Todos los capítulos de The Billionaire's Precious Diamond: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

🌅 PRIVATE BEACH, TAGAYTAY Kinahaponan, naglakad-lakad si Psyche sa likod ng beach house. Doon niya nadiskubre ang isang maliit pero breathtaking na garden—punô ng roses, orchids, at mga ornamental plants na parang pinagtagpi-tagping kulay ng isang fairytale landscape.Humalo sa hangin ang amoy ng bulaklak at ang malamig na simoy ng dagat. It felt like a hidden world.Naabutan niya si Manang Rosa, nakayuko at abala sa pag-trim ng dahon gamit ang maliit na gunting.“May garden pala dito…” namamanghang sabi ni Psyche habang lumalapit.Ngumiti si Manang Rosa, tumuwid sandali.“Oo, Señorita. Ang private beach na ’to, hindi lang puro dagat. May secret paradise din. Ako ang nag-aalaga simula nang ipagawa ni Señorito Harrison ang lugar.”Crouching down, dahan-dahang hinaplos ni Psyche ang talulot ng isang pulang rosas.“Ang ganda… parang hindi totoong may ganito sa tabi ng beach.”“Alam mo, Señorita,” sabi ni Manang Rosa na may knowing smile, “kapag nandito si Señorito, dito siya madalas tu

GREEN MEADOWS CAFÉTahimik na tahimik ang loob ng café. Soft jazz music, aroma ng cinnamon at brewed coffee, at ang lamig ng aircon na dumadampi sa balat — perfect sana para kay Psyche na magpahinga at mag-review ng notes. She chose the corner table, malapit sa malaking window, para hindi mapansin at makapag-focus.She took a slow sip of her cappuccino, eyes fixed on her notes, when suddenly—A chair scraped across the floor.May biglang naupo sa harap niya."Hi, how's my crying baby?"Psyche blinked. Napataas ang kilay niya, hindi agad narerehistro ang mukha ng lalaki."Excuse me… do I know you?"The man laughed softly, leaning forward with that annoyingly confident grin."I'm going to get upset if you don't remember me."Kumunot ang noo ni Psyche. She stared at him long and hard—then, as if someone pulled a thread in her memory, images flashed: a playground, scraped knees, her first heartbreak… and a boy who always comforted her.Her lips parted.“Oh my God… Brent? Ikaw ba talaga?”

PARKING LOT – INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL MANILAMabilis na umalis sina Mang Ricardo at Psyche sakay ng black luxury SUV. Naiwan si Brent sa parking lot, nakatayo lang, nakangiti habang nakatanaw sa papalayong sasakyan.Sa isip niya:"I will always make a way to see you, Psyche. Hindi ako titigil. Kahit ano pang mangyari, hindi kita pababayaan."---INSIDE THE SUV – ON THE WAY TO HARRISON’S OFFICETahimik ang biyahe. Ang tanging maririnig ay ang ugong ng makina at ang maingat na paghinga ni Mang Ricardo habang nagmamaneho. Si Psyche naman, nakatingin sa labas ng bintana, ngunit halatang kabado, halong kaba at guilt ang bumabalot sa kanya.Ilang sandali, naputol ang katahimikan.“Pasensiya na po talaga, Señorita,” mahinang sabi ni Mang Ricardo, ramdam ang pangamba sa tinig. “Kapag nalaman ni Señorito Harrison ang nangyari kanina… tiyak na malalagot ako. Ayoko po mawalan ng trabaho. Matagal na akong nagsisilbi sa pamilya ninyo, at mahalaga po sa akin ‘to.”Napalunok si Psyche, ramdam ang bigat

ELLISON MANSION — POOLSIDEThe raised voices by the pool sliced through the quiet night like blades. From the gazebo, Don Ramon paused mid-sip while Don Rodrigo slowly straightened, his sharp eyes narrowing as he caught sight of the scene unfolding.Harrison and Brent stood chest-to-chest, halos magbanggaan na. Their shoulders were tense, jaws set, eyes blazing with a kind of fury that went beyond a simple disagreement. And between them—frozen, distressed—was Psyche, her breath caught somewhere between fear and confusion.“Pare…” Don Rodrigo muttered darkly as he rose. “Hindi maganda ’to.”Don Ramon set down his glass and followed beside him, cane tapping lightly against the marble. The moment the two patriarchs approached, the tension shifted—like a storm forced to bow under the weight of thunder.“Enough.”Don Ramon’s voice boomed through the humid air, instantly commanding silence.Harrison stiffened. Brent straightened. Psyche looked down at her hands, suddenly small under the gra

THE PENINSULA MANILA HOTELAbala ang buong hotel. Sa lobby pa lang, may controlled chaos: staff na patakbo-takbo, may hawak na clipboards, may nag-aayos ng fresh flowers, may nagdi-direct ng suppliers. The chandeliers glimmered brighter than usual—as if the crystals themselves were celebrating the night.Outside, a convoy of luxury cars lined up in perfect symmetry. Bulletproof SUVs, black sedans, private security vehicles. Para talagang isang royal event ang magaganap. Sa bawat sulok ng hotel, may whispered questions, soft commands, muffled radios.On the top floor—sa pinaka-exclusive suite reserved only for VIPs—naroon si Psyche. Ang silid ay puno ng glam team: makeup artists, hairstylists, personal assistants, designers bustling around her like she was royalty. Ilang couture gowns ang nakasabit sa racks, bawat isa handpicked by Don Ramon himself.A team of florists entered, quietly placing fresh roses around her vanity. The entire suite smelled faintly of vanilla and blooming flowe