I still can’t believe what happened earlier. Right now, I’m lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling. The place I’m renting is on the second floor. It’s not very big, but since it was built in the olden days, I really liked it. It’s made of wide wooden planks and varnished. The window is pure wood and swings open sideways. Yes, I grew up in the Philippines, but I don’t know what that type of window is called—I forgot a long time ago. My bed is also made of wood and has a space for a mosquito net, like the sleeping quarters of the wealthy back in the day, but with a touch of modern style. The place has been renovated, so from the outside, it looks pleasant and beautiful, while the inside is absolutely stunning. They say the owner lives abroad and just wants to rent it out so someone can live here. Now, back to what happened earlier—I can’t believe I just talked to Zekiel’s parents! Out of all people, why them?! Oh my God! I immediately sat up and grabbed my hair in frustration
Throughout the interview, I really gave it my all and did my best. I needed to impress them so I could get hired as Zekiel’s secretary. That way, I’d have a better chance of seeing my son—he’s the only reason I’m here anyway. When the interview ended, they both applauded me. A man named Hero was already sitting beside the couple—it seemed he was also one of the interviewers. “Do you mind if I ask why you don’t have a stable job? It’s stated in your resume that you graduated cum laude in fashion design. So why choose to be a secretary in this company?” I didn’t expect that question from him. All three of them were staring at me. “U-uhh…” I scrambled for an answer before remembering what had happened to me in the past. “Not everything in life goes the way you want. Not everything aligns with where you come from. Yes, I graduated with that degree, but fate wasn’t on my side. I’ve been applying to well-known fashion companies for a month now, but as you can see, I haven’t been a
I jolted awake from the cold, recalling what had happened, and I almost collapsed back onto the seat from the shock of my own memories. ”You’re awake.” I turned toward the voice and felt my breath hitch when I saw Zekiel sitting in his chair, sorting through some documents. I couldn’t speak—I was too stunned. But as I glanced around, I realized I was inside his office. What shocked me even more was the dark sky outside his office, visible through the glass walls. It was already night! I immediately checked my watch and panicked—I had to go home! If I didn’t leave now, I’d get stuck in traffic again. Besides, I still needed to call Zoey. She usually sleeps by eight, and I was sure she was waiting for my call. “You’re Venice, right?” I looked at him and saw his brows furrowed as he studied me. I nodded quickly. After getting his answer, he straightened his things, and I did the same—I really needed to leave. He stood up, so I did too, but I had to search for my phone on
CLAIRE arrived early for work to avoid being scolded by her boss, Zekiel. She had already spoken to her family last night, including her mother Lucing and Quinn, reminding the young woman once again to look after things while she was away from home. When she reached her desk, she found a pile of papers waiting for her. With no choice, she began organizing them, even though she wasn’t familiar with some of the documents. All she knew was that they were for Zekiel’s signatures. Sure, she wasn’t officially a secretary yet, but she understood some of what she was reading—stocks and the like. She busied herself for half an hour before deciding to take a break, leaning back in her chair. “Ms. Venice.” She froze mid-stretch upon hearing someone call her. Her eyes darted around, searching for the source, but to her confusion, no one was there. She dismissed it as her imagination and settled back into her seat. “Excuse me.” This time, she shot up from her chair. Claire was easi
“I’m the new secretary of Mr. Gray for now since Hero is on leave,” The woman raised an eyebrow at her words. “Listen to me, poor girl. Don’t try to get the attention of my boyfriend. I’m Camille Hernandez, daughter of Philip Hernandez—one of the biggest shareholders in this company. So don’t you dare mess with me. Got it?” Claire exhaled sharply at the woman’s words and was about to retort when Zayne suddenly grabbed her hand, making her glance at him. She saw the worry in his eyes as he shook his head. Left with no choice, she composed herself and forced a smile at the woman. “Don’t worry, Ms. Hernandez. Flirting with your arrogant boyfriend isn’t part of my plan. That’s the door—go inside and wait for Mr. Gray.” Claire even pointed at Zekiel’s office door for her. “Wait, what did you call him? Arrogant? What kind of poor language is that?” Claire was this close to slapping the woman because of her pretentiousness. She didn’t even know basic Tagalog. “It’s a poor lan
CLAIRE was left alone at her desk, and it had already been an hour. Zayne had gone inside earlier because he said he needed to talk to his dad. Claire agreed since she still had a lot of work to do. “Next time you come here acting all high and mighty, bring an assistant! Who do you think you are, the richest person in the world?” Claire looked up when she heard the irritated voice of her friend Bea. Meanwhile, Camille was stomping out of Zekiel’s office with a scowl on her face. Claire immediately understood why Bea was so annoyed—she must have forced the door open. Claire just stared at Camille until the girl stopped in front of her. “You! You’ll pay for what you did to me earlier!” Camille said tearfully, making Claire want to laugh. “Sure, how much? I’ll pay,” Claire smirked, which only made Camille’s expression darker. “I’ll tell Dad what you did to me!” With that, Camille stormed off, leaving Claire laughing. “Daddy’s girl!” Claire couldn’t help but chuckle, and
