Se connecter“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.
A heavy silence settled over the boardroom after Cassidy’s departure. It pressed down on everyone—thick, uncomfortable, inescapable. Ashton and Zandrie exchanged a brief look, one loaded with frustration and restraint, before both men let out slow, measured breaths. The other board members sat sti
But what was new? She had grown up with their cruelty. Had learned, painfully, how to endure sharp glances, hushed insults, and words meant to remind her she never truly belonged. Still, no matter how familiar the pain was, it never stopped hurting. After all these years, she was still nothing mor
Donned in a pristine white business suit—and adorned with the new jewelry Ashton had bought for her the day before—Cassie stepped into Knowles Corporation with measured confidence. The diamonds caught the light with every movement. Heads turned. Conversations dipped into hushed murmurs. Curious gl
Ashton offered no acknowledgment. “Just these three?” he asked Cassie, his focus unwavering. Cassie shrugged, unfazed by the glares burning into her back. “Well, if I add more, Mirriam and her friends might convulse from concern that I’m shamelessly spending my husband’s money,” she said casually







