Exactly 10 minutes later.
A sleek SUV glided into the school's premises.Taking his time to get down, he appeared charming in his grey suit, his broad and sturdy shoulders commanding attention.His dark, slightly tousled hair, the hint of muscles underneath the coat, and his authoritative strides resonated through the school corridors. His stern expression belied a beauty not to be underestimated.Upon perceiving him, one might easily mistake him for a man in his twenties. The declaration of his true age, 43 years, would undoubtedly spark a debate. Perhaps his slender frame hindered the natural aging process, or perhaps his striking appearance bestowed upon him an air of immortality.He knew the principal's office and needed no guide. The hallway was empty, a suitable environment to address Evan's matters.As he entered the principal's office, Evan was already stationed, impatiently awaiting his arrival— or should we say, Chad Baristanas, as he calls it.The minute he locked a stare with Evan, a surge of anger pulsed through the young man."It's a pleasure seeing you again, Sir," the principal greeted with a sigh of relief, her eyes alight with anticipation."The pleasure is mine, principal," he responded courteously."It seems our annual meetings are destined. I trust they haven't inconvenienced you," the principal inquired."I should say the same," he replied.“No trouble at all, Doctor Mark. It's always a delight to behold your handsome face each year. It has become a tradition that I must honor. I guess I'm used to it now.”Knowing his father did not attend, his frustration boiled over. Yet again, someone was sent in his place and the school prince looked like the seat could not contain him."The sentiment is indeed mutual, Madam Principal," Mark retorted. Visits to the school were always uneasy for him, yet Evan persisted in bringing him each year. Of course, since he was the only uncle Evan don't fight with."Please, have a seat. I hope it will be comfortable for you." she offered warmly."Sure, why not? Your seat is always comfortable." Mark remarked sarcastically.Evan looked like he was choking on their exchange when Mark passed him a grin."Shall we address your nephew?" the principal inquired, noting Mark's observation of Evan's growing irritation. Mark sensed that Evan was more infuriated now than when demanding his father's presence."Mr Williams, we will much appreciate it if your nephew is kept in check. These outbursts are becoming out of control. He almost hurt someone today, which was out of line, and needed to be punished. I refrain from taking action due to his father, but I cannot guarantee similar leniency in the future.”"I understand your concerns. I assure you, this will not happen again."“I'll hold you to that promise, once again Doc. Evan is a valuable asset to our establishment, and his actions could jeopardize his standing. If this behavior persists, I may contemplate suspension or expulsion.""Alright. But I would like to offer an apology to the girl in question on his parent's behalf.""Yes, sure. I will let you meet her in a few minutes."The principal rose from her chair and exited her office, leaving Evan and Mark behind. Mark observed his nephew, noticing the scowl on Evan's face that seemed to be causing him distress."You should have realized your father was too occupied to be tricked by your schemes," Mark remarked.As Evan turned to him, Mark sensed the impending anger in his eyes. It appeared that Evan was on the verge of carrying out his threat and causing chaos in the principal's office."Aren't you tired of this? You're 18 now, yet you still seek to provoke your father?" Mark questioned."Provoke?" Evan scoffed in frustration. "Do you think I'm too immature to want to know if I hold any importance to him?" Evan expressed his disbelief."The school is growing weary of this behavior, when are you going to stop, 20... 30... or when you grow grey hair? This should be your final semester. Can't you just complete in peace?" Mark remarked, observing a shift in Evan's demeanor. He knew his nephew was more sensible than to create a scene.Mark breathed a sigh of relief as Evan appeared to be calming down compared to when he initially mistook Mark for his father, Chad."Your father cares about you, Evan..." Mark began, trying to reassure him."Why do your words sound foreign to my ears?" Evan retorted."He's working for your benefit...""You mean for the sake of his deceased daughter!" Evan interrupted in anger. He was just calming down and this topic had to find its way to him."That damn daughter of his has his attention and everything!... That dead girl....""Evan, your mother believes...""Do you believe she's alive?" The room became quiet. Evan stared at his uncle for an answer. But Mark couldn't hold Evan's gaze and looked down. He also believed Evan's twin sister had passed away, yet...Evan shifted away from Mark's gaze, interpreting Mark's reaction. "Uncle, you also doubt it, I can tell. But..." A somber expression crossed Evan's face, reflecting his inner turmoil. "Chad Baristanas won't let go because of..." His expression changed from sadness to anger. "Because