“I need your help, Lil.” Daniella was glad when she found Lilian. “Why, what’s wrong?” Lilian was having fun with Paloma’s hairdresser when Daniella found her. Jessie was gay but he chose to wear the ninja costume for dinner. “Marcus is here, why didn’t you tell me that he was invited?” She confronted Lilian about the guest list. For several days that the list was with her, she remembered everyone’s name on it and she was sure that Daniella’s ex-husband was not invited. “And you believe him?” Maybe the man was bold enough to gate crash on her mother’s birthday! “He told me he was invited along with his friend, Mr. Ortega.” Daniella knew that Lilian was interested in Mr. Ortega because of the man’s suspicious relationship with Paloma. Knowing all the lies that Daniella fed to everyone, Lilian felt sorry for her, and since they were now sisters, she would do anything to help her with the masquerade she started. “Don’t worry, I’ll think of something, okay?” Sh

When Marcus arrived at the beach and still wearing the ninja costume, she was relieved. Since she woke up, she was anxious that the man would do something unfavorable to her. Daniella stared at his back as he walked towards a vacant table to have his breakfast. Ortega joined him a few moments later, and she saw them laughing. Were they talking about her? She should find out! Daniella got a plate and filled it with her favorite breakfast and joined them. “Hello gentlemen, may I join you?” She smiled sweetly towards Ortega but glared at Marcus. There’s no other perfect opportunity where she could question Ortega about his relationship with her stepmother. Ortega recognized the woman who joined them. It was Daniella Reyes, the first job assignment for Marcus Madrigal. The picture that Paloma sent to him via email didn’t do justice to her actual appearance. Daniella was prettier in person than in the photo and he wondered if Marcus wasn’t attracted to the woman while working cl

“Follow me,” she said after Marcus let her go from his tight embrace. She couldn’t wait for another chance to say everything that she wanted to tell him and a confrontation was overdue between them. Marcus followed Daniella and he found out that there was a connecting door behind the wardrobe that connected her bedroom and their daughter’s playroom. It was a brilliant idea to have their daughter’s playroom close to her. The playroom had a coffee table, probably for the supervising adults, and he saw Daniella sitting in one of the chairs. “So you lied about my death?” He asked as soon as he was seated opposite her. They were both adults and mature enough to settle things out on their own. Marcus was outraged but he was willing to listen to her reason for lying, but the woman didn’t open her mouth to speak and just glared at him. “Answer me!” he shouted. “Because it was the only way that they wouldn’t ask me about you! No one would care about the dead anymore, Marcus.” Finally,

Her daughter would usually fall asleep while breastfeeding. Daniella waited until AJ was soundly asleep before she transferred her to their bed. “You’re still here?” She asked the man who was dozing off in his seat. “I waited for you. But Dani, don’t you think it’s better for AJ to sleep in the crib?” Yes, her bed was spacious considering that there were two queen-sized beds being put together in the room, but a child must be in the crib for safety precautions. Sometimes, adults moved a lot during their sleep and there would be a possibility that the child may be in danger. “I’m comfortable when she’s sleeping beside me, anyway, why do you care so much?” She started to be irritated at his nosiness. “But it’s safer in the crib,” he insisted. “Hold on, Marcus. Didn’t I make myself clear? You don’t have the right to question how I raised my daughter. You know, you’re very funny. Who do you think you are?” She was getting mad when he insisted on where to put her child to

There was a coffee table inside the woman’s office and he sat in one of the chairs. When he noticed the newspaper on the table, he read it, but then he observed that Alicia’s office was neat and organized. Her office was slightly different from that of the usual accounting office where folders and documents were overwhelming and topsyturvy. He had been waiting for about five minutes and planned to just come back when the phone rang. Marcus picked up the receiver and before he could even speak, the man on the other line started to talk. “Love, we have the woman’s address already. Just give us your order and you will no longer have a rival with Marcus.” Marcus immediately returned the receiver to its place and hurried up to leave, but in the process, he accidentally hit the picture frame that was on her table. It fall on the floor and he was grateful that the glass didn’t shatter and it remained intact. He picked it up and was about to put it back when the man beside Alicia s