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Chapter 2

"What does she need?" Aslan asked coldly, his mind briefly drifting to the past, to the reason Alexa’s hatred for him had intensified—because of inheritance.

"Tuition? I just transferred money to her bank account last week," Mang Kiko replied.

The butler shook his head. "She wants to be picked up."

His eyebrows furrowed. Is the world about to end or is Mang Kiko playing a prank on him? Alexa, going home? Oh, come on.

“I’ll cut off my manhood, Mang Kiko,” he answered flatly.

"Don't, it's a waste," Mang Kiko responded, making Aslan's brow furrow even more. "She’s stuck in Apalit."

"And?"

“She wants you to pick her up.”

“She should have taken the bus, or any vehicle, and had her nanny bring her here.”

“She’s alone.”

God, really?

He immediately rubbed his face. After seven years, here comes an interruption to his smooth life, all because of a breakdown? It’s been seven years since Alexa left him, and now she remembers him? Why the hell is she even coming back? Didn’t she swear never to step foot in the Escobar estate again? What made her think he’d pick her up? Who does she think she is, a princess?

"Are you going to pick her up, or is she going to walk home here?" Mang Kiko asked.

Aslan knew Mang Kiko wasn’t just making things up. Alexa was the type to demand things like that.

"She can start walking," he replied.

He saw Mang Kiko’s jaw drop.

"There’s a storm, Aslan."

"I don't care, Mang Kiko. She’s so stubborn, and if she wants to travel in the middle of a storm, she should face the consequences," he said as he slammed the door shut.

Who is Alexa trying to scare?

His face was wrinkled. Alexa even scared him to walk home. Ever since that got out of his power, he no longer cares about his life. He told himself that once she walked out the mansion's main door, he'd shut her forever in his life, too. That's what he did. He only gives support but he knows all the expenses. He brings even more. In the past, he sent a full share to the hacienda, then only a few bwan, asking the bank again.

He didn't understand where Alexa took the millionaire and didn't ask any more questions. What he did again was he budgeted. That doesn't get money in the bank if he has no notice again.

They have no communication. Alexa also shut herself from him. He accepted it because he felt bad for the inheritance that went to him, instead of the one and only true child of Caroline and Geron.

"Who's the intruder?" Donna made it difficult for him. The woman is leaning back and smoking her cigarette.

He sat on the bed and leaned in on the headrest. He also lit a cigarette and smoked it.

"Mang Kiko."

"What's wrong with the old gay?" Donna begins to hold his manhood.

She played with it so he stared at it, watching how it slowly came to life.

"Alexa…" he sniffed again.

Donna got down on his manhood and bit his head.

Oh fuck. He closed his eyes and pursed his lips. He held her by the hair and climbed down there himself.

"Go ahead," he ordered the woman who followed his order.

Donna is an expert bed warmer. She knows how to blow his dick perfectly. The size of his manhood is irrelevant here. It can swallow that whole. It's also a story, he was only fifteen when he was having sex with the so-called lord of the fraternity he joined. He doesn't care about that. All that matters is that Donna makes him happy.

"What does your brat brother need?" Donna asked while licking the body of Aslan's penis.

"Let's not talk about it."

He immediately pulled her to sit on top of her and then violently inserted his manhood into her.

A loud growl escaped Donna's mouth. He held her by the hip and guided her in the movement he wanted, back and forth.

Alexa's stubbornness will not work with him now, not when she forgot him for the entire seven years of their lives.Alexa’s nose was long as she sat inside her car. Few vehicles were passing by due to the strong rain and wind. She was probably the only “fool” who traveled despite the storm that had hit the country.

She was crying because Aslan wouldn’t pick her up. What would she do? Her network connection was completely cut off, and she didn’t know why. She was lucky to have called Mang Kiko, but as soon as she started walking, her bastard adopted brother said the signal was dead.

All she could see at that moment was the universal "no" sign. Network is prohibited—that’s what it meant. What now? Because of what happened, she made a rash decision.

When she arrived home last night after the catfight with Iris, and after being physically hurt by her boyfriend, she packed some of her clothes.

