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Avenge Darla's Death

DANIEL'S POINT OF VIEWIt's been days since the bar incident, and Troy has been cooperative, sharing every conversation between Madame A and him with me. However, the more I listen to the recordings, the more I suspect that my family might not be behind the threats. Someone else might be targeting me, and I have another potential enemy to worry about.As I sat in my office, reviewing a document, my mind kept wandering. Troy was supposed to send me yesterday's report, but I hadn't received it yet. Not even this morning. I'm getting worried. Could he have gone rogue? Or does Madame A know about our arrangement? What if she had him killed?I took a deep breath and leaned back in my chair. The deal with Huang Steel, the company's upcoming anniversary, Darla's death, and Mrs. Ana's disappearance all swirled in my head. The weight of everything is crushing me, and I'm not sure if I can stay strong.Just then, my phone rang. "Troy," I muttered, seeing the unknown number on my screen. We had

I Will Make Them Pay

DANIEL'S POINT OF VIEW After my phone conversation with Nancy, I immediately headed for the family mansion, anger coursing through my veins like venom. As I stormed out, Florence tried to brief me on something, but her words were cut short when she saw the fury on my face."Sir, we have to go over the—" she started, but I gritted my teeth and glared at her, silencing her. She wisely gave way, allowing me to pass.I drove home with reckless abandon, my grip on the steering wheel so tight that my knuckles turned white. As I sped through the streets, I tried to calm my ragged breathing, but the more I thought about everything that had been done to Darla, the more my breathing grew shallow and my heart thumped faster in my chest.Running my hands through my hair, my mind flashed back to the particular day when Darla had wanted to tell me about the pregnancy. It was the night before I left for New York. She was cuddled up with me in my bed, and I had made her stay behind while we spent th

Cutting All Ties

DANIEL'S POINT OF VIEW I screeched to a halt in the front yard of my mansion, barely bothering to park. My anger had reached a boiling point, and I couldn't contain it. My teeth gritted, and my veins were popping out. I threw open the car door, leaped out, and hurled the keys at a guard. "Take care of it!" I barked, before storming towards the house.As I approached the living room, I thundered, "Amaya! Amaya Gomez! Mrs. Rachel Gomez!" My voice echoed through the halls, making the windows rattle.Amaya and my mother rushed down the stairs, concern etched on their faces. "What's going on, brother? What has made you so angry?" Amaya asked sweetly, darting anxious glances at my mother, as if seeking answers.But even she remained clueless about the cause of my anger."Yes, my son, what seems to be the matter?" My mother asked calmly as she tried to approach me.But I was beyond reason. "Don't you dare take another step!" I yelled, jabbing a finger at her. She flinched, retreating back

You're Free To Go

DANIEL'S POINT OF VIEW "I've made a decision," I declared, my voice echoing off the walls. "From today, I… Daniel Gomez… owner of DG Limited, cut all ties with Amaya Gomez and Rachel Gomez. You're no longer my family."My mother's eyes widened in shock as she spoke frantically, "What? You can't do that to us, Daniel! All because of that maid? We are your family!""Watch me," I said firmly, my voice cold.Amaya sneered, "So, you're going to abandon us because of someone who's not even alive? Well, I'm happy we got rid of her!"My rage boiled over, and I approached Amaya, hands closing around her neck. "Daniel, what are you doing?! You're going to kill her!" my mother yelled."Yes, I am going to kill her! She killed Darla and shows no remorse. She deserves to die like Darla did!" I spat, my grip tightening."Brother..." Amaya whimpered, her voice barely audible as she fought to free herself.But I was blinded by rage, wanting Amaya to suffer like Darla did. "She's passing out, Daniel!

We Will Do Anything To Stay

DANIEL'S POINT OF VIEW “Please, Daniel, please let us stay. Have mercy on us. You know you're the only one we rely on. We don't know anyone else,” my mother pleaded, holding onto my feet.“That's none of my business,” I said, yanking my feet away. “Did you think about how Darla had nowhere to go when you sent those people after her? You can go back to Father for all I care.”My mother rose to her feet, begging frantically. “I admit what we did to Darla was horrible. But please don't punish us like this. You'll shame us in front of the whole world, Mi Ho.” Mi Ho means "my son" in our language. It was a term my mother used to call me often. It was the only time I could tell she was being sincere in her words, and as I gazed into her emerald green eyes, I saw the truth, but that still wouldn't break me. I have to punish them for what they did.“Oh, for Goodness’ sake, stop fooling yourself, Mother!” Amaya exclaimed.“Amaya Esperanza Gomez!” my mother yelled, her voice venomous. “One mo

