The onlookers were also smiling at the scene between the mother and daughter. Timothy was happy for his friend because he could clearly see the sadness in her eyes as she told her story the night before. Meanwhile, his mother understood the pain of being separated from one’s child, which made her wonder where Claire found the strength to leave her daughter behind. “Mommy, why are you already here?! I mean, I’m happy that you’re here, but why so sudden? You said one month, right?” Claire smiled at her daughter’s words and wiped the tears from her cheeks. “Because Mommy missed you so much, so I finished my work early.” Zoey was about to speak when they heard a voice from upstairs. “Claire, my child?” “Mom!” Claire quickly ran up the stairs and hugged her tightly. “What’s wrong with you, Claire? What if you tripped? You’re grown up now, yet you still don’t think straight!” Claire could only laugh at her mother’s words. No matter what, she had always been so careful wi
On one side, as Hero was driving to the mall to accompany Zayne, his thoughts were deep. He still couldn’t believe what he had witnessed last night—he saw firsthand how Claire defeated her enemies. “How did Claire do that?” Hero whispered to himself, replaying the events of last night in his mind. Hero was Zekiel’s primary “eyes” against those who wanted to bring him down—gangsters, mafia, or rival organizations. As Zekiel was the wealthiest businessman in the world, many wanted to take his position and all his money. Countless had tried to outsmart him in business, but none succeeded. The only solution they saw was to eliminate him. They knew Zekiel didn’t belong to any organization or group. What they didn’t know was that behind his massive company and prestigious name, Gray had trained operatives skilled in combat. Zekiel was one of them. Since childhood, his father had trained him to fight, knowing the day would come when enemies would rise against them—and he was ce
Claire couldn’t move from where she stood, her eyes fixed on her child. Hero, however, acted quickly and approached them, knowing there would be trouble—especially since she wasn’t disguised anymore. “Venice! Wow! Why are you dressed like that?! Where are you going?” Hero’s words made Claire glance at her, widening her eyes in disbelief. Claire couldn’t process it yet—she was still in shock. “U-uhh, well—“ “Tita-Mommy, you look so pretty! That outfit suits you!” Zayne said cheerfully, hugging her leg, which made Claire tremble. She had no idea what to do. Hero cursed under her breath again, seeing how lost Claire was. She stepped away for a moment and called Claire. Claire flinched when her phone rang. “J-just a sec, Zayne, I have a call,” she told the child, who nodded as Claire moved slightly away. “H-Hello?” she answered. “Pull yourself together, Claire! I can see your family from here! If they come over, it’s over for you! You need to get them out of here—now!” Hero
“What does this mean, Venice?” Louise asked Claire in confusion as they sat at the same table with Quinn, Timothy, Dylan, and Bea. Meanwhile, their other companions were seated at a different table. Fortunately, they had managed to convince the kids to separate from them, explaining that they had something important to discuss. Besides, Bianca had already returned to her usual self, so she and Zoey were now able to talk freely. “Why do they call you Claire? Why are your eyes gray? Why does Zayne look like the woman who’s supposedly your daughter?” Louise fired off all the questions swirling in his mind. He couldn’t understand how everything had changed so suddenly. Just a while ago, he had seen Claire in Zekiel’s office, and now, he was shocked by her sudden transformation. “Mr. Hunt—” “Shut up, Dylan! This isn’t business anymore,” Dylan fell silent after interrupting their conversation. “Louise, calm down. There’s no need to get mad at Dylan,” Claire said gently, notici
“What happened, Claire?” Timothy asked worriedly when he noticed the young woman fidgeting with her hands. He knew she only did that when she was anxious or guilty. Because of Timothy’s reaction, the others turned to look at them as well. “I’ll tell you later,” Claire nodded, waiting for their orders to be served first. “We must go to Paris tonight. Zekiel will find out everything if we don’t!” Everyone was shocked, especially Bea. “What?!” Bea said in disbelief, making Claire sigh and turn to her friend. “I’m so sorry, Bea. I’m planning to live in Paris for good.” “What? N-No,” Bea shook her head before taking a bite of her food. “B-Bea—” “Stop, Claire. I don’t want to talk about it,” Bea said calmly, making Dylan glance at her. They all knew Bea was pregnant, so they didn’t want to stress her out. Claire stayed silent. Claire wanted to cry—Bea’s disapproval of her decision hurt, but there was nothing she could do. They had to leave tonight. --- “WHAT?!” Zek
