I hope Feliza will bear with me as I pester her with countless questions. I'm not really that knowledgeable about these things towards Conrad and his life. I mean, how could I be knowledgeable? I only got close to him after he offered me to be his temporary secretary that didn't even last according to the agreement. I might need to scheme for Sheen's possible doomsday. I want that job from her. Maybe I can convince her to switch with me?"Conrad is very different from Conor. Not only Conor has tons of ex-lovers than Conrad, but also how they both value and celebrate their birthday. Obviously, both have hundreds of friends coming from the business world and other connections. But only Conor has the heart to celebrate his birthday with them. Conrad?" She tsks, "He's sort of private and sometimes he doesn't even celebrate his birthday at all." Feliza then continues to munch her sandwich that only has peanut butter in it. "So what made you think that maybe he has plans with me next week?

"Unfold it, Eve. I want you to remember."Even if confusion is still visible in my face, he didn't seem like it bothers him at all. Instead, he stands up and walks over the bedside table. On top of it is a picture frame that I suspected was on purposely faced down for some reasons. He works his way on it, he takes the picture from the inside and he hides it behind him. And then he looks at me again. Waiting for me to unfold what I have in my hands."I don't have the courage to do so." I admit, and I manage to show a small smile that fades in an instant. "You have to see it. You have to know before I run out of time." The hint of desperation in his voice is audible. And it's kind of tormenting me that he's trying to suppress it even though he knows that I can see it through. Something about Conrad is deep inside me, something that makes me feel a type familiarity that I don't know where and when it originated.And what does he mean by before he runs out of time? What is this? Is he pla

"I'm not lying. He just likes to sleep with me rather than sleeping with you." It's amazing to think that I still decided to start walking towards the elevator rather than pulling her hair and trashing her face into that trash bin a few steps away.To end this not-so-pleasant surprise that occured to ruin my morning, I turn to face Heide before the elevator opens."Look, I don't have the patience to deal with you right now. And if you think that I'll stay around and will keep on playing nice, that is really impossible and so far from being reality. Maybe it's better for you to leave me alone, and find someone else to bother. You're no match for me, really."That made her frown at me. That pushed a button of her. Big time."Excuse me?" She scoffs, "No, YOU are no match for me. Who do you think you are to tell me that I'm no match for you? You're just a random girl that Conrad met at the strip club and hooked up with, and poof! He just used you."She knows about the strip club?"What st

Drayton was guilty as fuck as we were following what we planned. But then that day was also the day that my father decided to show up and take me as I become one of his responsibilities. He looks so intimidating at the time, and he obviously didn't prepare any words to say to his son that he failed to watch as he grows up. He looks nothing like me base from his clothing. But with his sea green eyes similar to mine, I am indeed his son. In the end, he paid for everything that the three of us intended to steal. And then I was brave enough to spit out my only one condition for him to be able to take me in Las Vegas.And that condition is to bring Záviš and Drayton with us. The three of us grew up together. Drayton doesn't have his parents anymore, and Záviš is a rebel. He has his reasons, and one of them is that his father was an illegal dr*g user and his mother was an alcoholic."Son?"My eyes glance at the door and I found my father standing beside it."Can we talk?" I can't read his f

"I never met Conrad in his adult version, but I know that Colton and Noralin tried their best to raise my boy very well. It's just a shame that it wasn't me." I immediately settle my eyes into hers when after hearing her voice crack. Only to figure out that her eyes are teary and glistening regrets and sorrow. "Mom," Feliza's voice is warning her mother not to go over everything that happened in the past again. But her warning eventually sounded soft and provably not in a way that she expected it to be. "I'm sorry. Until now, the past is still capable enough to inflect a little bit of pain in me. But I'll overcome it soon, I promise." It was my turn to slightly squeeze her hand to tell her that I'm also here for her. Feliza and I are here for her. And I'm sure Conrad will be too. Soon enough after everything. "But for now, I think I need to get some sleep. I didn't sleep well last night, I was watching some Turkish telenovela." When joy is finally back and audible in her voice, Feliz