage of the arrival of the conglomerate’s executives. Clips of luxury convoys pulling in







