"We were at a resort once, do you remember? At Villa La Trese? I noticed that Sandro was trying to flirt with me, but I didn't pay attention to him then because, well, I love you.Do you remember when we were heading home? And he said he'd take me home because you were feeling feverish? He confessed his love to me. But I didn't accept it.He even said he would ruin us. I got scared. So I asked him, didn't he ever think of you? He said, love is fair to everyone, nothing wrong with it because we're not married.Their angry feelings for me got even stronger when instead of going with Sandro, I went with my ex when we were about to break up, remember? I distanced myself to prevent any conflict between you two because I knew your friendship with Sandro was important.""Are they really furious at you?" He asked the woman. She just nodded. Now, everything becomes clear to him. His friends were traitors!He treated them like siblings, especially Sandro, only to find out that he would betray t
However, he thought he could endure his friends' behavior. That he could bear being ignored by them. He's hurt by what's happening with his friends.He's thinking, he didn't do anything wrong, so why do his friends seem to be avoiding him?In truth, what his friends did by covering up Sandro's mistake is something they should be ashamed of. They didn't even give him a chance to explain.His relationship with Sandro is now broken. All because of Matilda. Hopefully, they talked about it early on. It's another thing that adds to him sadness, Sandro grew up with him, and he's like a brother to him."Can we talk?" he asked Amethyst, handing him a contract she had closed. "We can't continue like this, especially since we work together.""Why? What do we need to talk about now? How you'll let Matilda manipulate you again?" she retorted. "Or how you'll call us again when you're broken? Is that it?""Why are you so angry at Matilda? She hasn't done anything wrong to you guys," he said, clearly
"I can wrap Demi around my finger, and he's the one who trusts me," that's Matilda's voice."You might enjoy that man too much," Art's voice said."I need to give him a taste, so he'll believe me. So it won't be noticed. I'll gradually take his money.""Did he believe your story about his friend?""Yes, he's dumb. That Sandro thinks he can just reject me!""Did that man really reject you?" Art asked."Yes, he had some friend rule nonsense.""I hope you get his wealth soon, we have to pay something today. We need the money badly.""I'm still figuring it out, within this week, I'll just wait for him to really fall for me.""He might find out what you did to Sandro before.""Which one? The one where I was going to choke him? I know Sandro, he won't tell, because he knows it'll hurt Demi. His two annoying friends saw us, luckily, they're professional and they stick to the agreement.""How did you manage to silence them?""I just said that Demi would kill himself if I left him, so it was o
"That's what happened, Demi. We didn't tell you because we didn't want you to get hurt," Sandro said to him."I believe you, bro. I heard it straight from Matilda and Art. They planned to drain me of my money before they come for you," he replied to the man."Do you want us to teach them a lesson?" Sandro asked."How?" he asked."Find a woman willing to marry you. Someone we're sure won't get hurt. Pretend you're inviting her to marry you, then marry someone else, and we'll take care of the rest," Sandro explained."Where would I find such a woman?""You'll find plenty willing to agree if money is involved.""Uncle Sandro.. where is the scissors you took from my room?" Maine frowned, "You're so nosy and you don't even know how to return things!""It's just there, why don't you look for it," Sandro replied."I know, I'll find a girl in Manila," she said."What do you need a girl for?" Maine asked."We just have something to discuss," Sandro answered. "Go find the scissors, they might b
Because his friends were busy, he brought Maine with him to Manila. She was talkative and had many stories."How's your girl?" she asked, chewing. "She really looks flirtatious.""I told her I'm leaving for a while, and she agreed to stay at her mom's place for now," he replied. "Can I have some of those chips?"She offered him some, saying, "I can't let you hold the chips, my car might get dirty," rolling her eyes at him.He chuckled. He had asked her to bring a different car. It was his friend's mom's driver who brought the car from the airport to the condo. They were using it to avoid it getting stuck."I wonder where I can find a girl I can pay," he asked."Just go to some upscale bars, I'll go with you.""You seem to like going to bars.""Not really. Usually, my boyfriend sends for me, then I drop him off at his house.""What does he do?""He works in a company. When he got promoted, he got into other women. I don't want to give myself to him until we're married. But he got impat
"He really went too far... he really humiliated me," Maine said, tears streaming down her face as she drank alcohol, "why did he do that to me, Demi?"They saw Dylan at the bar, accompanied by another woman. Dylan introduced her as just an acquaintance and even told the girl that Maine likes men with lots of money. The girl was deeply hurt by the insult she received.In retaliation, he flashed some money to Dylan's dance partner, and then handed her twenty thousand, telling her to leave Dylan on the dance floor, which the girl promptly did.Dylan was furious, but did not dare to argue with him because he was such a big guy. Maine was hurt, which is why she was crying. "That was really out of line. What he did to you was wrong," Demi said, comforting Maine. "Don't let him belittle you like that. You don't need to hold onto resentment, Maine."Demi could see the anger in Dylan's eyes as he approached. "Dylan, that's enough," he said, trying to defuse the situation.But Dylan didn't sto
Maine had returned home, lying down on her bed. However, she couldn't shake off what Demitri had offered. She was surprised by his proposal.She was carefully considering whether to accept his offer. What if she did get involved with him? What would she do? But his intentions seemed genuine.Earlier, she was irritated, feeling like Dylan was avoiding her. She was hurt seeing him flirting with others, unable to accept that he was happy while she hadn't moved on yet.She realized that there are indeed people who don't care about others' feelings. He even approached her to say something unpleasant.She went out of her room to make coffee. But she was surprised to see someone else coming out of the adjacent room."Can't sleep either?" the man asked her with a smile."Yeah, insomnia is hitting me. I'll just read while I have my coffee," she replied."I'll brew you a cup," he said, heading to the kitchen.He prepared two cups, added coffee and sugar, then heated water."Should I add creamer
"Wow, Maine! Looks like you still want a lot from me," he greeted her provocatively. She ignored him and replied, "I won't be coming back to you.""I don't care about you, Dylan. Don't bother me now," she said to him."How will you work then, since you didn't graduate? Your only asset is your beauty," he taunted her."You know, you only passed college because of my theses and my money, maybe you've forgotten?" she retorted, "Are you dumb? You only passed because you were a varsity player?""Don't show off to me, Maine, we're in my territory!""So what? Can't handle losing? You started it, I'm just fighting back. You know, Dylan, when you belittle someone, make sure your hands are clean! Despite your arrogance, you're just a manager!""At least I'm going somewhere in life, unlike you!" he smirked."Ma'am, here's your mango juice," the waiter placed the juice on the table."Thank you," she smiled."Give that back!" Dylan ordered the waiter, "That girl has no money to pay.""What's your