Floyd was already at their table. The restaurant had a room too and they were not seen from the outside. Minerva was sitting at his side. He took the glass of water that was sent to their table when they arrived. He was about to drink when he noticed that it was already empty. He sighed and put down the glass again.“Do you need another water, young master?” Minerva asked. Floyd looked at her and shook his head. “No. I’m good.” “You looked tense?”“Really?” Floyd laughed. He doesn’t know why he suddenly became uncomfortable. Though, he doesn’t care if Aby was really a syndicate leader. He needed the evidence she gave to him. Yes, he could use it without Aby’s permission because it was already in his hands. But he doesn’t need more enemies. “What time is it already?” Minerva looked at her wristwatch. “6:30, sir. Looks like she was late.” Floyd shook his head. Aby told him to meet her at six but it was already past six. He kept on looking at his phone waiting for Aby to call him. Bu

“I, Dwayne Jacinto, the CEO of the Jacinto network, deny all the accusations against me. I never meet him in person or talk with him by any means of communication. Though, per our HR, Sir Trace Moreno was our former employee. But it would be impossible for me to know him. I mean, you know me. I’m a busy man!” Dwayne said. The disappointment and sadness were seen on his face. In front of him was Girlie, a talk show host on the network. “But how can you prove it all? Their evidence was strong. Though, we still don’t know what it was. They even got a trial date for the case.” Dwayne was teary already. “I… You know, I can’t tell here for legal purposes. But I swear!” His voice trembled. “I-I never harmed any person. Anyone. I’ve been in this industry and hurting. More importantly, killing anyone will never come to my mind! It hurts me that they are doing this.” “So, you are an innocent man, Mister Jacinto?” “Of course!” Dwayne cried. “I can’t even kill a bug!” Girlie sighed. “You kno

“Where do you think you’re going?” asked Dwayne. He was standing in front of the door and his hands in his pockets. Roxane gulped and tightened her grip on Miguel’s hand. “D-Dwayne. I-I’m just checking– ahh!” Dwayne suddenly slapped Roxane. Miguel screamed in terror.“Mommy!”Roxane grabbed Miguel and hugged him. She tried her best not to cry in front of her son. But her cheek was already painful. She sniffed and hugged Miguel. Then Dwayne suddenly held her hair and pulled her up. “Dwayne!” she cried.Miguel screamed again, seeing his mother was being abused. He went to Dwayne’s legs and punched it. But her tiny hands wouldn’t do much. It just added more irritation to Dwayne that he was pushed by him too. “No! Miguel!” Roxane cried. “O-Okay, please! Please! Don’t hurt my son!” She held Dwayne's arms tightly to her hair. Dwayne grunted and glared at Miguel. He never liked this child in the first place. He just agreed to take Miguel because Roxane wanted to too. “Dwayne, please!”

“What did you say?” Florentino stopped eating and looked at Belinda. Belinda forced a smile on her partner. “Floyd, he came here. He wanted me to live with him because Miguel was with him now.” Florentino hit the table hard. Belinda almost jumped from her seat. She instantly trembled because she knew Florentino did not like what she said. But she remained calm. Floyd was right. It was about time that she stopped thinking about her gratitude to him. “You will go to your criminal, son?! Why? Do you think he can help you? He couldn’t even find a decent job for himself!” Florentino didn’t know about Floyd’s identity. It was the best that he didn’t know. Belinda knew him that much to know what kind of a man he was. “H-He has a job now, Florentino. That’s why he needed me–” “Fine! Go!” Florentino stood up and drank water. Then he spits on the floor. “You are useless to me after all! Go to your criminal son!” Then he went out of the house. Belinda grabbed her chest and released air fr

“Why did you bring me here?” Floyd asked. They were inside a studio-type penthouse. Aby brought him here after they met at the bar. “Sit down, Mister Lim,” Aby said in a demanding voice. She put her handbag on the couch and sat there. Then she looked at Floyd and tapped the couch. Telling him to sit down too. Floyd sighed and cleared his throat. It might be because of alcohol. That was why he was feeling the tension in the atmosphere. Also, Aby had been staring at him like she had something to tell. Floyd sat down on the chair in front of Aby instead of beside her. Aby laughed. “I see that you are tense, Mister Lim. Don't worry. I don't bite.” She winked. “Why did you bring me here?”“Two things, Mister Lim.” Aby stood up and went to her minibar. She took a bottle of wine and two wine glasses. Then she went back to the living room. “For us to talk again about our deal.” She put everything on the table and sat down at Floyd's side. “And for us to enjoy ourselves.”Floyd gulped when