Anger prompted Minah to yank Donald's hand off her as she rose from her seat. The jerk looked up at her, his smile turned to agitation when he saw Minah's eyes filled with fury. He tried to pull his hand back but Minah was fast to twist it, wrestled and knocked and pinned him down on the table. She quickly pressed the button of the retractable ballpoint pen she had been holding the entire time, and with no hesitation, stabbed Donald's palm with its pointed tip. The man's screams echoed in the entire corner of the room, making everyone gasp in great shock. Demi covered her mouth with her hand, while Molia squeezed her eyes shut in terror. Stamping with her feet in outrage, Minah finally let go of Donald's poor hand. Tears began to form in his eyes while veins stuck out from his neck. His eyes went to Minah. “Fuck you! Bitch! Fuck!” he screamed, contemplating whether to extract the pen off of his palm or just leave it pierced

From the airport, they finally reached her flat. Nathaniel assisted her with her suitcases all the way to her condo unit. It was a one-bedroom unit on the eighteenth floor of Sendra in Ortigas. There's a utility room and a balcony that can be accessed from the living area. It was a shared balcony and according to Nathaniel, she's going to be sharing that with her next-door neighbor who has lived there for a year now. The first thing she checked was her single door fridge. She grimaced when she pulled it open. Tons of fruits and vegetables in her fridge. Her eyes wandered more to her side as she closes the door. There was a decent-sized bar that was adjacent to the kitchen. On top of it were two bottles of unopened wine which she reckoned as expensive when she read its brand. Minah tossed her LV bag on the sofa and went closer to the side table. She began to dial something on the telephone and ordered food through a delivery service. Although Nathaniel had invited her to have dinner

Minah's eyes squinted. “I can’t remember inviting you here… What the hell are you doing here?” she remarked furiously. “Vintah!” Minah had turned immobile when Angel rushed towards her, wrapping her tiny arms around her waist. She was too focused on Tobias that she did not notice Angel's appearance next to him. What the heck? She was baffled by what made the father and daughter storm into her room like that. Were they the guests Ms. Dub was talking about? “Wait. Wait… Your father brought you here?” Subtly, she distanced herself from Angel by taking the kid's hands off of her. The kid then was still looking up at her with a wide beam painted on her face. “You met my dad! I told you you’re going to like him!” her voice brimmed with enthusiasm as she spoke. Confusion washed over her. Does this kid seriously think that she liked her father? Well, apart from Tobias' good-looking face, which part of his being does she even like? The kid pulled her hand out of her room before she coul

The elevator which led Minah back to the sixteenth floor finally opened. Minah drew a deep sigh as she stepped out of the elevator car. She marched towards Martina's cubicle, Juan Miguel's secretary, still thinking about Tobias. Minah was forced to toughen up since she was a child. She knew Leigh needed someone to protect her so she took the responsibility for her sister's sake. If she won't take charge, then who else will?She didn’t need anyone to fight for her, even her biological father was absent when she needed him. She survived without anyone standing for her, now she couldn't understand what was wrong. She expected Tobias to punch and punish the guy who assaulted her. It was absurd feeling disappointed by Tobias' inaction. Why the fck - ? Why was she expecting a slight concern from him when he was nothing but a stranger to her? Then she remembered the incident that happened at Tempted Wear's main branch where Donald also harassed her. T

“Tobias…” Ava ran after Tobias. The man was about to get into his car when Ava grabbed his arms. “Tell me, you really did not mean what you said earlier, didn't you?"Tobias forehead knotted."That woman… When did you start liking her? Do you even love her for real?” Tobias removed Ava's hands from him. He closed the car door before turning on his heels to face her. “That woman has a name, Ava,” he stated in a clear voice. “Do you think I’d propose to her like that if I didn't like her enough?” Ava stared at him, astonished. “But you just met her not too long ago. Like how many times? Twice, thrice? Come on, don’t tell me you believe in love at first sight, Tobias? You don’t even know where she came from or what kind of person she is."Tobias didn't reply. "She’s a gold digger, Tobias, believe me. If she’s the real Damara, then her mother was a home-wrecker ; a disgrace to women. You are a De Marco. You can’t just marry a lowly woman like her considering your status. What will your