"Sorry for asking you to come on such short notice, Amora. I don't have much time. My flight leaves in an hour."
Hearing Biana Curtiz’s explanation, Amora smiled slightly. “It’s okay, Bia. I’m free tonight anyway. Mrs. Houston said I don’t need to work the night shift.”
Biana Curtiz was Amora’s coworker at WW Mart. She had asked Amora to come to Baymoon Restaurant, where she was interning as a server.
Amora had planned to make up for the morning shift she missed, but Della Houston, the manager, told her to come in tomorrow instead, as a morning shift employee had taken leave.
Amora hoped to earn extra money from the night shift to pay her rent. She thought she’d be going home empty-handed tonight.
But while heading home, Biana called her, asking if she could cover her shift at the restaurant.
Biana wanted to see
"Welcome, Mrs. Lysander."Alvin Jones greeted one of his newly arrived guests at the entrance of Baymoon Restaurant. He hurriedly approached the middle-aged guest with his professional demeanor as a restaurant manager.However, Amora was still shocked in her place. How could she not be? She never expected to meet the person she despised the most after leaving the Lysander family residence!The woman addressed as Mrs. Lysander by the manager was Julia Brown, her aunt!Amora couldn't forget how her aunt had treated her when she was expelled by her grandfather seven years ago. The words filled with scorn and harsh sarcasm uttered by Julia still echoed clearly in her mind."Don't blame anyone, Amora. But blame yourself for being foolish, and blame your mother for bringing you into this world. Now not only is your blood tainted, but your body is too. You and your mother are truly disg
"Sorry, I'm late. My car had some trouble," said a young woman as she entered the VIP room."Finally, you're here, Chelsea. We have been waiting for you," replied Julia, standing up to welcome her.The young woman, stylish in a mini dress showing off a bit of her smooth thigh and a fur coat draped around her neck, approached Julia and greeted her with cheek kisses."Did your car break down?" Julia asked worriedly."Yes, Aunt. The engine died suddenly, so I had to take care of it," Chelsea replied, glancing at Mrs. Lorenzo, who had been watching her.Julia realized she hadn't introduced them yet. "Mrs. Lorenzo, this is the girl I wanted to introduce to you. Her name is Chelsea Harrison," she said to the woman beside her.Yes, the young woman she referred to as a 'distant relative' was Chelsea Harrison, who was also Amora's college friend!Amora couldn't believe they had this kind of relationship because Chelsea had never mentioned it. And Julia Brown never seemed to communicate with Ch
“Let's have a toast first, Mrs. Lysander.”Liliana raised her crystal glass and invited Julia to toast with her. She began to feel uneasy because her stepson had not yet shown up, keeping their guests waiting longer than necessary.“I'm sorry if my son has kept you waiting too long,” Liliana said, forcing a smile.Liliana glanced at her husband, who remained calm despite the indirect embarrassment caused by her stepson's tardiness.“It’s okay, Mrs. Lorenzo. Busy men are quite common. My husband often comes home late because of work,” Julia responded understandingly.In reality, Julia was starting to feel uneasy. She sensed that the matchmaking event might be difficult to proceed with, given that young master Lorenzo had yet to make an appearance.Julia glanced at Chelsea, who was beginning to look slightly annoyed at being ignored by her prospective match. She gently patted the young woman’s hand to calm her and signaled for her to drink with her.“I truly apologize. But he was alread
"Looks like the food has arrived."Netra Regis glanced at two chefs pushing the trolley into the room. A slight smirk appeared when he noticed the female servant still standing at the doorway. His attention shifted to the name tag on her uniform.‘So her name is Biana, huh?’ Regis thought, frowning slightly.The name felt unfamiliar to him, but seeing the wariness in her eyes made him even more intrigued to learn more about her.A smile formed on his lips again. He turned and walked back to the banquet table."The aroma of the food is really appetizing," Regis murmured, eyeing the appetizers being arranged on the table by the chefs.Ignoring everyone else's stares, Regis took an empty seat next to his father, who had argued with him earlier.His gaze shifted to Chelsea Harrison, who still looked confused but also pleased that he had decided to stay."I've been very busy with work today. I unconsciously said something very rude earlier. It seems my words and actions hurt your feelings.
