"My secretary told me that you were her high school friend. I didn't expect the world to be this narrow, Mr. Mendez.”Jerrald smiled slightly out of politeness. But his eyes seemed reluctant to talk about it."Were you in the same class?"Jerrald's eyes narrowed. He pretended to remember. Not long after, he opened his mouth. "I'm not sure. Maybe we were in the same class, but maybe not."Jerrald stared at the beautiful woman his age, wide-eyed with surprise."You don't remember?" the middle-aged man asked curiously."When I was at school, I preferred to spend time alone."The middle-aged man nodded in understanding. Jerrald's answer was enough for him to understand and no longer continue talking about it. It seemed as if the young man in front of him wanted to say 'not remembering his school friends'. The young man standing in front of him seemed like a person who said things as they were. While other people may find it hard to admit that they are solitary people, this business partne

**"I was known as a serious teenager in high school. I had no friends and preferred to spend my time alone in class during breaks. After Aunt Paquita's incident, I didn't trust anyone other than my family. So perhaps, that's what made me used to and comfortable with being alone. Until one day, suddenly a popular girl in my class approached me relentlessly. She didn't even care when I ignored her. She kept approaching me. Eventually, I got used to her presence. A few months later, she confessed her love. I accepted because I also seemed to feel the same way. Our relationship was beautiful at first. Until one day, I accidentally overheard her friends saying that our relationship was just a bet that the girl made with her friends. At that moment, the love I felt for her turned into anger. I broke off our relationship after finding out everything. That woman was playing me. Approaching me just for a bet with her friends. Her actions reminded me of Aunt Paquita. I hate lies. Although their

//Eric DalbertMiss, your mission is only three days away. Mr. Addison has prepared a private jet for you. I will come to pick you up on that day."WHAT?" Feli squealed in surprise after finishing reading the message Eric had just sent. She unconsciously stood up from her seat. Her eyes continued to be fixed on the phone screen which still showed a message from Eric."What's wrong?"Feli immediately realized that she was not alone in this room. She quickly turned off her phone, then smiled at the man who was currently stepping towards her."What happened?" the man asked again after reaching Feli. His face looked worried. Afraid that something had happened to his woman.Feli shook her head. "N-nothing. I just saw something creepy.""Like what?"Feli blinked a few times as she saw her lover squinting for an explanation. What should she say?"Can I see what you call creepy—""No need! I'm afraid you'll be surprised.""I won't—""No. Don't. It's really creepy.""What exactly did you see?"

Jerrald's eyes narrowed sharply as he saw a photo of a man and woman laughing happily accompanied by the name Leonel Addison on Cia's phone screen. The photo showed the man shirtless while carrying the woman on his back. The woman was wearing a bright blue bikini.Jerrald watched intently. His eyes widened when he realized it was his girlfriend with Leonel Addison.So it's true... Leonel Addison 'that one'???Jerrald's heart felt like it was being squeezed. The photo of the two people was so intimate.Cia's hands were tight around Leonel's neck. While the man's hands were on both of Cia's thighs. Keeping her from falling, perhaps. They both laughed widely facing the camera.Jerrald covered his mouth with one hand. Bad thoughts kept coming to him. Especially after last night's research on Leonel Addison's personal life and some pictures of the man on the internet. The man was no longer young, but still very handsome. Just like what Cia had said a few days ago.Oh shit! She clearly ado

Jerrald opened his eyes. His ears immediately heard the crashing waves.He looked up at the ceiling of the room he was staying in.He had been here for two weeks, on the island of the Grenadines: Petit St. Vincent in the Caribbean Sea, between Saint Lucia and Grenada.Roland was right. The island has no internet, which makes it perfect for anyone who needs a little peace. Take him for example.Jerrald still decided to go to the place where he and Cia were supposed to be vacationing.Cia... damn it! Jerrald sometimes forgot that the woman's name wasn't Cia.Jerrald changed his sleeping position to face the side, where he could directly see the beach with its crashing waves.The resort he was staying in had a glass building that allowed people inside the resort to look directly at the beach.He exhaled heavily. Jerrald had run away to heal the hurt caused by Feli's departure.Two weeks ago, when he returned to the apartment after his anger had subsided, Jerrald found it empty. There was