Mag-log in“This can’t be real,” I whispered to myself as I parked in the diner parking lot.I blinked twice when I looked at the building.No way.I knew this spot.This used to be my favorite spot. I didn’t even know it still existed.Everything was just as I remembered.The red sign outside was still there.The same warm yellow lights shone through the glass windows.Even the giant burger picture at the entrance was still there.My fingers tightened around the steering wheel.Seriously?Dexter came here?“This place?” I asked before I could stop myself.“Yeah.” Dexter briefly looked up from his phone. “What about it?”“Nothing.”I quickly looked away.My heart suddenly felt strange.This was one of the oldest diners in Las Vegas.But this wasn’t just any diner to me.This place carried memories.Very embarrassing memories.The kind I wished my brain would permanently delete.“Are you going to get out or not?” Dexter said.Then he looked at me.“Is this your first time seeing a diner? You look
“Where have you been, Mia?” Dexter asked me as soon as I walked back into the living room. Cassie was standing beside him. It was jusThe two of them in the living room. Mr Sinclair seemed to have gone back upstairs already. I opened my mouth to answer but Mrs Sinclair beat me to it. “She wanted to use the bathroom, so I showed her where it was.” I stared at her in awe. She lied so effortlessly. Also, this was her way of telling me that Dexter shouldn’t know about what we discussed. “My mum isn’t your maid,” Cassie suddenly screamed at me. One would think I had committed a crime the way she raised her voice. “I didn’t mean it that way,” I replied calmly. “I don’t care what you mean.” She folded her arms. “How dare an assistant send my mother on errands?” I honestly didn’t have the strength for Cassie’s tantrums right now. Especially after her mother just spent ten minutes indirectly insulting me in a private room. There was no way Mrs Sinclair would randomly call me. Obv
Mrs Sinclair took me to a smaller room not too far from the living room. It was quiet. I watched her close the door before walking back toward me. My heart was pounding so loudly I was surprised she couldn’t even hear it. I could still hear Cassie’s voice from here but not clearly enough to understand what she was saying. Different thoughts were going through my mind. Would she come to me asking why I was here under a false identity? She stopped right in front of me. My hands trembled slightly, so I quickly placed them behind me. Then she raised her hand. My breath stopped. Was she about to remove my wig or slap me? “This is the end, Athena,” I said to myself. preparing my mind for what's about to surprise. To my surprise, her hands pointed to the couch beside me “Sit.” she let out. Phew. I almost breathed out in relief. I must have been mistaken but I can't conclude yet. I quietly took my seat. She sat opposite me, crossed her legs elegantly, and simply stared at me
It wouldn’t be surprising to know both families had planned this marriage to strengthen their alliance, gain each other’s trust even more, and bury their secrets deeper. But then again… What if I was wrong? What if all these were just assumptions inside my head? Maybe they were simply a couple overwhelmed with wedding preparations. I couldn’t conclude yet. As time went on, I would eventually know the truth. But then again, even if their marriage was an alliance, it wasn’t part of my mission. My mission was to create loopholes and find out how the Sinclairs, El Caminos, and Cartiers were able to take everything from my family so easily and get everything back from them. Another thing that constantly bothered me was finding out who killed my parents. The police had ruled my mother’s death an accident and my father’s death a robbery gone wrong. But I knew it was more than that. That day… My mother’s words still echoed in my head. “They are coming for you girls. Take your sis
“Why are we still standing here?” Mrs Sinclair clapped her hands lightly, smiling as she gestured toward the dining area. “Dinner is ready. This way, please.”Cassie held onto Dexter tightly, almost as if she was scared someone would appear and steal him away.I watched her quietly.For a woman like Cassie who had beauty, fame, and wealth, she was an insecure woman. I already knew her reason for not wanting female assistants was because of her insecurity.Insecurity had a way of making even the most perfect people look fragile.I saw a stool at the corner of the living room and sat there, where I could see them clearly and still move quickly to Dexter in case he called for me.On the dining table, they all sat discussing. I could hear their laughter echoing around the house.If an outsider walked in, they would think this was a perfect happy family.But to me, all I could see were beautifully dressed thieves.I took a deep breath, swallowing my rage.“Mum, you made some of Dexter’s fa
“Isn’t this the girl you said you fired?”Cassie’s voice echoed around the house.“Cassie, I’m right in front of you. You don’t have to be that loud,” Dexter said calmly, not even looking bothered by her reaction.I had barely spent two days at this company and somehow I was already becoming a source of arguments in people’s relationship.Interesting.“Baby, just answer me. Why is she here?” she grumbled impatiently.“I hired her back.”Dexter sat comfortably on the couch scrolling through his phone as if this entire situation wasn’t a big deal.Cassie immediately rushed over and sat forcefully beside him.“You hired her back?” Her brows pulled together in disbelief. “Why would you do that?”“It was a little misunderstanding that has been cleared.”Little misunderstanding.That was one way to describe screaming at me, threatening to sue me and firing me.I saw Cassie turn toward me.Her eyes slowly studied me from head to toe before she turned back to Dexter.“Funny.” She laughed soft







