Annabel's P.O.V
I took my phone and googled about Karl Rodrigo on my way home; not much was said about him except that he was a businessman happily married to Dalisay Gabriel with different loved-up photos of them that made me chuckle."Believe the internet at your own risk," I hissed.
I dialed Judith's number."Hey, sis," I said when she picked up.
"What's up, Bella? Your call came in right on time, baby girl. I was worried if Karl had added you to the list of his wives." Judith said, and I raised a brow. "List of his wives?" I questioned."Yes, girl, you had me right. The motherfucker is a gold digger, just like his public display wife," She added, and I became more confused.
I've known Judith for over five years; she has been the private investigator my parents had hired to help me with my findings.
Although, she is more of a family to me now.
We relocated together from New York to the Philippines. Getting along with her wasn't easy at first because of the trauma I had gone through from Dalisay's betrayal, but I am glad I learned to love and trust her. She is my guardian angel."Okay, girl, you are getting me more confused right now; what's up?" I asked as I came down from my car after my driver had pulled over in the parking lot.
"Our internet couples are as fake as their wealth except that of the wife," she shrugged. "Karl Rodrigo has a wife in one of the remote Philippine villages where he has been married to her for the past fifteen years, and they have two beautiful kids together," my mouth was left wide open in shock as I listened to her. "He abandoned his wife and came to Manila, the capital city, in search of greener pasture. And fortunately for him, he got a big catch; his wife is too primitive to know her husband is one of the Philippine big boys here in the capital," she added sarcastically while I tried to comprehend.Now I understand why he had little or no personal details on the internet. He was a fraudster. I gave a loud outburst.
"Karma is a bitch girl," I said, and Judith laughed. "So, How did he catch my best friend's eyes?" I asked sarcastically. "oh, I guessed he used his charming physique. Dalisay has always had an eye for well-built guys," I added. "Not only that, I think it is more of an arranged marriage from Dalisay's mom. Karl was her sugar boy, and I wondered how he had convinced her to marry her daughter. " Judith said; I was bewildered. "Bastards!" I muttered."I doubt Dalisay is aware of her Mom's mischievousness," Judith said while I took a deep breath.
"This whole thing is getting more intriguing, and I am so optimistic," I said with a beaming smile."How was your night with him?" Judith inquired, and I pouted my lips.
"That guy is a gigolo. He is so good with his cock. No wonder he has been fucking both mother and child," I added sarcastically, and we laughed.
"I can't remember the last time I got good sex like that of last night. I had to go for more even after taking contraceptives after our first round, and Trust me; the media aren't doing justice to his look. He is damn cute and way hotter in person.his smooth, spade-shaped beard. He had a devil-may-care outlook and a stellar smile, then his chest screamed," Take me to Mama." I said dramatically while Judith laughed.
"you are sounding like a teenager in love," she said. "Nah, I can't be in love with him, but I'll make sure he becomes mine. A divorce between them will leave my enemy devastated, and that's one of the goals, " I bragged. "Just be careful. These people are dangerous." Judith said with concern. "I'm dead and can't be killed again," I assured her. "catch you later, Bella; my boss just walked in," Judith said."But you know you don't have to work," I said.
"So I'll be bored all day like you? No," she said while I laughed. Judith was used to being a workaholic. Even as a private investigator, she was also a designer and had gotten a flexible job in the Philippines to keep her occupied, even though I was against it. "Well said, talk later then, bye.""Bye, love you," she shouted before I hung up the call.
Immediately, a message notification popped up on my phone. It was from Karl Rodrigo.
(Hey Amihan, I've spoken to my wife about your proposal, and she is excited to do business with you. She will reach out to you shortly.)
I smiled as I read through the message. The universe is beginning to work in my favor, and I deserve it. A call came in almost immediately from an unknown number, which my phone identified as Dalisay Gabriel. I picked up the call and took a deep breath."Hello," she greeted. I remembered that voice. The memories of how naive and innocent that voice was when we first met reminisced in my heart. But right now, hearing this voice made me so angry. It's been ten years since I last heard that voice speak to me directly. I've watched her interviews and felt so much hatred, but right now, it is more intense.
"Hi," I cleared my throat. "I'm I speaking with Miss Amihan Jude? " She inquired, sounding so lovely. "Yes. Please, who is on the line?" I responded. "I am Mrs Dalisay Rodrigo," she said calmly. "Oh, Mr. Karl Rodrigo's wife?" I asked and rolled my eyes as she laughed."Yes! "
" Oh, I wasn't expecting you to call. I was hoping to hear from your secretary. Considering your caliber of person," I added.
"You are an important client and deserve more than a call from a secretary." She declared while I faked a smile. "A message was sent to your company's email regarding an appointment with us. I decided to call you and inform you personally, " she said. "Okay. I'll go through it now and get back to you soon." I replied, feeling exhausted already."See you see, madam," She said.
"No problem," I replied and hung up the call.From her voice, I could tell she was the same Dalisay I had left ten years ago. Her sweet-talking charm was still there, but they could not break the wall of my heart as they did years ago.
