La Hija Del Embajador Cast Novels & Stories

Castania as if she's asking me what's happening and why Sain Czar is hugging me. "Move. My parents is here" I whisper to Sain. He groan in protest but he still step back but his arm remain around my waist. "A pleasant morning, Mr. and Mrs. Castania" he formally greeted as he is not my husband. Mr. Castania laugh loudly and tap Sain's shoulder. "I told you to drop the formality, Hijo. Your wife is my daughter and that makes you my son as well" he stated which I silently agree.

“Have you found out about Julietta Castellanos?” “Yes, she’s an heiress on the run after her father, Eduardo Castellanos’ sudden death. Julietta’s stepmother, Ramona, and her twin, Miguel, had been torturing Julietta for money ever since. She escaped their clutches two years ago until they found her. I’ve coordinated with our FBI branch in Tijuana. Let’s wait for their update.” Everything became crystal clear now. I knew what I had to do. I would go to Tijuana to rescue my wife and bring her home.

My thoughts returned to Rosa again like they always did. Then the question session began. One of the reporters stood up almost immediately. “If you are truly proud of your son,” he asked carefully, “then what are your thoughts regarding his engagement to your former personal assistant, Rosa Castillo, who was promoted to Tech Specialist and later revealed to be a spy planted by Baker Tech?” The room became tense instantly. I turned toward my father, waiting to see how he would answer. For a few seconds he remained silent. Then he leaned slightly toward the microphone.

Gloria asked smilingly, “You know Bortuguesa pretty well, Hayden. How long have you been here? Seems like you’ve been here for quite a while.” Hayden nodded. “I’ve been here for ten years. My father used to work for Chase of Internal Affairs, and Chase sent him here as an ambassador. My mother and I followed him here. You can say that I grew up here. Also, my girlfriend is a Bortuguesan too.” Mya and Gloria were astonished. They were intrigued by love and relationships. Mya asked in astonishment, “You’re dating a Bortuguesan? Is she pretty? Is she as pretty as me?” She pushed aside the long hair that covered her face.

Besides Montilla, only a handful of people in this shithole spoke English, and his Spanish sucked. As she set the tray on the nearby table, she shook so hard the dishes rattled. She finally met his stare. Her brown eyes were wide and full of terror. “My name is Laila, Señor Walker. Emilo is my…um—how do you say?—my brother-in-law.” So she was Valeria’s sister? The one the EM team had tried to rescue during their first mission, before they’d been ambushed? “I am sorry,” she rushed on. “I have not used my English in too long.”

He looked at me, his eyes softening with a profound, paternal warmth. "El enemigo está en silencio, mi nieta," Vicente said, his voice rich and steady, carrying the rolling cadence of his native tongue. (The enemy is silent, my granddaughter.) "La prensa de los Estados Unidos está llamando a tus abogados cada cinco minutos. Quieren saber si vas a testificar en España si la extradición procede." (The US press is calling your lawyers every five minutes. They want to know if you will testify in Spain if the extradition proceeds.)

The door spat out the face of one of the staff in charge of the gathering, “Miss Castillo, it’s time.” She answered the staff with a heaving sigh and followed her. While walking, Lyv heard Madam Anastacia’s voice echoing around. The woman motioned her to wait in a corner while waiting for the signal for her to come out. Lyv’s heart was pounding with nervousness. She tried to calm herself down. “Relax, Lyv. You can do this,” she whispered into the air. “Ladies and gentlemen, it’s a great pleasure to introduce the woman who captured the elusive heart of my beloved grandson and the future mother of the Dela Vega heir. My granddaughter-in-law, Miss Lyvette Andrea Castillo.”

And Sam will make sure Karla is not punished for her actions. "But...how did Tania can get my picture? Daddy has not answered it," Abyan's voice returned Sam's attention to his current state. "You must know that Zeny has already met the girl, and today he came, unfortunately not as a participant but just to take his friend. He already has an event at the Russian Embassy in Jakarta," Sam said. "I'm sure he's not a Russian citizen, but what is he doing there?" "Just fill the event because Emma is a girl who had participated in the competition held by the embassy during the end of the school year holiday first," Sam replied.

"But if we're sharing embarrassing stories, perhaps Lola would be interested in hearing about Christian's diplomatic incident with the Southwestern Pack delegation?" "Absolutely not," I said quickly, recognizing the gleam in my brother's eye. "That was a simple misunderstanding that was resolved with minimal - " "He addressed the Alpha's daughter as 'Madam Ambassador' for the entire three-hour dinner," Theo continued, ignoring my protest. "Despite being corrected twice. The actual ambassador – her father – found it hilarious. Christian, less so." "In my defense," I countered, grateful to see Lola's smile widening, "they look remarkably alike, and I'd been awake for nearly forty-eight hours h

"Yes, Emmily, what is it?" "You're so beautiful, it breaks my heart that I can't be there to see your father's reaction." “Yes, I know, it will be invaluable. I can hardly wait to face that jerk.” "Alright, quickly now, Give him hell. I entered the limo, nodding as Castro spoke briefly to Solomon before joining us, and we departed.