The Newly Hired Maids

DANIEL'S POINT OF VIEW “Guards, throw them out!” I thundered, my voice echoing off the walls. The guards sprang into action, approaching Amaya and my mother, who backed away in horror.My mother spoke frantically, her voice desperate. “What? You can't do this to us, Daniel! You told us to apologize, and we did! You can't throw us out of the house. It isn't fair!”“Yes, it isn't fair,” I replied. “Just like what you did to Darla wasn't fair. I had a change of heart, and now I don't want you to stay anymore.”Amaya snarled viciously. “I knew you wouldn't keep your end of the bargain. That's how you are - a liar and a cheat!”“Don't you get tired of getting slapped in the face?” I retorted. “With your bleeding lips, you still have the mouth to speak. Shut up already!”My mother pleaded, “Mi Ho, please, temper justice with mercy. We did our part; now you do yours.”I smirked, walked over to the couch, and sat down, gesturing for them to come closer. “Fine, I'll be merciful to you.”My mo

When Evil Joins Forces

AMAYA'S POINT OF VIEW Daniel has got to be kidding me."What?" I muttered in disbelief, my voice laced with venom."You heard me right, Amaya. Clean this up. Both of you," Daniel repeated, his voice firm, his gaze piercing.Inside, I was seething with rage, my fist clenched onto the rag tighter. Ever since he came back from work, he has done nothing but humiliate me in front of the guards and those filthy maids. He thinks he has power. He thinks he knows wickedness. I will show him what true venom looks like. I will not go down without a fight!"Yes, sir," my mother whispered, slowly approaching Daniel and dropping to the floor to pick up the glass pieces and put them into the rag."You've done enough, Rachel. Let Amaya clean up the rest," Daniel spoke, his gaze piercing into me, but I stared back at him with the same fierceness.My mother rose to her feet and took a stand near me, a silent show of solidarity. "Amaya, your turn," Daniel taunted, his voice dripping with condescension.

Who Needs Fairy Tales Anyway?

DARLA'S POINT OF VIEW Mother and I walked freely through the streets of Bali. A warm smile graced my lips. It feels good to be out, to have the sun on my face, and to be able to inhale the warm breeze. Mom and I were headed to my job interview. She and Grandma Amelia had been able to secure a job for me at a café, and although Grandma wanted to be there for the interview session, the potato farm called her away. Mom had also gotten a job working as a cleaner for some rich family. I guess old habits die hard. She seems happy to work her job and, I might add, she gets paid twice as much as Daniel's family used to pay us, not forgetting the occasional tips and gifts she usually brings home. The owner of the mansion is a good friend of Grandma's, and that's how Mom got the job; the kindness she receives is due to the friendship they have with Grandma, but my mom never takes it for granted. I would have loved to work there under such favorable conditions, but the working hours and

Marry me, Darla

DARLA'S POINT OF VIEW As we approached the café, my heart swelled with sadness and my mind raced with disorganized thoughts, and I wondered how I was going to ace the interview. I pray I don't lose the job.With each breath, I inhaled deeply, and Mom's hand tightened around mine, reassuring me without a word. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and opened them and my mind drifted back to the day Daniel proposed. It was a lovely Wednesday morning, and the air felt different that day. I went about my work under Amaya's and her mother's watchful eyes, but I remained unfazed. Daniel worked from home that day, in his study. But whenever he came downstairs, which was frequently, I would catch him staring at me while I worked. He was always around my workplace. Sometimes, he winked and smiled brightly at me. His stares were so obvious that the other maids caught it. I blushed and tried to stay away from him. When I moved to the kitchen, Daniel appeared again, this time with two maids

Sebastian Smith

DARLA'S POINT OF VIEW "We're here," Mom said, pulling me out of my thoughts. We stood before a massive glass house with wooden accents, its size surprising me. I didn't realize the café was this large on my first visit, and it was certainly busier than on the Wednesday I had my interview. Mondays were clearly more hectic. This could only mean one thing: more work.Mom asked calmly, "You ready?" Her caring glance met mine. I nodded, taking a deep breath."About what happened earlier—" She began to speak, but I cut her off. "It's fine, Mom. I'm over Daniel and his empty promises. I'm fine," I assured her, trying to sound convincing.She squeezed my hand reassuringly, and we stepped inside. The manager greeted us warmly. "Darla, right on time. Our boss will be here soon."I nodded, and the manager directed us to a well-furnished room resembling a businessman's office. After ten minutes passed with no sign of the boss, Mom began pacing, frustration etched on her face. "Where is he? I'

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