The man rushed over to Cristine to grab her, but not before greeting him with his fist. He was punched by her. The man sat down, his face red with sorrow. Cristine was perplexed by the man; it was only the first strike, and he couldn't take it?
He's way too weak. Cristine had already kicked him viciously before he could stand. When it comes to enemies, she is unforgiving.
"Supremo!" exclaimed the other guys, who were taken aback. They had no idea this girl was a bit of a fighter. She hits without hesitation and with such ruthlessness.
"You've got our Supremo there, but you can't fight all of us, and you're just a female," a man said arrogantly. While carrying a metal tube, the man approached her.
Cristine was dissat
Cristine was the leader of a gang. Yes, you read that correctly. For years, she's been a part of the underworld's society. Their group's goal, though, is to achieve balance and peace. They fight as well, but it depends on the situation. They battle for survival. Along the journey, they also assist those in need.Cristine inquired about their names as they drove.Vince is a shy yet articulate guy. Supremo was the name given to Mark. Rey is the most conceited member of the group. The rest were James and Dale, who were not particularly talkative but more attentive. Dale was calmly eyeing everyone, and Christian was another injured person.Cristine reasoned that she was bringing everyone to her hospital, so it would be understandable if they noticed one or two. She had previousl
"What's the deal with your pitying expression, young lady?" Tristan was skeptical about Cristine's appearance. He has his suspicions about Cristine's behavior. There must be some problems."No, I was simply thinking about something really sad." “It's not about you," Cristine shrugged, as if it were nothing."Let's go to our lectures," Cristine said, trying to shift their focus away from the fact that they were late."Wait, Cris, what about your car?" Clyde inquired, his brows furrowed."Of course, I'll park it right now." “Remember how you blocked my path?" Cristine gave Clyde a sneering look. Her brother is a jerk at times.Hannah was perplexed. "Is this you
The lesson was called off early. An emergency meeting was called by the teachers. She begged her brother for permission to go home first. She wanted to see the members of her group."Light Saviors'' is the name of Cristine's underground group. For the welfare of the people, the group members approved this group name. Light serves as a reminder that there is still hope, and saviors serve as reminders that there are still individuals who will defend them from harm. Their group name represented the people's hope.Because they always wear masks, no one knows who is in their group. Their group is mysterious, which has piqued the interest of other groups.Vanessa is ill, so Cristine must pay her a visit, hoping she will recover. Vincent was not called by Cristine. She wants to cat
Loved ones, brother, and friend? That is terrible.By the way, just because you're weak doesn't mean you can't accomplish anything. It does not imply that you are weak or that you lack potential. And it's not because you're weak; you've always been like that. It has no bearing on who you are.The strong will be ordinary without the presence of the weak.Everyone has a weak side and a strong side. People's eyes were just blinded to how society operates and what the current trend is. How humans are classified as puppets by society and how society controls everything."How much do they want in exchange?" Cristine inquired, her eyes narrowing. Where should these boys earn money when they're simply kids? Those were vicio
Cristine hurriedly drove to her house to get ready. She walks over to the Philippines Park to meet Tristan and the child. Because Cristine had something to do and was clearly delayed by the side of the road, they agreed to allow the young master pick up little Tristan.She is dressed simply with no accessories. She didn't even wear make-up; her natural beauty was enough to take everyone's breath away.Cristine was hesitant about playing house with little Tristan. What would his real parents think? Are they too preoccupied to look after the child?Cristine noticed them right away when she arrived in the Philippines' Park. Both the young master and little Tristan have attractive faces. If they are present, they quickly draw attention.
"Really, kid?" “Right now, where is your daddy?” The ugly man teases little Tristan, "I guess he's already hiding right now, like a coward."She's eager to turn this guy into meat paste. How dare he make fun of her son?"My father is not a coward; you, on the other hand, are a coward!" Little Tristan was furious with the ugly guy. His face was flushed, and he glared at the man with sharp eyes.Cristine did nothing but shake her head. Dad will always be a hero in the eyes of his children. It's powerful and admirable."It's enough, son. Don't bother talking to insignificant people. We're wasting our time with them." While ignoring the ugly guy, Cristine softly reminded little Tristan, "You know in yo
"Every photo is good," the photographer said as he viewed the images.While Tristan smiled as he scanned the images, the little kid pouted. Cristine laughed heartily. Tristan was in the center of certain shots, while the little boy was at the side. He was dissatisfied.In that photo, little Tristan recognized that 'his wife is true love, and the child is an accident' for his father.The photographer invited them to develop the images at his makeshift studio. Tristan requested the original copies to be emailed to him. They didn't have to wait long to get the photo printed.The pictures were excellent. It was fascinating. Looking at the snapshot, one would assume that this family was quite happy and harmonious.
Cristine sat in the backseat, next to little Tristan, who was fast asleep. The driver's seat was occupied by Tristan. It is dangerous to drive with a child in the front seat. Cristine adjusted the seatbelt to make the small guy more comfortable. It's essential. She cradled the small guy's head with the monochrome pillow.Cristine was thinking about her day as she looked at the sleeping face of the small kid. It was both entertaining and heartwarming. This is not something they will encounter every day.When they entered a high-end villa, Cristine was surprised. She doesn't think the small child's family is well-off. The price of this villa's house has not been reduced to sixteen million pesos.When they entered the mansion, the butler greeted them. Cristine remained in the l