Dianna watched over her sister while sleeping peacefully. She was still thinking about whether to accept his offer or not. "We've been through a lot, Dianne. The accident, that memorable night and now, my store is not performing well." She murmured, gasped, and wished to have someone to lean on. Dianna wondered if she only had the chance to know her mother's condition, she should have brought her to the hospital as soon as she discovered the truth. But things happened for reasons. No one had ever wished to see their mother's death and suffering. She breathed heavily as tears shone in her eyes. But she quickly blinked and wiped it away. "No more for drama! I must work harder this time for Dianne and her future." She jumped off the hospital bed and walked into the side table. Dianna put the contract inside of her back and took the cellphones with her. Before leaving, she kissed Dianne's forehead. "I'll be back rig

"I like you, Dianna," He said between the kiss. "Since that night, I'd never forgotten about you! Your sweet voice, your smile, your kisses, eve–every little thing about you, Dianna! I... I missed the whole you, God knows how I tried to control what I feel!" Klaus Anderson had failed to keep and hide what he truly felt towards the woman who sells herself, three months ago. He slept with other girls every night to forget about Dianna yet, he would always remember her face and sweet voice every time he kissed other girls. "Wh–what did you say?" Dianna stuttered. "I missed you so damn much, Dianna! And I am willing to wait until you become certain with your feelings too!" "How about the contract? Sho–should I sign or throw it into the trashcan?" Dianna smiled mischievously. Now that she had a perfect opportunity, she was determined to take another risk in exchange for money and success. 

The tension between Dianna and the woman named Georgia increased when Dianna uttered her name sarcastically. Georgia shook her head in disbelief. She then raised her left eyebrow and said, "Why don't you let me in and give me something to drink first? I came here to offer you something not to argue with you anymore." She pushed the house's owner and went inside like she was in her home. Dianna slammed the door to let her know that she will never be happy to be with her. "What do you want?" Dianna asked her coldly. Crossed her arms while the other woman was looking at the portraits and medals at the wall. Georgia titled her head in amusement. She never knew that Dianna was graduated with the highest honor amongst others. Medals were flaunted from different competitions and recognitions. "You're quite an intelligent woman, Dianna. And I know, you will understand why I am even here in the first place." 

Dianne was seated on the chair slowly as she endured the pain in her left leg.   Despite the operations she survived, she bravely walked to the kitchen and watched over Dianna who peel off the apples and chopped them lengthwise. "Didn't you notice something surprising, did you?" Dianne raised her eyebrows while playing with her fingers.   "The guard delivered almost an entire store." She picked one slice of apple and gnawed it silently. But Dianna shrugged off her shoulders and ignored what she had said. She put the vegetables on the empty fridge and arranged them accordingly. "I'm telling you, look around first and tell me that I'm a liar who just making stories, for goodness' sake!" Dianne rolled her eyes at her older sister. She grabbed, carried the plate of apples, and walked away from the kitchen. However, as she took three steps to her room the door sounded off loudly

Dianna had enough time to release the nervousness he felt. Her stomach had been yelling at her, craving food and something to drink. Her throat had turned dry but her soul was in peace. "Huh, I think this is the right moment to talk to him privately. I need to earn before Dianne discovers the truth!" She closed her fists bravely. After thousands of years of convincing Dianna Sy, in the end, she has no choice but to be the werewolf's assistant and slave. Dianna walked back inside the room. She was about to go to the kitchen when she heard the sound of the water in the restroom. She thought it was Dianne, but she saw someone else inside. "Dianne? Dianne?" She called her name like a whisper to the wind. She took a step closer and nigher as her heart had beat too fast and deafening. "Dianne, is that you?" She quickly opened the door with full strength. Abruptly, she was startled, widened her eyes