Without suspecting Chelsea at all, Amora placed a bowl of tourin soup in front of her. Just as she set it down, the wine glass beside her hand suddenly toppled over.Startled, Amora quickly pulled back, even though she was sure she hadn't touched the glass. Before she could explain, Chelsea had already hurled an accusation at her."Oh my goodness! Can't you be more careful?" Chelsea snapped.Amora was taken aback. She saw Chelsea rise from her seat, worried that the wine had stained her expensive clothes.Chelsea’s loud voice drew all eyes to Amora. Seeing the faint arrogance on Chelsea's face, Amora realized she had fallen into Chelsea's trap."But I didn’t—""Are you saying it was an accident? What if the hot soup had spilled on my niece? Could you have taken responsibility for that?"Before Amora could explain that it wasn’t her fault, Julia had already risen from her seat to defend Chelsea.The older woman put on a panicked face and pretended to check Chelsea’s body to ensure no s
"Do you have any idea who our important guest is tonight, Amora?!"Alvin Jones's angry shout echoed through the VIP room. Luckily, it was just him and Amora in there. Alvin had specifically asked her to come into the empty room to address her failure to provide satisfactory service to their VIP guest.He had already received a report from Hannah about what had happened. Instead of being satisfied, their VIP guest was frustrated and disappointed.Alvin couldn't believe Amora had made such a blunder. He had trusted her abilities after seeing her dedication and skill several times when she filled in as a substitute server. He never thought she would let him down. Now, Alvin regretted giving such an important task to someone who wasn't even a full-time employee!"I should never have given you this responsibility, Amora. It's my fault for overestimating your abilities," Alvin said, his voice filled with disappointment and regret.He felt he had made a mistake in trusting her. He should hav
"Sorry, I don't think we have anything to discuss, Young Master Lorenzo."Amora tried to resist the temptation of the offer from the stranger. She thought he was interested in her. It wasn’t that Amora was arrogant, but she had no interest in getting involved with a strange man who seemed very dangerous. Besides, she didn’t want to be seen as a woman who could be easily bought with money.The musky scent of the man made Amora frown. She felt she had smelled it before from someone in the past. But his voice interrupted her thoughts before she could dig deeper into her memories. "One hundred dollars for five minutes."Amora was stunned. That amount was a lot for her and could cover her overdue rent!'Damn! Should I swallow my pride? I guess talking won't hurt, right?' Amora's mind wavered.Slowly, her defenses crumbled under Regis’s offer. She thought if he just wanted to talk, there was no harm in it.With conflicting feelings, Amora reluctantly set her pride aside and slowly turned
"Now, what should I do about Biana? She’s going to be angry and disappointed when she finds out I lost this important job for her."Amora muttered softly, sadness evident on her face. She had just left Baymoon Restaurant through the back door, worried that Young Master Lorenzo would come looking for her.Amora didn’t want to see the man who had taken her virginity. Even though he was Rayden’s biological father, she had no intention of letting him know that their brief encounter seven years ago had resulted in a child.Amora also didn’t want Rayden to know that his father was a murderer!"No wonder he seemed familiar. He looks so much like Rayden," Amora thought as she tried to recall Regis Lorenzo’s face from earlier.Her son and that man had the same eyebrows, nose, and lips. Amora thought anyone would instantly see the resemblance if they saw the two together."Good thing he’s too dense to notice. Otherwise, Rayden could be in danger. I can't let them meet again," Amora sighed with