of his wife.""That's your mother.""That's merely for appearances.""Hey, young man..."Before any further words could be exchanged, the principal's door opened once again, bringing the conversation to a halt."My apologies for the delay, gentleman. Miss Rodriguez has agreed to meet with you, Mr. Williams," the principal announced, walking back to her seat. She noticed the tension in the room yet it was not her place to ask. She shared a warm smile with Mark, who reciprocated in between his worries for his nephew.But he was relieved that the situation was not escalating to involve Angel's parents, which would have been troublesome."However, she wishes to meet with you alone," The principal paused. She noticed the faces of the two men frowned in shock."I certainly don't get you," Mark asked in confusion. "She prefers not to have Evan present." The principal glanced at Evan before adding.Mark was taken aback by this condition, while Evan reacted with irritation, a chuckle torn from his mouth."Such self-importance," He muttered under his breath.As funny as it would sound, Mark shared the same sentiment. His nephew looked hideous with his expression. He glanced anxiously at Evan, and then followed the principal outside, leaving him to seethe in frustration."Excuse me, where is she? I don't see her anywhere?" Mark inquired upon exiting the room."Oh, I'm sorry, sir. I believe she may have felt uneasy and departed. You know your nephew tends to have that effect," the principal replied sarcastically. Angel was nowhere to be seen, and the corridors leading to the hallway appeared deserted."I suppose you may be right, madam. Perhaps she fled out of fear," Mark concurred with the principal."I feel obligated to apologize and must find her. Where is her classroom located?" Mark asked cautiously, displaying genuine gentlemanly behavior that impressed the principal."That's very noble of you, sir. The classrooms are situated down the hallways, in the first room, I will take you there." the principal informed him."No, I don't want her to feel unease. I prefer to see her alone. Thank you," Mark acknowledged and proceeded down the hallway. The desolate appearance, of the hallway indicated the teachers were engaged and students were focused on learning (unlike his troublesome nephew). But Evan was not the only one looking for trouble."The time has come"Angel vividly recalls her strategy. "It appears fate is finally on my side. Now he is in the school, I can't lose this chance" she heaved a heavy sigh. She also checks her uniform, adjusting it well.Confident in her decision yet, anxiety crept in. She glanced at her reflection once more in the washroom mirror, and her heart raced. She was prepared, but as the moment approached, her nervousness exceeded expectations, perhaps even fear. A sharp inhale escaped her lips. The question of whether it was going to work or not lingered in her head. "It has to work... no matter what, I have to meet Chad Baristanas today." She remembered her mother's words clearly. "You must make a lasting impression on him, so he won't forget you every time he sees you, or better yet, dream of holding you in his arms, my darling Angel."Seducing someone as distinguished as Chad Baristanas, a 47-year-old, was no trivial matter, especially for an 18-year-old girl like Angel Rodriguez. But
"So she was faking it?" Mark questioned inwardly. He turned to look at her properly and then he realized the loose shirt. Her pale skin was staring at the man. And her cleavage...?That was not too good a sight for Mark. His jaws tightened. He shut his eyes to shield him from what he was seeing. He had a choice to shove the girl away.But, Evan was also approaching. And Mark could feel the nervousness of the girl in his arms. She had no choice but to tug her face into his coat. "Who is she?" Evan didn't spare the chance to ask. Her face might be hidden but he was not dumb not to notice her features. It hadn't been long since they met each other."Her?... What the hell! " He scoffed irritably, "Of all people, how come she is here?" The displeasure on Evan's face was evident."Wait, you know her?" Mark inquired, surprised by the situation. While Mark was aware they attended the same school, Evan rarely acknowledged girls, let alone interacted with them more than once. He couldn't care
It seems the sun always sets in the south for Evan. He came out of his car with his usual 'I am an angry bird' mood! Home was not a better comfort to his annoying mood.Having had to control himself from confronting Angel in the day was making him angry not to mention the scowl he wore when a servant greeted him."Welcome, young master," said the servant. Evan merely adjusted his coat and ghosted past her into the mansion as if she were a spirit.Standing by the door was an old woman, Vien, in her 60s, waiting for his return. They had all been worried about Evan since they heard the incident that happened in the school. So when old Vien(Nanny) saw Evan through the plain glass door, she hurried her old legs to welcome him."Marlie, Marlie, your son is back." Vien's husky voice came out of the mansion as Evan walked in."Evan, my son," Marlie exclaimed. Evan's expression gave away his sour mood, a fact noticed first by Vien but not by his mother."Son, how are you feeling? What happened
