MasukLanceThe air inside the boardroom felt heavy as I placed the last folder in the center of the long table.Four days had passed since Dad spoke to Alice, and I could no longer hold everything back.I refused to let my father use the woman I loved just to force me to yield. And I refused to let him use me as a pawn to manipulate Alice.This wasn’t an ordinary meeting. It wasn’t just another presentation or routine discussion.This was the moment I had been preparing for—a moment that would determine who would remain inside the empire of Richardson Foods… and who would be pushed out of it for good.The board members sat in silence as they began flipping through the documents I had laid out in front of them.Bank records.Investment trails.Financial discrepancies that should never exist within a company with a reputation like ours.At the other end of the table sat my father. He hadn’t spoken a single word, but the anger he was trying to hide was written clearly across his face. His eye
AliceI can’t even remember how our lunch at the cafeteria ended.The last clear thing that came to mind was the screen of the tablet from the table next to us… and the headline that seemed to flash over and over in front of my eyes.'Lance Richardson to Marry Jeraldine Dudley.'For a few seconds, it felt like the entire cafeteria had changed.The students' noise turned into a distant echo in my ears. Even Shirley and Javier’s voices sounded far away, like they were coming from somewhere else.“Alice…” Shirley called softly.I blinked and looked at her. The worry on her face was obvious.“Hey… are you okay?”I didn’t know how to answer right away. It felt like something heavy had suddenly fallen onto my chest, and even when I tried to breathe deeply, it didn’t go away.“Maybe… maybe it’s just a rumor,” Javier said while staring at the tablet.But even he didn’t look convinced by his own words. The announcement had come from Richardson Foods itself.I took my phone out of my bag and op
AliceTen days had passed since the confrontation with Don Carlos at the café… and the day Lance brought me to his condo.I had gotten home late that evening, and since Lance insisted on driving me back, Mom scolded him the moment we arrived. Even though neither of us explained anything, I had a feeling she already knew that something had happened between us.Then again, no one would really believe that nothing unusual had happened between Lance and me—especially when it was obvious to everyone that we loved each other.During those ten days, I tried my best to return to the normal rhythm of my life.Classes in the morning.Projects in the afternoon.And sometimes, late-night calls with Lance whenever he had the chance.None of it had been easy, especially knowing that the tension between him and his father was only getting worse. But if there was one thing I had learned in the past few weeks, it was not to be afraid of battles I never expected to face.So that day, I tried to be an o
AliceI still hadn’t fully recovered from what happened at the café when Lance grabbed my hand and pulled me out the door.His pace was fast—almost rushed—as if he wanted to get me as far away from that place as possible. I could feel how tight his grip was around my hand as we walked along the sidewalk toward his car.He wasn’t speaking, and he didn’t need to.From the side of his face, I could clearly see the anger there.It wasn’t the loud, chaotic kind of anger.It was quiet and heavy. The kind that simmered beneath the surface, like something boiling just under the skin.When we reached his car, he immediately opened the passenger door for me. The moment I got in, he quickly walked around to the driver’s side and slid into the seat.He still didn’t say a word as he started the engine.The silence between us stretched as we drove through the streets. The only sounds inside the car were the steady hum of the engine and the faint noise of traffic outside.I didn’t even know how many
AliceI don’t know when everything started to feel this heavy.At first, my world had been simple.I had dreams, of course—but they were the kind that felt within reach. Finish college. Find a stable job. Help Mom, even though she always insisted she could handle everything on her own.But when I met Lance, it felt as if my life's direction began to slowly change.Not because he forced it.In fact, it was the complete opposite.He was always the careful one.He was the first to say that we shouldn’t rush things. The one who constantly reminded me that my studies had to come first.That was why—even though part of me wanted us to see each other all the time once our relationship became clear—I still agreed to stay focused on my position in MobTech's marketing department. He told me it would be good for me, that the experience would help me grow.And somehow, I believed him.When my mother found out about us, Lance didn’t try to challenge her authority. He respected her. And he respecte
LanceA full month had passed since my half-brothers started moving inside Richardson Foods.In those thirty days, it felt like every week brought something new—another meeting, another proposal, another whisper spreading through the hallways of the executive floor.Marco and Adrian were slowly positioning themselves.Of course, with my father’s help.They weren’t officially on the board yet, but the direction was obvious. They were being introduced to certain shareholders. Invited to private dinners. Included in strategic discussions that I used to attend alone.Politics.Classic corporate politics.And I knew all of it had one purpose—to pressure me into marrying Jeraldine.Fortunately, in the middle of all that chaos, there was one place that gave me a moment of peace.The hallway was quiet as I walked toward Annabelle's and Lemuel's unit. In my hand was a small paper bag containing a chocolate croissant from the café Alice loved.When I knocked, the door opened after only a few se