Mark's car had just pulled up at the arrival gate. He glanced at his young master, who was resting his eyes in the backseat.Regis looked exhausted. For the past two nights, he’d been tied up in a series of private meetings with Royal Dragon’s subordinates, carefully planning the strategy to take over the power held by Diego Lorenzo.At this point, Regis and a few of his loyal aides had managed to secure the support of some underlings willing to serve him. However, there were still others who refused, afraid of becoming the target of Diego’s wrath if their plan was ever exposed.“We’ve arrived, Young Master,” Mark said, gently waking his superior.Regis slowly opened his eyes and took a moment to assess his surroundings before stepping out of the car. Standing by the departure entrance, he spotted Albert waiting to greet him.“Have you found Old Madam Lysander yet?” Regis asked bluntly.“Not yet, Young Master. We have no idea where she’s heading. My team and I had to split up to searc
The tension in the Royal Dragon leader’s office was palpable. Everyone’s face had gone pale when Pablo Varon returned with a report that darkened Diego Lorenzo’s expression.“What did you just say?” Diego asked, his tone cold and sharp.“I’m sorry, Boss. I failed to take Miss Lysander with me. The young master showed up and took her away first,” Pablo replied, bowing his head deeply.Diego stood from his chair and approached Pablo. He placed a hand on Pablo’s shoulder and gripped it hard.“How long have you worked for me, Pablo? And you still can’t handle a single woman? Are you trying to disgrace the name of Royal Dragon, huh?” Diego hissed, a cynical smirk curling his lips.Pablo could feel his boss’s rage and disappointment. “I’m truly sorry, Sir. I’m ready to accept any punishment,” he said, dropping to his knees in front of Diego.From the beginning, Pablo had known the risks of letting the young master’s wife go. He never once thought of escaping the consequences.“My ungrateful
“H-How did you find out about this?” Amora mumbled, still feeling dazed.She had tried so hard to hide her pregnancy complications from Regis. She didn’t want his excitement over the baby to waver because of it.“You don’t need to know how I found out,” Regis said firmly. “All you need to know is that I’m never going to let you go, Amora.”His eyes burned with anger at his wife’s deception. But a few seconds later, his gaze softened.Regis took both of Amora’s hands in his and looked at her gently. A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he saw the regret in her eyes.He let out a quiet sigh and spoke gently, “I hope you won’t make the same foolish mistake again, Amora. I know my father crossed the line this time. But please, trust me … I’m going to stop him.”Amora’s hazel eyes were still wet with tears. “But how can you stop him, Regis? Grandma’s already been taken to the airport, and .…”Her voice cracked as her sobs took over. Seeing his wife cry, Regis actually smiled.
“Regis, your father actually had a reason for doing all of this.”Amora’s words made Regis frown for a moment, but then he let out a short, dry chuckle.“A reason? What reason could he possibly have other than wanting to control his rebellious son?” Regis scoffed.Just like Amora once had, Regis had no idea about the real reason behind his father’s constant efforts to keep them apart.Seeing the hatred in Regis’s eyes whenever he mentioned Diego Lorenzo, Amora finally decided to share what Diego had once told her.She thought maybe—just maybe—it would help lessen Regis’s hatred toward his father. She could’ve easily kept it to herself, letting Regis continue to resent Diego as payback for everything that man had done to her.But her conscience wouldn’t let her pretend she didn’t know the truth.“Regis … your father did all this out of hatred and revenge toward my dad,” Amora said, leaving Regis completely stunned and confused.“What do you mean, Amora?” Regis asked, his gaze narrowing
Seeing the deep regret on Amora’s face, Regis let out a sharp sigh. He hadn’t meant to scold her. He just wanted her to understand how her actions affected them both.Regis tried to keep his emotions in check, not wanting to lash out. He knew Amora was clearly torn and dealing with a difficult inner conflict.“Haven’t I told you time and time again not to carry everything on your own, Amora?” Regis reminded her gently.Amora didn’t respond. Her head remained lowered until Regis reached out, cupped her chin, and lifted her face so their eyes could meet again.The look in Regis's eyes, which looked shady and sad, made Amora feel both comforted and hurt because she felt guilty for hurting him with the divorce papers she’d filed.“I’m your husband, Amora. Didn’t we agree to face all our struggles together? Can’t you give me just a little time to prove that I can turn this around without asking you to sacrifice everything?” Regis asked, his voice soft but full of emotion.He still believed