“HELLO? Yes, this is Venice Sanchez—oh, the lights?—yes, of course!—please make sure they’re in good condition—yes, I’ll tell Bea—thank you.” Claire leaned back in her chair, exhausted. Ever since Zekiel told her to prepare for tomorrow’s party, she had been scrambling to get everything in order. She knew organizing an event was a lot of work, so she had to start immediately. She was startled when her phone alarm suddenly rang. She checked the time—it was time for Zekiel’s next meeting. She stood up, knocked lightly on his office door, and stepped inside. Inside, she saw Zekiel and Zayne playing together. She paused for a moment, surprised. Despite spending almost the entire day together on her first day, this was the first time she had seen father and son laughing and playing like this. She noticed how much they resembled each other and how genuinely happy they seemed. Shaking her head at the thought, she continued walking toward them. This was Zekiel’s last meeting for the d
They set off on their journey while she stayed at the back with Zayne, while Zekiel was the one driving. As Claire and Zayne were playing, the little boy yawned, so she immediately leaned him against her. “Go to sleep, Zayne. I know you’re tired.” Her words seemed to signal him to close his eyes, and he quickly fell asleep. So the kid was already sleepy but didn’t say anything. The car fell silent after that. Claire didn’t want to disturb her son’s sleep, so she just guided Zekiel on the road until they arrived. “Thank you for the ride, Mr. Gray. You should head home now so Zayne can sleep properly,” she said with a smile. The man only nodded in response before immediately driving off. “Seriously, no manners at all,” Claire muttered in annoyance at how he just left without a word. She let it go and went inside the house, freshened up, and then called her daughter. Zoey happily chatted with her, but like Zayne, she was also tired, so their call didn’t last long before Zoe
Zekiel and Claire were walking around after getting off the plane. They already had a place to stay, and it wasn’t hard to get there, but they decided to walk first to think about where they should start looking for the twins. It was a huge advantage that Claire knew the area well, especially since they were the ones who governed the town—unlike the twins. That’s why they were worried. In the middle of their walk and conversation, they heard someone calling for help. “Did I hear that right? That was Tagalog, wasn’t it?” Claire asked in surprise, and the couple exchanged glances. That was enough for them to understand that someone needed help. Claire was about to rush toward the voice when her husband stopped her. “No, my life! If we save them, we’ll be the ones targeted! I’m sure those people are part of a mafia group!” Zekiel warned his wife, but Claire narrowed her eyes at him. “So, you’ll just let our fellow countrymen get hurt?” Zekiel fell silent at his wife’s words,
Claire had no idea that the blonde woman she was talking about was none other than Zoey. After leaving their house, they immediately went to a remote place with very few people—the kind of area the wealthy would never visit. That was their first thought because they were sure their father would never expect them to stay there temporarily. They rented a small house and paid for a full month, even though they only planned to stay for two days. They introduced themselves as a married couple under the names Lili and Kai Ryan. Since they paid upfront, they were quickly accepted as tenants. The place was small but clean, which Zoey preferred, especially since she was particular about cleanliness. There was only a simple bed and no other furniture, but it didn’t matter to them since they wouldn’t be staying long. While they were there, Zayne took care of arranging their passports and fake documents. Where did he learn to do that? Aside from the internet, he had picked up a lot from t
Bianca immediately stood up when she saw me and hid her phone. I narrowed my eyes at her because of what she did. “Oh yeah, why didn’t we think of it sooner? Those three must be friends!” Hero said, as if suddenly realizing. I sighed, let go of Zekiel’s hand, and approached Bianca. I sat in front of her and looked straight into her eyes. “Bianca, do you know where the twins went? Based on how you hid your phone, you know something, right? So don’t hide it anymore, okay?” I asked with a smile, making her shoulders slump before she nodded at me. “Ninang, I’m worried about them too! I can’t contact them anymore! They told me they’d call as soon as they arrived in Spain!” “Spain?!” We all asked in unison after hearing Bianca’s words. She nodded and handed me her phone. “That’s my last conversation with Zayne, Ninang.” The others immediately gathered around me to look at the phone. There were only a few texts, but it was clear—Zayne said they were going to Spain to look for
