SA MATA ng publiko, dalawa lang ang kilalang tagapagmana ng Meyer family—ang charismatic na si Arnold Meyer at ang fashionable heiress na si Selene Meyer.Pero ang hindi alam ng karamihan... may isa pa silang kapatid. Isang lihim na halos kinalimutan na ng panahon.Isang batang babae na ipinanganak sa pagitan nina Arnold at Selene. Apat na taon ang tanda ni Arnold sa kanya, at dalawang taon naman ang pagitan nila ni Selene.Si Celestine Meyer.Hanggang ngayon, may bigat pa rin sa dibdib ni Mrs. Meyer tuwing naaalala niya ang gabing 'yon.That year, kaka-finalize pa lang niya ng isang high-stakes merger between two multinational giants. The deal had secured her position as one of the most powerful women in Asia’s corporate scene. Sa sobrang dami ng bumilib sa kanya, she could walk into any boardroom and silence the room without saying a word.Isang gabi, inimbitahan siya ng isa sa mga kaibigan niya mula old money society sa isang private wine party sa isang estate sa Tagaytay. Walang p
CHAPTER 93 – Pagkalabas mula sa Evans building, Arnold Meyer went straight to his luxury car — a sleek lake-blue Rolls-Royce parked just outside the executive driveway. His jaw was tight, his expression dark. Galit na galit siya.“Call my sister. Now,” utos niya sa personal driver na may earpiece. The man immediately complied.His phone rang once, twice, then connected.“What the hell is wrong with you, Selene?” galit na bungad ni Arnold. “Bumalik ka ng Pilipinas pero hindi man lang kami na-inform? Direcho kang nagpakita kay Thorin Evans?”Selene Meyer’s voice on the other line was calm, bordering on indifferent. “I’m an adult, Kuya. I don’t need to report to anyone wherever I go.”Arnold clenched his fist. “Do you have any idea kung anong itsura ko kanina sa boardroom ng Evans Global? You’re making me lose face!”“Face?” Umirap si Selene sa kabilang linya. “You’re worried about your reputation, habang ako, I’m just trying to chase after someone I’ve loved for years. Pareho tayong Me
WITH the air of a spoiled heiress and the confident sway of someone who knew her worth, Selene Meyer walked out of the Evans Group headquarters in her signature red-soled heels—each tap against the marble floor echoing like a statement.She was headed straight toward the fountain outside the lobby, her chin raised high and her pride even higher.“Miss Meyer,” a voice called from behind.She paused and turned, only to see a well-groomed young woman approaching—polite smile in place, crisp corporate uniform unwrinkled, and carrying a bouquet of blue roses and an oversized box of Swiss chocolates.It was one of Thorin Evans's executive assistants.“I’m sorry to interrupt, Miss Meyer,” the woman said, her tone respectful yet firm. “Mr. Evans asked me to return these to you.”Selene blinked.“What?”“These were delivered earlier. Mr. Evans instructed us to return them... personally.”The bouquet and chocolates were handed over without a single petal out of place. And just like that, the as
“Impossible!"Selene Meyer’s voice cut through the tension like a blade. Nakataas ang baba niya, at kahit maputla ang kutis niya sa galit, halata pa rin ang kumpiyansa."Besides me," she declared, her tone sharp and sure, "sinong babae pa ba sa mundong ‘to ang karapat-dapat sa ‘yo, Thorin?"Bagong dating lang siya galing Singapore—ilang araw lang siyang nawala, pero bigla na lang siyang may narinig na may ibang babae raw na umaaligid kay Thorin."May nang-aagaw ba sa ‘yo habang wala ako?" she asked, stepping closer. "Tell me, sinong babae ‘yan?"Umismid siya, eyes narrowing in disgust. "Grabe ‘yung kapal ng mukha. Kung sino man ‘yan, ang lakas ng loob. Walang takot na lapitan ka kahit alam ng buong high society na akin ka."Sa buong mundo ng mga elite at influential sa bansa, alam ng lahat kung sino si Selene Meyer—heiress ng Meyer Group, laging laman ng society pages. Mula sa charity galas hanggang business expos, she was everywhere. At hindi lingid sa kaalaman ng lahat ang paghanga
CHAPTER 91 – Thorin’s brows slightly pulled together. “Selene Meyer.”Yep. That Selene Meyer.Anak ng chairwoman ng Meyer Realty Group—isa sa pinakamatatag na real estate empires sa bansa. A single mention of her name was enough to make corporate boards pause and pay attention.She stood confidently in the center of his private lounge, wearing a pink off-shoulder designer dress that hugged her figure like a PR campaign. Draped around her neck was a pale yellow silk scarf—effortlessly stylish. Her bag, an emerald green crocodile leather, hung on her arm like it was born there. Limited edition. Easy seven digits.Her long wavy hair looked freshly styled, her skin glowed like it had its own filter, and her glossy pink lips curled into a practiced smile.“I’ve been waiting for you, Thorin,” she said sweetly. “Took you long enough.”Behind Thorin, Aubrey and another assistant froze, instinctively stepping back.Pero si Thorin? Kalma lang. Hands in his pockets. His tone, sharp and cold.“D
KINABUKASAN, maaga pa lang nang lumabas si Thorin mula sa master bedroom. Suot pa rin niya ang plain black shirt at pajama pants, mukhang kagigising lang pero dignified pa rin-ang aura ng isang CEO na kahit bagong gising ay mukhang boardroom-ready.Paglapit niya sa dining area, napansin niyang tahimik ang buong unit. Wala na si Felicity. Sa ibabaw ng lamesa, may iniwang yellow sticky note sa tabi ng isang reusable water bottle."Sorry I had to leave early today, Mr. Thorin. May urgent meeting ako sa hospital. Naiwan ko pala 'yung kaserola na ginamit ko sa siomai kagabi. If okay lang, baka puwede mong hugasan. Thank you! -Felicity."Tahimik lang siyang tumayo roon, hawak ang note. Ilang segundo niya itong tinitigan bago marahang inilapag muli."So, iniwan niya talaga sa'kin 'to?" Naglakad siya papunta sa kitchen, at totoo nga-naroon pa ang kaserola, mga plato at pan na ginamit kagabi. Hindi naman magulo, pero halatang nagmadali ang babae.Naalala niya ang eksena kagabi. Si Felicity, h