Regis and Amora had just entered their rented house, but Regis was still gripping his wife’s wrist tightly, causing her to wince in pain.“Regis, didn’t you hear me? Let go of my hand!” Amora snapped, clearly annoyed at being dragged around by her husband.The sound of the bedroom door slamming made Amora jump. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw the fury in Regis’s eyes.Amora swallowed hard and muttered, “That hurts, Regis.”Seeing how helpless she looked, Regis finally let go of her wrist. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the red marks left by his grip.Even though guilt started to creep in, Regis didn’t say anything. He still couldn’t bring himself to forgive what Amora had done.His lips curled into a bitter smirk as he glanced at the small suitcase behind her. “So you’re leaving, huh? Who told you to do that?”His voice was laced with a mix of anger and disappointment. Amora nervously bit her lip, slowly lowering her gaze, unable to meet his eyes.“Why are you quiet? A
“Did you bring what my boss asked for?” Pablo asked, his expression completely unchanged.Amora looked down at the document in her hands, her heart heavy. The papers were divorce papers—something she had prepared at Diego’s request, and a requirement to get Rayden accepted into the Lorenzo family.The truth was, she still wasn’t ready to divorce Regis. But the pressure and threats from Diego had completely worn her down. Unlike Diego, she held no power. And more than anything, she didn’t want to see Regis crushed under the weight of his own father.“Miss, my boss isn’t someone who breaks his promises. He’ll accept your son as part of the Lorenzo family, just like he said. Your sacrifice won’t be in vain,” Pablo assured her on his employer’s behalf.Hearing that, Amora felt something heavy lift from her chest. ‘I’m sorry, Ray. I know I made this decision on my own, but I believe one day, you’ll understand this was the best thing I could do for you,’ she thought.Amora handed the docume
"See you later, Mom. Don’t forget to come, okay?" Rayden said as he said goodbye to his mother.They had just finished breakfast, and Regis was the one taking their son to school. Amora had claimed she needed to finish some housework first so she could fully enjoy the event Rayden was participating in later.Amora only gave a small nod to her son’s words. She kissed his forehead lightly and murmured, "Take care of yourself, Ray."Rayden frowned. "I’m not gonna hurt myself, Mom," he replied, assuming she was still worried about his archery performance later.Amora gave a faint smile. Her eyes shifted to Regis, who was looking at her with a meaningful gaze. But she quickly looked away and said, "Go on, or you'll be late.""Come on, Dad! Let’s go!" Rayden called out as he grabbed his backpack."What is it?" Amora asked, puzzled, when she noticed Regis still hadn’t moved from his spot, even though their son had already jogged toward the door."Aren’t you forgetting something?" Regis asked
“Maybe Albert and the others were right. The more I stay silent, the more Father will keep using his power to pressure Amora. I need to put a stop to this—fast,” Regis thought to himself.His face was filled with distress. His mind was racing with plans he had crafted with his loyal subordinates. He’d originally planned to check in on his wife, but changed his mind and stood up, needing to confirm something first before taking any action.Meanwhile, Amora sat silently on the edge of her bed, staring at her phone screen, her thoughts consumed by the message she had just received.Tears streamed steadily down her cheeks. She covered her mouth with one hand to muffle her sobs so no one outside her room could hear her crying.She quickly wiped her tears with the back of her hand and looked again at the message on her screen. It was from Chris. He had saved her number without her knowing.[Amora, I’m not sure if you’ve found out yet or not … but I just want to say congratulations. Accordin