It was Saturday.Lara's loneliness led her to Lena's grave once again. Just like before, she sat in front of the tombstone, pouring her heart out to her departed sister."I didn't know that if we met, he would scold me every day. Am I a bad girl, big sister? Did I fail to make him proud of me, that he treats me this way?"She wiped away the tears that escaped her eyes."I'm not a crybaby. You know that, right? Even if Mama didn't take care of me, it was fine as long as you were beside me. I miss you…"And just like before, she lost track of time. She found herself staring blankly, her grievances poured out to her sister.So she was surprised when she felt another presence inside the mausoleum.It was Migo. He had just taken off his sunglasses when she glanced in his direction. It was as if it was her first time to see a handsome man and she was momentarily stunned before secretly scolding herself and hastily standing up."What are you doing here, Lara?" he asked. His tone was gentle e
Migo's apology left Lara in disbelief.Had the world come to an end? She couldn't help but stare at the man whose attention was focused on the road."What? Cat got your tongue?" he asked, casting her a glance."I'm not sure if I heard you right," she replied, her disbelief obvious."I think I really need to tell Rosette to schedule a visit to your ENT doctor," he said, shaking his head with a chuckle."I'm not deaf, Migo," she defended herself. "I just wasn't sure. This isn't like you. Aren't you always mad at me? Why are you saying sorry?""What do you remember of me when you were young, Lara?"With that question, Lara's mind automatically went back sixteen years."I wasn't angry at you," he continued when she didn't reply. "I wouldn't have taken care of you for so long if I was angry."She allowed him to talk while her mind lingered on the past. She remembered how he used to be a sweet big brother to her. Because she was like his sister's child, she always took her along whenever he
"All of these came from Migo?" Lara couldn't believe it.It was already her birthday, and several delivery vans had arrived at the mansion early in the morning. They were filled with various supplies for the orphanage she was going to visit later. She felt a mix of disbelief and overwhelming happiness. She had already purchased many items in the past few days, but this gesture from Migo made her even more excited. She knew these supplies would be a significant help to the orphanage, which didn't have many benefactors."They're your husband's gift to you," Auntie Rosette said with a smile, just like her, she was also busy with preparations as they were about to leave to distribute cookies to the children on the streets.This time, she had added packed meals from a popular fast-food chain to the goodies. Since Migo had told her not to be frugal, she spent a significant portion of her savings on her birthday celebration this year. They had also packed groceries for the less fortunate."W
Lara had already changed into her dress.While looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't believe the woman staring back at her.She had never worn anything fancy before. Despite growing up under the guardianship of a billionaire, she had always led a low-key life. She firmly believed that she didn't own anything – everything was Miguel's.Tonight, however, she had agreed to wear the dress. First and foremost, Migo had said so. For a while, she returned to the old Lara who wanted to always please him. She didn't want to disappoint him, not tonight."I really look like you, big sister," she said after staring at herself in the mirror for a long time.It wasn't that she disliked it. On another occasion, she would be ecstatic to have grown to resemble the sister she adored so much. However, her face would keep reminding Migo of Lena.Again, it wasn't like she hated it. She just thought she would not have her own identity in the eyes of Migo. She sighed.Instead of letting her hair d
Lara thought that after that night, things would improve between her and Miguel. But nothing changed. He remained formal with her in the office. In fact, he seemed even more formal now.They didn't get a chance to talk again, as they both had a lot of work to catch up on the following Monday. Even Lara was struggling to keep up with her tasks.But the two other secretaries seemed to have plenty of time to flirt with Miguel's male assistant.Lara remembered him as Jaxen Gordon, the man who had arrived on the day of her wedding to Migo. He had come from the US, where he had attended a two-week business summit on Miguel's behalf. That was why he hadn't been present to welcome her when she was promoted to be Miguel's secretary.When he saw her earlier, he didn't seem surprised. Instead, he politely smiled at her. He probably knew every decision his boss made, including her promotion.When they had a brief moment to talk without Leonie and Ashley around, he addressed her as Mrs. Villareal.
"It's the company's anniversary this Friday, are you coming? What am I talking about? Of course, you must come."She had just passed by Jaxen, but he had already said two sentences at once. She had just walked Wendy and Migo to the elevator.The thick-faced woman had the nerve to ask her to carry her bag while she clung to Miguel's arm.She almost smacked Wendy if she hadn't restrained herself. Besides, Migo's eyes told her not to do anything stupid."Aren't you going to the business party with them?" she asked him. She knew why Miguel's assistant was talking to her.He was trying to pull her thoughts away from the couple who had just left the office together."Nah. But I'm following later. Mr. Villareal needs me to bring his gift to the host.""Why didn't you go with them and bring it now?""So I can keep an eye on them?""No," she denied his guess. "I just thought it's fuel efficient.""Fuel efficient?" he teased.He had the audacity to tease her because, first of all, Migo wasn't t
'You didn't come home last night.'Lara read Migo's email message for her. She reviewed the time stamp and figured that he sent it first thing in the morning.In her personal email, of course. He wouldn't dare use her company email. That would be too risky for their little secret.She didn't reply. Surely, it was either Auntie Rosette or Uncle George who informed Miguel. She can't blame them. They're obliged to tell him her whereabouts. Especially if he was looking for her.Wait, was he looking for her?It's a good thing she didn't change her initial excuse about staying over at Tasya's place.'Let's talk when I'm back.'The way he was sending email messages, it seemed like they were just chatting. She ignored him though and just focused on her work. Did he really think she was interested in talking to him?Ha! She was not!"Lara, do you already have an outfit for the anniversary?" Ashley asked her, trying hard to sound curious and not nosy.She shook her head. It's tomorrow. But Migo
The party had already begun. But according to his assistant, his wife hadn't arrived yet."Didn't she say she would attend the party?" Migo asked his assistant beside him.He hadn't descended to the ballroom of the five-star hotel where they were celebrating the company's founding anniversary yet. But he would join them shortly."Yes, Sir. Do you want me to call her?" Jaxen answered."Find out where she's at." He turned away from him and picked up his black-silver Venetian half mask and put it on. His upper face was completely hidden, save for his eyes. While opting for a full-face mask would have better concealed his identity, the half mask was not a bad choice either.If someone didn't know him, he wouldn't be recognized at all.There was no deeper reason for his choice of anonymity. Or rather, for his decision to maintain a low-key profile.He just wanted a private life. A life away from people who would do anything to destroy him.Just like what happened seventeen years ago… He di