Diana awoke the next morning, startled.   She didn't expect to see Lucas in bed with her and still sleeping peacefully.   Diana's head was rested on his muscular arm and her arm was on his bare chest.   Diana gulped at the realization.   This is certainly a morning treat. It's like having a real live top model on her bed.   He looked like a hunk from a magazine cover.   Diana tried to recall the events leading up to this moment and her cheeks became warm in embarrassment at the recollection.   How did she even have the guts to make him stay last night?   She was tired and a little tipsy the previous night, that she didn't realize what went on after that.   She vaguely remembered having such dream of him being on bed with her. But at that moment, she thought it was too impossible. In her dream, the

The grey haired man wearing a brown tweed coat entered the private room.   "Mr. Fredric, welcome. It's so nice to see you." Osmond stood in greeting.   "Hello. How is everybody? I trust everyone is enjoying this fine weather today?" Dillon Fredric entered and sat comfortably next to Diana. "You must be Diana."   Diana nodded stiffly.   Vanessa and Osmond eyed Diana in warning.   "And you must be the new Mr. and Mrs. Ward, hello."   "A pleasure to meet you Mr. Fredric." Henry greeted politely.   "Oh the pleasure is all mine. I'm happy to be joining all of you today." Dillon Fredric was chatty and approachable, especially to the rich.   He was already eyeing the woman next to him and was already satisfied with what he's seeing.   She will definitely be an upgrade from his previous marriage.

After having lunch, Lucas showed Diana around his home.   He mentioned to her that he has a pool and that it would be nice to have a swim since they don't have anything else planned for the rest of the day.   Diana wanted to decline since she didn't bring any set of extra clothes with her.   But as if reading her mind, Lucas took her to one of the rooms in the house and told her that she can use that room whenever she's there.   Diana was surprised at this, but was delighted that she can actually go for a swim.   Opening the closet, she saw several brand new clothes, ranging from sleepwear, casual, formal wear, even work clothes and formal dinner wear. A chest of drawers even has underwear, socks and other items that she may need. There was even a shelf with a lot of shoes in different kinds.   She found a two-piece swimsuit that is brand new, with the tag st

Chantal and Henry arrived just then and noticed that their friends were crowding someone. When they got the person's face clearer, they saw that it was Diana.   "Why is she here?" Chantal spoke.   "Chantal! Henry! You guys are here. Yeah, we just saw Diana here too." Leah said.   "So, where's your boyfriend Diana? Or don't tell me, you got a new one already? Is it someone rich this time? Which old businessman are you trying to seduce this time, huh?"   "Let me pass." Diana spoke coldly.   She has no time to deal with their stupidity today.   "Geez Diana. How low could you fall? You made it seem like you can take care of yourself by not even caring whether you get disinherited or not. And yet, you're here trying to cling to some old businessman? What's the matter, your boyfriend can't give you what you need, right?" Chantal taunted.   "Hey

At the Anderson Family's residence, a woman was painting on a canvass. A bronze clip held her long curled brunette hair at the back of her head, showing her youthful face. She's a middle-aged woman but she didn't look like it. Her brown almond eyes, long curled eyelashes, softly arched eyebrows, tall and straight nose and full lips still made her look 20 years younger than her age. She was a natural regal beauty. Her soft and slender hand held a paintbrush, applying paint on the canvass. It was a picture of a baby with angel's wings.   "That's beautiful, Hon" her husband Philip, deep soothing voice, was close to her ears. His warm breath sent tingles down her spine. He hugged her slim waist from behind, resting his chin on top of her head. His wife was considered tall in the industry she works at, but he was still taller than her. Her head at least reached his clavicle.   "Hmmm.. I think so too." The woman smiled at her husband. Apart from h