“WHAT do you mean, Hero?” Zekiel’s gaze snapped up to meet Hero’s. The man visibly swallowed under the weight of that predatory stare – it felt like Hero wanted to tear him apart with his eyes alone. “V-Venice isn’t in the country anymore, Kiel.” Hero didn’t even blink as two heavy objects from Zekiel’s desk went flying past his head – hurled at him with violent force. “What do you mean she’s not in the country?! Are you fucking with me?!” Zekiel’s roar made the walls tremble, his eyes burning with barely contained fury. “I’m telling you the truth. Venice is gone,” Hero maintained his calm despite the storm before him. “Impossible! She can’t just disappear on me!” The frustration in Zekiel’s voice cracked as he collapsed into his chair, fingers tearing through his own hair. “They left last—“ “Why didn’t you stop her?!” Zekiel’s interruption came like a gunshot. “How the hell would I know?! Do I look like I control Venice’s mind?! Do you think I have some tracking
CLAIRE “HELLO, Louise?” “Claire? Did you call? Did something happen?” I let out a sigh after Louise asked me that. I didn’t know if what I was about to do was right, but I had no choice but to go through with it. “Louise, can I ask you for a favor?” I closed my eyes as I said it, waiting for her response. “A favor? Of course, anything for you! What is it?” she asked. “Well, here’s the thing, Louise. I really need your help. Zekiel is coming to Paris, and he can’t find out my true identity. So I’m asking you to help me pretend to be your secretary—like you brought me here for work. That’s the reason I’m in Paris.” After I said that, there was silence on the other end of the line. I even checked my phone screen to see if the call had dropped. “Louise? Hello, are you still there?” “Ah, yes! Of course, Claire! Why not? I’d be happy to help you! I’ll come over right now.” Louise abruptly hung up before I could even thank her. Honestly, I was already feeling guilty becau
“Quinn, I thought I could handle it. I thought I could watch over Zayne from afar, but I was wrong. With each passing day, my conscience is eating me alive. I gave that child false hope that we’d see each other again, but the truth is, we won’t. Bea… Bea still hasn’t reached out to me, even now.” Suddenly, Quinn hugged me, and I froze in surprise. “I’m sorry, Claire. I didn’t consider how you were feeling. I was too consumed by my own emotions for Timothy. Forgive me for leaving you alone.” I hugged her back and cried. “E-Every day that passes, I’m losing hope, Quinn. And now, this seems like the only way to fix everything.” She pulled away from our embrace and looked at me in confusion. “What do you mean?” I took a deep breath before answering her question. “I’m ready, Quinn. I’m ready to tell Zekiel the truth. I don’t care if he gets angry at me—I just want to make things right. I’ve been hiding from the past for too long. I can’t do this anymore.” She hugged me again af
Claire glanced at her trembling hands, the pain and fear of losing the child in her womb overwhelming her. Then, she saw the crown in front of her, picked it up, and placed it on her head before aiming the gun at them again. “A p-princess fears nothing.” Claire moved swiftly and pulled the trigger, but the two dodged. Camille quickly grabbed another gun and fired at Claire, hitting her shoulder, making Zayne cry even harder. “Mommy!!!” He desperately wanted to escape but couldn’t. The noise woke Zoey, and as her mind processed what was happening, she began to cry, drawing Zayne’s attention. “Z-Zoey, close your eyes!” No matter how much Zayne pleaded, the twin couldn’t stop crying. He looked at his mom, now lying unconscious on the floor with blood on her leg, and shut his eyes—he couldn’t bear to see her like that. He prayed that someone would save them when, moments later, he heard gunshots. His eyes snapped open, and he saw tall men in palace guard uniforms swiftly surroun
Her body and hands were tied to the chair, so she couldn’t move. She tried to turn her face away, but Camille grabbed it again, gripping even tighter than before. “Look at me!” Camille shouted angrily, leaving her no choice but to obey. “Do you see this scar?!” Camille hissed. “Yeah, it makes you even uglier.” Claire’s words only infuriated Camille further, who then slapped her hard, forcing her face to the side. “Btch! When someone talks to you properly, answer properly! I’ll make you feel what I went through! I’ll ruin your face because you don’t deserve this!” Camille snatched the crown Claire was wearing, making Claire’s eyes widen in shock—that crown was sacred, and their laws forbade anyone else from touching it. “This suits me better.” “Give that back! It doesn’t belong to you!” But Camille ignored her, placing it on her own head while Claire could only watch helplessly. “See? It looks better on me.” Camille admired herself in a mirror. “Wow, this must be expe
When I said no, it’s a no. No buts, Timothy—take her to the room and don’t let her out. Timothy nodded at the man’s command and grabbed Claire, who immediately tried to pull away. “No! You can’t do this, Zekiel! My child is in there! I won’t rest until they’re safe! Zekiel!” Zekiel ignored Claire’s screams as Timothy dragged her away, continuing with their planning. “Why did you send Claire away? She could’ve helped us too,” Zekiel shot Hero a sharp look for his remark. “Oh, so you’d be fine if I included your wife in this?” Hero fell silent at that and they resumed their planning. Meanwhile, Claire, furious, struggled against Timothy as he forced her toward their room. She was already thinking of ways to escape and save the children. “Don’t even try. I won’t take my eyes off you,” Timothy said flatly, which only made Claire glare harder. But her anger turned to shock when a man suddenly appeared in front of Timothy, holding a baton. “Behind you!” Her warning came to