While driving, she thought she needed to get all of her shares from the bank’s vault to confront Maxus. It was all Aslan’s fault that Maxus chose someone else over her. She was so useless. She had invested her money in that law firm. She helped build that building because she loved the man so much, believing they would be together until the end.

But things changed when he became the boss.

Her nanny was very surprised by her sudden packing, especially since she had bruises on her face. Alexa told her she had gotten into a fight at a seminar. She didn’t know if the nanny believed her or not.

Maxus had been calling her so many times last night. She had fallen asleep with her phone vibrating nonstop, until it probably died because the battery ran out.

She couldn’t answer his calls because she was so angry. Yes, she loved him, but it wasn’t enough to cover up her hurt feelings and the way he had raised his hand against her.

She had to run away from him. Maxus would bother her if she stayed at her nanny’s house.

Earlier, before she left, they had crossed paths, but she hadn’t told him she was going to the hacienda. She almost threw the glass door at her boyfriend out of pure rage.

Maxus quickly got out of his car when he arrived in front of Alexa’s condo. She had just come out of the main entrance, so she signaled her nanny, Yaya Guada, to stay inside. Yaya was pulling her suitcase.

"Baby," Maxus rushed toward her, "She already left. She’s gone."

"And what, am I supposed to be grateful that she's gone? And if she comes back, what? You’re going to undress her again?" She smirked bitterly.

"Baby…"

"Do whatever you want, Maxus. Return the money I invested in your law firm, and we’re even."

"No!" He immediately replied, "We’re not officially over. You’re still mine, Alexa. I haven’t agreed to break up yet."

"Oh, really, Attorney Wilson? Is that the new deal? You’ll keep womanizing when I’m not around, and we’re still ‘official’? Sorry, I didn’t inform you, but I’m done."

"It’s not like that," he angrily scratched his head, "It will never happen again. Please, forgive me, baby."

She shook her head. All she wanted was one word, "sorry," but it was nowhere to be found. She felt sorry for him, for his appearance, but when she remembered seeing Iris in his car, the pain was overwhelming. While she was restless, sitting in that hall yesterday, worrying about whether she could make it to his birthday, he was out there enjoying himself.

That was so unfair.

She decided to turn her back and head back inside the building. She’d leave later, once Maxus was gone. Maybe she could forgive him, but not now.

Her teeth clenched. All men were annoying! That’s what she thought as she slammed the steering wheel. What now? She tried to change the smoking battery, but she burned herself in the process. She could see the water gathering under her skin. She couldn’t even touch or hold anything. She grabbed a tissue and wrapped it around her fingers. She got out of the car and locked the door.

She had to wait for some vehicles that would take her to Hacienda Escobar. Over an hour had passed, and she was still staring blankly inside her car. Even though it was raining, there was nothing more she could do. She had an umbrella, but she screamed when the wind blew so hard that it flipped the umbrella inside out, and she almost broke her ribs in the process. She had no choice but to let it go. The umbrella flew off to who knows where, and she scrambled back into her car, but a series of honks made her look up.

The vehicle was circling behind her car, and her smile appeared involuntarily. It was the latest model of an Aston Martin SUV, a 2023 model. So rich. If her mother hadn’t been manipulated, she could have easily bought a car like that too.

Her anger never left her. Even now, she carried the deep resentment in her heart for the parents who stripped her of her rights to everything. Plot twist, maybe she was the real adopted one.

Duggghhhh.

Everyone knew she was the real child, and the reason she left was that she had no face to show the people. It was shameful how they took away her inheritance and gave it to the man they adopted. Not to mention that the people at Hacienda Escobar had no idea what Aslan did to brainwash her mother. It was disgusting!

Then again, the ages of the two weren’t that far apart. Her mother was younger than her father. When her father died, Aslan was already twenty-three.

She gaped at the grandeur of the car. It seemed like she was going to get a ride, since it circled around. Even if she had to pay for the gas to the rich owner of the car, it was fine—anything to get out of Manila.