A day passed by after the shocking revelation of Duke Theodore, but Sydnee was still skeptical and did not believe it fully. She wanted to ask Lady Geneva if it was true, or she might ask her foster mother, Dianna. But the problem with Dianna was the woman's madness, she might kill her on the spot before she could ask. Thinking about Dianna, Sydnee could help but to sigh. She had not received any news about her from the duke and after visiting the broken palace, the duke left because of some state matters that the king gave to him. So she was still thinking where Dianna had gone into. And whether her father was buried somewhere near her former house. The wall clock ticked by and Sydnee was still standing at the veranda of her room. It was daybreak. The sun rays brought warmth on the sorrounding. It was a perfect morning if not due to a lone car's arrival. She peeked from the railing and her eyes blinked when she saw a girl around seventeen to eighteen y
There was a pin drop silence in the room. Sydnee blinked for a few times before she regained her composure. Mistress? Was Lady Geneva serious? She was just a high school student. Could it be that Lady Geneva think that Duke Theodore and she had a relationship? That's absurd. Thinking about that makes Sydnee want to puke. "Mama, what are you saying? Dad has a mistress?" Catarina then glared at Sydnee. "And the mistress is she? Come on, Dad is pricky. He won't choose a child."She mentally slapped her forehead upon hearing Catarina's words. Sydnee thought that the girl would speak for her, who knew that she would just add fuel to the fire?Lady Geneva's lips twitched. She hummed and looked away. "If you don't want me anymore, then let's divorce!" the woman said on the other line of the phone. There was silence before the duke's assistant spoke, "Lady Geneva, are you talking about Sydnee Lurica?"When Sydnee heard her name, she froze once again. She was not accustomed to have someone,
Sydnee was still in daze when she found herself standing outside of the mansion. After confirming the duke's words and upon knowing that she was a biological daughter, Lady Geneva heartlessly threw her out. The woman urged the maids to pick all her things out and to clean the place she stayed inside the big house. Now, she did not know where to go. The sun was scorching and Sydnee felt beads of sweat starting to form in her forehead. She picked up the bag where her clothes were and she was thankful for the thoughtful maid who put all her things inside it. Then she started to walk to nowhere, without realizing that she was walking to the direction of the marketplace. It might be her luck that pushed her, but a few hours walking under the heat of the sun, she saw the bustling marketplace. Sydnee's cracked lips curved into a big smile and her vision blurred. At last, she might find an inn to hide from the sun. She was wearing the brand new unifo
Just as she stepped inside the old mansion, Sydnee was startled when she met face to face an old woman with stern face. The old woman was holding a small record book in her right hand, and a meter stick in her left hand. Sydnee remembered her terror teachers way back in elementary. 'Same disposition,' she thought to herself. Sheila bowed before the old woman. Sydnee also bowed even though she was not sure who was the woman standing before them. But she had a hint that maybe the woman was the mistress of the old mansion. "Madam, I got a new girl that wants to stay here. She is a student and is not from Obando."The stern woman looked at Sydnee. "Where are you from?" she asked. Sydnee secretly gulped hard upon hearing the woman's voice. It was rough, and she could not help thinking that maybe her vocal chord was damaged? "I-I'm from Consolacion, Madam..." she sighed. "Consolacion? What are you doing in Obando?" She looked at the big backpack Sydnee was holding. "Did you run away f
Loud footsteps echoed in the whole house. It only stopped when the old woman was standing in front of the painting. Madam Kris' brows were furrowed as she looked at the poor thing. Then she looked at the corner, where a young boy was standing. The boy had a blonde hair with blue eyes. Sydnee was surprised to see his features. Those features were of royal blood. She remembered some time ago, a news in the television that featured the coronation of Prince Edrick as the Crown Prince. He has a blonde hair and blue eyes, traits that were seen in western countries. It was justified because the current queen has the same traits, but some folks believe that the current crown prince was a fake one. Seeing someone with the same royal traits, Sydnee could not help but to swallow hard. She had a bad premonition of what would happen to the poor kid if the king knew of it. "Hector," Madam Kris called the boy. "You can't play saucer inside the mansion. You almost hit
"What do you want?" Sydnee asked. Charles looked at the door where the duke had left, and then sighed. "Do you need to go?"Sydnee remembered the anger in Lady Geneva's eyes and the scorn in Catarina's face. Right. If she go back, how could she face Lady Geneva's wrath? If she stay in Duke's mansion, how could she live with Catarina? Her brows met and she scratched her chin thinking what to do with her situation. It was not good if she go back because she knew that Lady Geneva would never accept her. But staying in the old mansion... Sydnee tipped her head back to look at Charles who was also staring at her. Her lips formed a thin line and she looked away. "It's the duke's arrangement. I can't go against his words anyway," she said and sighed. Her shoulders sank upon the realization that she was left with no choice at all. "Why not tell him that you'll stay here?" "Ah?" She looked at Charles who had a solemn expression. He was serious and Sydnee gulped. "No. I can't go against h
The day that she officially entered the Duke's household as an adopted daughter, there was no celebration at all. It was only a dinner and only she and the Duke were present. Lady Geneva and Catarina had gone outside to eat. Not that Sydnee mind it, but she was uncomfortable when the maids standing at the side kept on staring at her. The butler standing behind the Duke cleared his throat. "Congratulations to you, my Lady. You are a Mondragon and no one should look down on you."Sydnee raised her head and stared at the butler. He was looking at the floor and slightly bowing his head on her. Sydnee gulped. She did not expect the butler to show his respect on her, specially when he threatened her when they went to the ruins. "Uh..." she sighed quietly. Suddenly, the Duke put his utensils down and gestured to the butler. One minute and there was no one around the dining room except for her, the Duke , and the butler. The Duke looked at her and spoke, "When they look down on you, they a
Nobody listened to her and she was not surprised. She let them threw insults to her and waited until the hype died down. It did not took too long. Just as she opened her mouth to speak, someone cleared their throat. "What do you think you're all doing, class?" The classroom went silent. Sydnee turned around to see the adviser standing by the entrance. She was one of the people who Sydnee respected in the school. She was considerate and never looked down on scholars in the academy. The teacher looked at her and smiled apologetically, "Do you want to take a shower first?"She did not want to make things difficult for her adviser so she nodded. Just as she exited the classroom, she looked over her shoulder and smiled coldly at her classmates. "I'll be back," she said and followed the adviser towards the gymn. She did not know that when she left, the atmosphere inside the classroom plunged into coldness. Rogie was no longer studying in the academy, and the princess Isa was absent. They