Throughout her life, Cheryl admitted that she was not a person who was close to God. She rarely prayed, nor did she attend church. However, there were moments in her life that made her feel that someday she would find and return to the old path that she had left behind. Perhaps, there would be things that made her miss her old habits of coming to church to pray or just sitting for hours practicing the piano with the choir.Now, for the first time in years, she was back at the small church where she had spent her childhood in Las Vegas.This church was not the same as the last time she visited. There was still a large garden that greeted her in the courtyard, but the inside of the church had been remodeled to be bigger and grander. The piano she used to play has also changed. It had been changed to a new model, with better quality of course.Cheryl missed the time when she was a little girl who often played the piano in church.She instantly regretted that she rarely visited this churc

"Mateo, please help me," Cheryl gave Mateo a pleading look, "I need to see Rafael. Tell me where and how I can meet him because… I've been calling him since a few hours ago, but he's not picking up my calls."Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Mateo wince in surprise at the suddenness of the sentence she said while they were having dinner together.She spent the whole afternoon thinking about all this and only found the courage at dinner time. She knew that what she had asked Mateo was... shocking. However, this is what happened, and she couldn't stop the thousands of questions that had been running through her head since her meeting with Mrs. Catalina."Wait, what are you talking about?" Mateo raised one eyebrow, giving her a surprised look.Cheryl took a deep breath, knowing that his question showed how crazy her mind was at the moment. However, she didn't care. The only thing she wanted to do was to meet Rafael to ask him about what really happened.The thing she had believed in

Cheryl's eyes widened in fear as she gazed into the lobby of the TARTARUS hotel, which was directly connected to the secret room where ElWagner's secret leaders met. There was a dark hallway that led to the top floor, a lobby reserved for the leaders. The floor wasn't even listed in the elevator. She had to use the elevator to get to the top floor. After that, she had to walk to a hidden passage behind the hotel's managing director's room, and then she could use the private elevator to get to the top floor.She didn't know for sure, but it seemed like the hotel director was also one of the people involved with ElWagner. Or perhaps, the director of TARTARUS was one of the secret leaders.She doesn't know about it, and she doesn't want to know anything. The only thing she wanted to know was where and how she could meet Rafael.That’s why she comes here…The tapping sound of high heels broke the silence on the floor. Her brown hair fluttered beautifully, matching the long red dress she w

Rafael gazed at Cheryl, who was starting to lose consciousness.True. She was indeed a terrible wine drinker. Just five minutes after sipping half a glass of the champagne he had given her, she lost because she was a bad drinker."Take her out of here," Rafael looked at Beatrice, who was sitting at the end of the table across from him.Beatrice let out a brief snort. "Alright, Sir," she replied reluctantly. She got up and walked towards Cheryl, pulling her away from his lap."It seems you're bored of playing with Alejandro," she played her part epically. She asked with firmness, cruelty, and cunning, deliberately making everyone hear her voice.Rafael raised an eyebrow. "She is indeed a boring woman," he said, gazing at Cheryl. He kept muttering apologies to her in his heart for all the crazy things that had happened. "Other than her game in bed, I like nothing about her."He wanted to take off his mask. He wanted to hold Cheryl and take her out of this dreadful place. But he couldn't

"Mateo, will you marry me someday?" 8-year-old Cheryl stretched out her hand, asking Mateo to keep holding her hand as they walked into the church.Occasionally, her hand reached out to touch the flowers on both sides of the path that would lead them to the main door of the church. She wanted to pick the flowers and put them in her pocket as she usually did, but she quickly abandoned her idea when she saw the dress she was wearing. Today, she wore a white dress, so she didn't want to soil the beautiful dress by storing flowers in her pocket."No! Why would I marry you? I'm your big brother, Cheryl!" Mateo held her hand, walking ahead of their parents, who were still busy behind them.Cheryl looked up, staring at Mateo, who was much taller than her. "Why?" She pouted.Mateo rolled his eyes. "No one wants to marry their own sister. I'm going to find a beautiful girlfriend and marry her.""Why? Are you going to leave me?" She almost cried at the thought of Mateo leaving her."You're goin