I threw myself on the bed and stared at the ceiling for a few minutes, thinking about how karma had started working for my sake.Three years later, Amihan's Pov, Three years had passed, and everything had changed. I stood at the window, looking out at the world below, and a wave of mixed emotions washed over me. Nostalgia, regret, wistfulness, pride, hope. It was a complex stew of feelings, impossible to separate or label. I closed my eyes, letting the memories wash over me like a summer rain.As I thought about the journey that had brought me here, I felt a deep sense of gratitude. It had been a long road, full of twists and turns, but I was finally where I wanted to be. The funeral for Dalisay was a somber but beautiful affair, a fitting tribute to a life well-lived. As she was laid to rest, it felt like her soul was finally at peace.In the weeks and months that followed, Karl and Adams threw themselves into raising Bella. They loved her fiercely, determined to give her everything they could. And as she grew, she began to resemble her mother more and more, both in looks and in spirit. With little Bella by
Amihan's POV, I tried to sit up, but the pain in my head and stomach was excruciating. I could feel the grogginess of sleep slowly fading away, and I became aware of my surroundings. It was a hospital room, and the memory of the shooting came flooding back. "Mom," I said weakly, my voice hoarse from disuse. "Where is Dalisay?""Dalisay's getting the best care possible, honey," my mom said, her voice gentle and soothing. But even as she spoke, I couldn't help but sob. I felt so guilty, knowing that Dalisay had risked her life to save me."She's going to be okay," my mom said, rubbing my back comfortingly. "And you're going to be okay too. We're all going to get through this together."I wanted to believe her, but my emotions were still too raw. I couldn't stop crying. My gaze shifted to the corner of the room, and I saw Judith standing next to my father. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked like she had been crying. I felt a surge of anger well up inside of me."What is sh
Two weeks later, Judith's POV, The last two weeks had been a blur of pain and anguish. My best friend, Amihan, lay comatose in the hospital, clinging to life by a thread same as Dalisay. I blamed myself for everything that had happened. It was my selfish desire for Maxwell that had caused all of this. I had been so jealous of Amihan's relationship with him, that I had pushed her to move into the mansion, even though I knew it was dangerous. And now she was fighting for her life, while I was left with nothing but regret and guilt."Judith, you look exhausted," Amihan's mother said, her face filled with concern. "Why don't you go home and get some rest? You've been here at the hospital for days now."As soon as they had received news of Amihan's incident, her Foster parents had flown down from New York, arriving the next day. They had been at the hospital ever since, taking turns to stay with Amihan. She was right. I hadn't slept in days, and I was running on empty. But I didn't want
Karl's POV,"We have to be fast with whatever we have to do, because Chloe or Susan whichever you want to call her, is a crazy woman and wouldn't hesitate to do anything, her words shouldn't be taken lightly," I said to them who had been listening to me without interruption with my eyes wide open, I swallowed hard in an attempt to quell my panic that had gotten a grip of my heart,I was scared as I spoke which made my voice shake, I was scared if revealing the truth about my status with Chloe, the fear of making Luciana and Dalisay find out that I had been lying to them about my first wife made me pick my words with care."So, what are we going to do now? Because as long as I'm concerned, everyone of you here are suspect, and I'm going to get you all arrested." Maxwell responded unflinchingly, without any iota of panic in him, his expression was grimly as he spoke making everyone shift uneasily on their spot, except Luciana who had been sitting quietly with her fingers resting on her
Dalisay's POV,"Then who did?" he demanded, slamming his hand down on the desk, sending the files scattered across its surface into disarray. His eyes blazed with anger, and his frustration was palpable. "Who was the last person to see her? I need answers, and I need them now!"As I rolled my eyes in thought, a sudden realization hit me. It dawned on me that my mother could be behind Amihan's disappearance. My eyes widened in horror, and I bit my lip, trying to keep my composure. I knew that if I let my emotions get the best of me, this man would see through my facade. "Please calm down, we'll get to the bottom of...""I can't calm down!" he shouted, cutting me off in mid-sentence. His breathing was labored, and his eyes flashed with anger. The look on his face was terrifying, and I felt my heart skip a beat. He looked like a man possessed, and I knew that I had to tread carefully. Fear gripped me as I tried to find the right words to say. I knew that I had to diffuse the situation,
Maxwell's POV,My heart skipped a beat as I saw Amihan's name flash across my phone's screen. I hurriedly picked up the call, but the noise of the airport around me made it difficult to hear what she was saying. She sounded upset, her voice urgent and panicked. I tried to make out what she was saying, but it was impossible. I needed to find a quiet place to take the call.I began to look around for a secluded spot, but the airport was crowded and bustling with activity. Everywhere I looked, people were rushing around, their voices blending together into a cacophony of sound. I had been planning to move to the United Kingdom and start over, but Amihan's call had given me pause. "Babe," I said, my voice quivering as I answered the phone. "I'm sorry. Are you there?""I'm here," she said, her voice trembling. "Please...help me." And then, the line went dead.My heart sank, and I felt a wave of panic wash over me. What had happened? What could she need help with? I tried to call her back