”We can go back to the palace after we rescue the twins,” Timothy said to Claire, who was fixing herself up after changing clothes. She couldn’t wear that dress anymore because it would hinder their plan to infiltrate Louise’s hideout. At first, she couldn’t believe that Louise was the one who kidnapped her children—especially since she had trusted her—but she was wrong. “I won’t leave until the twins are safe, Kuya,” After saying that, Claire walked out to head to the hideout, where they would plan their assault on Louise’s lair. Timothy could only sigh at his friend’s words—he knew her well. When someone she loved was in danger, she would do everything to save them. “Wait, why did you disappear earlier, Kuya Timothy? And Aunt Kaithy was gone too,” The man looked at her and smiled. “I still have a duty to fulfill, Princess.” “And what is that?” Claire asked curiously. “To report on your brother. As for Mom, she went back home. She said she’d only return to the Philipp
After Claire ordered the twins to be taken to their room, the bodyguards immediately covered their mouths with handkerchiefs laced with sedatives, causing Zayne’s eyes to widen in shock as the twins desperately tried to call for their parents. But it was too late—they had already inhaled the sedative. The bodyguards acted swiftly, slipping out through the back of the kitchen and into a waiting car outside. Since they were recognized as the Gray family’s guards, they were let through without issue. Their journey was smooth, and soon they were greeted by their employer. “Very good, boys,” the woman said with a smile. “Thank you, ma’am. Where should we take the twins?” they asked, addressing none other than Camille. “Take them to my beloved’s room. He’ll reward you for this,” she replied, grinning. The men smiled widely and immediately carried the twins upstairs. Camille watched them go, her gaze lingering as they carried the unconscious children. “Now I’ll finally get my rev
“I-I just wanted to know something before you leave.” They froze at Zekiel’s words and turned to look at him. “W-When will you come back for me and the kids?” Claire felt as if she’d been struck by an arrow at the man’s question, biting her tongue as she struggled to answer. “I-I don’t know… The moment I wore the crown, I could no longer turn away from my duty.” The women cried even harder at Claire’s words, and even Zekiel’s mother began to sob. In the short time they had spent with the young woman, they had seen how kind-hearted she was and how deeply she loved their son. So when she needed help, they didn’t hesitate to support her. “R-Right… Okay, thank you for answering.” Zekiel could no longer hold back his tears and nearly collapsed where he stood—luckily, his father acted quickly and steadied him. “I-I’m okay, Dad… I’m fine,” he told his father, though it was obvious he wasn’t, as he still clung tightly to his arm. Claire didn’t miss his tears and quickly wiped her
Note: -Kuya (Tagalog for “older brother ”) ____ “WHAT? W-What else are you hiding from me in my life that I don’t know about?” Claire let out a sigh at the man’s words. “Guards!” Everyone was startled when Claire shouted loudly—loud enough for the twins’ bodyguards to hear. Moments later, the bodyguards rushed in from outside and bowed before her. “Yes, Your Highness,” the leader of the guards said respectfully. “Take my children and bring them to their room.” “W-What? Mommy, no! Please, no!” Zayne screamed as one of the bodyguards approached and immediately carried him away, while Zoey only snapped out of her daze when another guard lifted her. “M-Mommy!” Claire forced herself to ignore her children’s pleas because she also didn’t want them to hear the truth. “B-Bad guys...” Zoey whispered weakly, but no one heard her as the door was already closing. “Why did you have to send the twins away?” Quinn asked, making Claire glare at her. The young woman swallowed
REMINDER!I didn’t add the monarchy to the plot to make it unique or to play around with the royal family of Spain. THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION, guys! Whatever I wrote about Claire being a princess is purely my own creation, especially the way they rule in Spain! DON’T CANCEL ME, PLEASE! THIS IS NOT BASED ON A TRUE STORY!
“K-Kuya, I can’t accept this because we’re leaving soon, right? You’re here now because you’ve come to take me back, aren’t you?” I pulled away from his embrace and looked into his sorrowful eyes. “I-I’m sorry, Claire,” I shook my head at him. “You don’t have to apologize, Kuya Timothy. I know my duty. I know what I must do.” After saying that, I went to my room, walking lifelessly from the pain I felt. As much as I wanted to say yes to Zekiel earlier, there were still things I needed to finish. When I entered the room, I saw a box inside, so I approached it and opened it. “That’s what you’ll wear, Claire. When you return to the palace, you must be ready and show them all that you are their princess.” I heard Kuya Timothy’s words and saw a princess dress and a royal princess cloak—something I had only ever seen in shows before, but now, I was the one who would wear it. Both were pink—a soft baby pink—while the main dress was long-sleeved with beads on the front and a r