Upon releasing her hands, he gently cradled her face and locked eyes with her."It appears that we have located her," Chad stated.Marlie was shocked at this revelation. She had waited for this day to come but she wasn't expecting this news all of a sudden. "H...h...how?...when.... how did this happen all of a sudden?" she managed to stammer."I chose to confirm it as a surprise, to spare you from any further distress. It was necessary to verify if she was truly our Evelyn.""And now...?" Marlie inquired.Chad nodded. "Indeed, she is. The DNA results are a match. We have finally found her."Tears of joy streamed down Marlie's face, her emotions overflowing. Vien, too, couldn't contain her happiness and shed tears of joy. After the mourning days, there is light for them to rejoice. Marlie fell into the embrace of Chad in tears."Hush, now... you can finally let go of the tears," he comforted while rubbing her back."I always believed my little princess was alive. I just knew it," Marl
"Evan, my dear son," Her words interrupted Evan's movements. "What would you say if your dear sister were here with us today?"A hush fell over the room. All eyes were fixed on Evan, even the servants' eyes were on him. Everyone eagerly awaited his response.Evan calmly set down his utensils, taking his time to process the question. A smirk curled at the corners of his mouth."Who? The dead one? Has she suddenly come back to life?"The tension in the room was palpable. Vein and Marlie had stopped eating, but Chad continued to devour his food."Ahh, You went through yet another pointless test, didn't you? Or perhaps... you found your beloved child... mother." Evan's eyes blazed with anger, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice."Evan..." Vien spoke, her voice filled with caution.Evan let out a cold, sardonic laugh that sent shivers through the room. Chad tried his best to focus on his food, but his grip on his cutlery tightened. Evan then turned to his father, as if the next words were
With an impassive face, Evan turned to face Angel, who stood poised and waiting for a reaction. She was deliberately pushing his buttons.Evan's gaze settled on Angel, and he couldn't help but smirk at her pathetic attempts to rile him. "Do you believe your petty attempts will grab my attention?" he sneered, his eyes flashing with annoyance.Angel's response was one of disbelief. "What?!" she exclaimed, her tone indignant."These desperate attempts... " Evan jeered, his contempt plain on his face. "You think you're the first to try to manipulate me?""Desperate? You?" Angel burst into laughter. That was mocking, her eyebrow raised in challenge. "You're one to talk, Evan Baristanas. You think highly of yourself." Her tone was laced with scorn. "I look for men, not a pretty, annoying girl like you!"Evan steadied himself not to react to being called a girl. But rather retorted. "I suppose you think my uncle will be impressed with something like you?"That was swift and biting."Something
When it came to cake, Evan didn't waste a second in seeking confirmation. It was a surprise to him his mother would go to the length of baking him a cake, only to be met with a surprise splashing of cake all over him."What the f..." His eyes blazed with fury as he spun around to confront the perpetrator, his anger boiling over at the sight of the culprit, Angel. "I might be a trash, but you look like a clown!" Angel taunted, taking her time to make a dramatic exit.Phil couldn't help but burst out laughing at the absurdity of the scene, Evan looking like a clown. "You got what was coming to you! You can't mess with just anyone," he exclaimed, chuckling at his cousin's misfortune.Phil was in stitches, and Evan's cake-covered face only added to the hilarity. The birthday boy looked like a walking dessert, and Phil couldn't get enough of it. Seething with anger, Evan stormed off in his car, leaving Phil to revel in the moment, Angel was long gone before he could even think of venti
Evan's frustration had reached a boiling point. He couldn't bear to watch Angel's antics at his party any longer. He needed a distraction, so he retreated to the mansion.His footsteps echoed up the stairs towards his room, until he noticed a door slightly ajar. That piqued his curiosity. The rooms upstairs were off-limits to guests, which made him wonder why that one was open."Odd," he whispered to himself, his curiosity getting the better of him. He pushed the door open, and what he saw left him stunned. His mother, Marlie, was holding a girl in front of a mirror, a warm smile on her face.It was Marlie's words that sent shockwaves through Evan's entire being. "Princess, I'm thrilled to finally meet you. Your brother will be delighted to see how you've grown into a beautiful and loving young woman, Evelyn." The name struck a nerve in Evan. He realized what was going on, his twin sister was found. And right there, she stood in flesh and blood. His mind began to swell, his inner tu