CLAIRE “PLEASE, Papa, just agree! I don’t know what I’ll do if something bad happens to my children. Papa, I’m begging you!” I was almost on my knees in front of Papa, just so he would allow me to return to the Philippines. When I found out the twins were missing, I immediately disturbed Papa so I could go home as soon as possible. I wouldn’t be at peace until I knew where they were. First, Kuya Clark goes missing, and now them too? “Claire, my child, stand up. I’ll agree, but—” “Thank you, Papa!” I couldn’t help myself and hugged him tightly, but he quickly pulled away. “That is, if your Kuya Timothy agrees. He’s the one covering for us. Don’t you remember you’re the Queen now? If they find out you’re not in the palace, there’ll be chaos again.” “Don’t worry, I’m willing to cover for Her Highness.” I was about to speak when that person cut me off. When we turned, we saw Kuya Timothy bowing respectfully to us. He lifted his gaze and gave me a sad smile. “I know how h
BREAKING NEWS: King Clark is missing! According to sources, he was last seen after the council meeting. Our King has yet to be found. Princess Claire and her family are now at the Palace to address the current crisis! This news has spread worldwide. After five years of King Clark Fuentes’ reign, Spain has enjoyed peace and prosperity. With the help of the new council appointed by the Princess, the country has flourished and gained even greater recognition. Who wouldn’t know the Fuentes and Gray families? Five years have passed since the Princess returned and started her own family. Today, their businesses continue to thrive, as does their growing number of supporters. The news spread quickly, and according to their rules, Claire had no choice but to temporarily take her brother’s position and become the acting ruler. “But Papa, I need to find my brother! How can I search for him if I’m buried under all this work?!” Claire said in frustration to her father, Stefan. “My chil
“We can finally get married now, right? And you can finally say yes to me, right?” Claire nodded while Zekiel smiled through his tears. The crowd erupted in cheers at the sight of them, especially since they immediately recognized Zekiel—one of the most renowned businessmen in the world. “Will you marry me, Princess Claire Fuentes?” “Say yes! Say yes! Say yes!” The people around them chanted loudly, making Claire’s family smile and even the twins join in. “Say yes! Say yes!” Claire slowly nodded, still crying. “Y-yes! Yes, absolutely, Zekiel!” Zekiel quickly slipped the ring onto her finger and stood to meet her gaze. He studied Claire’s face, wiping away her tears. “You don’t know how happy I am right now,” Zekiel said with a smile. “M-me too, Zekiel! I’m so happy! So, so happy!” Zekiel kissed Claire, making the crowd cheer even louder, some even screaming in excitement. They accepted whatever made their princess happy, and they accepted whoever she chose to m
“Now, I know what you’ve done for my sibling, and I accept you into our family,” Zekiel smiled at Clark’s words, and Clark hugged him briefly, patting his back. “I thought something had happened to you, my child! I was so scared that we rushed here without a proper plan,” Claire said tearfully. “That was the plan, Mommy—to completely defeat the enemy,” Zayne explained, furrowing his brows. “I let myself get captured on purpose, while I sent Zoey here to rescue you. There are no more enemies, Mommy. They’re all gone because Daddy made it up here, which means they’ve been defeated.” Claire couldn’t believe what Zayne was saying, her mind struggling to process it. “Your child is right, my love,” Claire turned to Zekiel at his words. “Zayne planned everything, which is why we were able to save you successfully.” Claire teared up and looked at her son. “Z-Zayne, thank you so much! You’re such a smart child!” She hugged Zayne, and the child hugged her back. “Daddy trusted me
“ON my cue,” Clark said seriously to their companions, as they were now scattered in the same place where he had been kidnapped before. They had discovered the enemy’s hideout thanks to Zoey. The child had mentioned that Zekiel found out its location, which was why he took her sibling. Zayne was right—they didn’t hesitate to storm the place, but the King and Zoey were left behind in the palace. “Go!” Clark shouted, and the sound of gunfire soon dominated the forest. Claire was fiercely exchanging fire with a group of enemies she encountered. The place had changed, and she was disoriented, but as soon as they entered, she and her brother were shocked when a net suddenly fell over them. “I’ve seen this before with Camille!” Claire yelled at her brother, recognizing it from the CCTV footage when Zekiel had captured them. “Louise and the rival Mafia are working together, so this must be their doing!” Clark replied, trying to break free, but the net was too strong. Moments la
“Oh my God, Zoey, it’s really you! I miss you, my daughter. Mommy misses you so much!” Claire showered her daughter’s cheeks with kisses, overwhelmed with longing. It had been almost two months since she had last held her child under Zekiel’s care. “I miss you too, Mommy!” “Zoey? Is this my grandchild?” The mother and daughter turned at the voice, and Zoey saw an elderly man wearing a crown—someone she recognized from TV, where she had seen him with her mother. “Grandpa!” Zoey immediately ran toward the King, who smiled warmly and scooped her up into his arms. In return, Zoey covered her grandfather’s face with kisses. “Wow, Grandpa, I can’t believe it’s really you! You’re the King? That’s so amazing!” Claire laughed, wiping tears from her cheeks as she watched them. “Haha, my dear, Grandpa’s getting tickled. That’s enough,” the King chuckled as the child finally stopped covering him in kisses and beamed up at him. “You’re so beautiful, my grandchild. You look just