Lahat ng Kabanata ng Betrayal by love: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

He switched off his screen. "Ugh! That is my sister, Eve, "He muttered, his words slurring.She smiled gently and nodded." She looks pretty." She paused, her gaze fixed on her phone. " I have an idea.""What?""Why can we make your sister a model for our company?" she suggested.Max looked confused. "Modeling? But she has never been before, and she is not a social person.""Come on, Maxmillian..." Selena persisted. "She has good facial features and a good body. She is perfect more than she will be famous in future" she requested him.Max hesitated to take sudden action, wondering if my mom and dad would say okay to modeling. What about Evangeline? he moved those thoughts aside, and he nodded his head. " Okay, I can talk to her.'Selena smiled widely. "Great. " After a few talks, she glances around and stands up," Thanks for your time, Max."She shook his hands, and he stood up, returning the gesture. "My pleasure," he said, adjusting his tie."Welcome to the MaxSel cosmetics," she sai

Nate was wearing a cleaved shirt and fitted pants with a small flower bouquet. The sunset orange light made his skin glow and make his blue eyes even more shining, and a confident smile played on his lips. "Hi," he said and walked towards Evangeline's house.Evangeline breath hitched. Her eyes widened, and she couldn't speak in shock, she murmured herself. "What are you doing here? How did you find my house""What do you mean?" He extended the eye-catching colorful bouquet. "Yesterday, I dropped you off, right?""No... I mean why you didn't inform me before? "" You think I didn't. I called you" he said casually, a hint of amusement in his tone. "You didn't respond. It's not my mistake.""Shit" she muttered, her cheeks flushing. "I left my phone in my room" she paused, then added, " I thought you'd forgotten about the project, but you came today, I'm really..... surprised," she said and inhaled the sweet fragrance of the bouquet. "It smells good. Okay let's go in"They entered the hou

Nate shut the car door, the sharp metallic clang echoing in the quiet parking lot. He walked toward his apartment, his wet shirt clinging to his defined muscles, each step indicating his frustration.Inside, Kim was working on his laptop about business, eating his favorite chips, and looked up with an expectant grin.Nate threw his bag on the sofa, and took off his soaked shirt, walked toward his room.Kim noticed Nate's presence, " Hey, Nate, how was your evening? Did you gather anything interesting about her?" he asked with excitement on his face."What?" Nate's voice was a low growl, thick with suppressed anger. Kim's grin faltered. "Whoa, someone's in a mood. What happened?""Don't talk...." Nate said, muttered, his jaw tight. He stalked to his room and yanked open the cupboard doors, the hangers clattering like startled birds."I can tell, something happened." Kim persisted. "Why didn't she let you in?" He teased, raising his left eyebrow and giving him a sideways glance."Shut

Daisy's phone vibrated through her bag, and she glanced at the screen causally, "Okay" she texted back, and she returned her attention to the front, Mr. Clark's lecture was finished, before he left the hall, he said, "Students, for project two members only" he announced, his voice echoing in murmurs.Zoey, her face flushed with excitement, leaned over. "Eve, I have an audition this afternoon. Modeling! It's gonna take ages. I'll call you later, okay?Evangeline sketches her unfinished drawing, her eyes look up Zoey's face, and she nods her head slowly, "Okay.... All the best" she says and continues her work.Zoey, a whirlwind of nervous energy, grabbed her bag and hurried out Daisy followed after 2 minutes, silently. The sun was at its peak, and the air was warm, they stepped onto an empty terrace. " Why can't she remember you?" she asked, her voice mingled with confusion and disappointment."How do I know? I did everything you said" Daisy said, her gaze sweeping across the nearby bu

Ha-Joon was busy making coffee for a customer, but his mind replayed their conversation from earlier today. After a long day, the bar was empty and felt heavy with the silence of unspoken words. After cleaning, removed his wet apron, and turned off the lights, plunging the room into darkness. He locked the door, the click echoing the finality of his decision.The city hummed around him as he biked to his hacker class. He put on his helmet, and a cold shield, and went inside, the computers' hum a familiar comfort.He typed code, lines of logic on the screen, a temporary escape. But the time flew Fastly, and everyone left the hall except him, he glanced at his watch, "shit, already 1 am, " he muttered. "Seo-Yeon would be hungry." He rushed to a nearby noodle shop, hoping the warm food would bridge the gap between them.After reaching his apartment, he entered the hall, "Sorry I'm late..." he began, holding the noodles parcel.Seo-Yeon sat on the sofa, her face tear-stained and angry, wai