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.
The room emptied one by one, the Petrov men filing out as if the meeting had simply paused, not ended. Even Zandrie was ushered along with them, leaving without protest. The door closed. Silence settled again. This time, it felt different. Cassie was left alone with Ashton. He didn’t move. Didn’t
“You seem particularly invested in Malakai Group’s welfare, CEO Pierce,” Vasili said. “Since when do you involve yourself in matters like this?” His gaze stayed on Ashton, measured, probing—waiting. “You already know why, Vasili Wright,” Ashton replied, his voice low. “I know nothing,” Vasili s
"It’s a pleasure to meet you, Chairman Greene… CEO Wallace.” Ashton’s voice was casual, controlled. He gave a slight tilt of his head—polite, but without deference. “The honor is ours, CEO Ashton Pierce.” Zandrie answered smoothly, stepping in without hesitation, fully aware Cassie had yet to rec
“With due respect, gentlemen, I know exactly what I walked into.” Cassie’s voice cut cleanly through the quiet exchange among the Petrov men. Holding herself steady took effort. Her pulse was loud, insistent, but none of it reached her voice. She kept it firm. Controlled. The room’s attention shif







