He seems like a zombie every day. Even his grandfather can't talk to him anymore. He stays in the penthouse, and no one talks to him except about work. The phone on the table rings, but he doesn't move. Even the pictures of their wedding on display remain untouched. He rolls the swivel chair to reach the ringing phone.'Sir, your grandfather keeps calling, but you're not answering.'He checks the silent cellphone. 39 missed calls. Three from Bernard, six from Monica, and the rest from home."Okay, Marie, thank you." He hangs up.He reads the messages.BERNARD:Hey, how are you?Are you busy?Can you tonight?Answer me if you're not busy.MONICA:Hey, are you okay?We missed you; it's been three months since we last saw each other.Let's go to Japan when you're free. Your mom's anniversary invitation is heartwarming. I'll call you "honey" when I have time. Miss you too, LOLO. Urgent talk later!As he leaned back and admired the glass wall, memories flooded in. "The clouds are beautifu

There was actually no camera in front of Marie. He was just observing everyone's reactions. He was watching the CCTV, so he knew what was happening outside. It had audio, allowing him to hear everything.Marie knocked."Come in," he replied."Sir, the visit to Ma'am is ready now. Everything you need is in the car.""Thank you, Marie."He left and bid Marie goodbye. "Take care of things here." He headed straight to the elevator."Oh well, now some people here will act like they're the boss," a flamboyant clerk commented."Lower your voice, can't you?" a woman intervened. "He's above us.""I don't care even if he's higher. He came before us."Marie stood up and approached the gossiping clerk, who was speaking with his back turned. Others around them hushed as they sensed a confrontation."I don't know why he got promoted so quickly. Maybe you had a threesome with him and Sir a long time ago," the clerk joked, laughing. To their surprise, when he turned around, Marie was there."Disgusti

He hurriedly left the room and confronted Señor and Almira. His face flushed with anger and irritation."Who gave you the right to meddle in our room?!" he raised his voice."I did," his grandfather casually replied."Why? Why did you interfere?!" he seemed to be losing his temper."That room is spacious. It becomes even more comfortable with Miguel's crib," Almira explained."You," he approached the woman and held her chin. With intensity, he shook her, "What right do you have to disrespect all the memories my wife left?""Monte!" Señor was frightened by his actions. He wasn't a violent person, so this seemed to surprise him."Return my wife's belongings to our room. When I come back, everything should be in order!" He pushed Almira towards the sofa. "Don't test me, Grandfather. I'm not afraid to lose my inheritance. You'll be the ones losing if I leave!" He left them stunned. Not a single person dared to speak. He slammed the door on his way out."Are you okay, dear?" Señor asked Al

POV: AlmiraAlmira overheard Monte and Jeremy's conversation, so she approached Jeremy."Hey, gay guy, why is Monte going home?" she pulled him to the side."Um... well... nothing, ma'am," he stammered nervously."You idiot! Do you want me to tell señor that you switched the sperm he passed to the laboratory?" she threatened him."Ma'am, please. We're in this together," he replied."Damn it!" she slapped him. "I can still go abroad. What about you? You're not even a nurse, just a masseuse, right? Remember, I'm the one who helped you get a job!""Ma'am, that's enough. I'm really tired of all the things we're doing!" he firmly refused."I'll decide when you'll stop, okay?" she angrily pointed at Jeremy. "Maybe you'd like me to bury you somewhere, and no one would know until you die!"Jeremy was frightened by her words, regretting his collaboration with Almira. 'I should have just planted sweet potatoes in Mindanao. Life would have been better. I have money, but it feels like I'm impriso

He couldn't believe that Almira could commit such a heinous crime. He knew she had a bad temper, but he never thought she could kidnap his grandfather and friend."Am I to blame for what's happening in my life? Did I pave the way for her to become this evil woman who only wants me to love her?"He cried in the living room out of intense worry. Various thoughts raced through his mind. 'What if I never see my grandfather again? What if something bad happens to Monica? I can't handle what's happening in my life.'Lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice Bernard and Lovie entering with the police."Hey," Bernard called out, "I haven't told Monica's parents yet. We've also stopped the media coverage. Has Almira called?""Not yet," he replied, holding his cellphone. "I'm getting worried.""We are too," Lovie said, sitting beside him and comforting his back."Do you know any places owned by the Madrigals?" a police officer asked, holding a paper and pen."Their houses around Manila and... and