"We all understand how much you long for Orlando's return, but," Hamilton's voice resounded with frustration as he gestured towards Alonso, "this person standing before us is not Orlando. Surely, we can discern the truth from an impostor. We must hold ourselves to a higher standard." General, sensing the skepticism in the room, stepped forward to present his case. "But he possesses the family's locket," he interjected, anticipating the objections. "Before you dismiss it as a mere trinket, let me assure you, I have personally verified its authenticity. It is undeniably a genuine article. Furthermore, Alonso bears the same birthmark as Orlando, a mark that remains etched upon his skin." "The only missing piece now," General continued, a glimmer of hope in his eyes, "is his resemblance to Orlando and his lost memories. Given time, those memories can be regained. We mustn't rush to judgment, for there is more to his story that has yet to unfold." With those words, General moved towards t

The duel between Alonso and Jones had been intense, each exchange of blows taking a toll on their bodies and their spirits. As the tension settled and the onlookers caught their breath, the two men lay sprawled on the floor, their chests heaving with exhaustion. It was a hard-fought battle, and the arena echoed with a profound silence.Just when the tension seemed to dissipate, and Debby rushed to help Alonso, a figure emerged from the shadows, striding into the arena unannounced. Gasps of surprise rippled through the crowd as they recognized the person who stood before them—none other than Santos, the man who had taken over Alonso's life former life as leader of the gang. All eyes were fixed on him, filled with both curiosity and trepidation.Alonso, however, remained oblivious to the identity of the intruder, lost in his own dazed state. His body ached, and his mind was clouded with the remnants of the duel. He struggled to lift his head and focus his weary gaze upon the newcomer,

Alonso's heart raced as he approached the secret location that Lyra had sent to him. It was an unusual and lonely space that had bushes and he wondered how she got to know of such a location.The moonlight spilt through the trees, casting eerie shadows on the path leading to their meeting spot. As he got closer, he caught sight of Lyra, her silhouette unmistakable against the night."Lyra," Alonso called out softly, his voice carrying a mix of anticipation and caution. Lyra turned towards him, her face etched with worry and frustration."You're finally here," Lyra sighed, her voice tinged with a hint of annoyance. "I've been waiting for ages,” she complained as she furrowed her eyebrow. Not wanting to waste so much time, Alonso tried to calm her down and inquired about the reason for their meeting.“I need more of your time, Alonso. This pregnancy is not something I can handle alone," she complained and shrugged offAlonso's steps faltered as he walked closer to her side, his eyes sea

The thought of giving Alonso a renowned position in the company had been on Perry's to-do list before they get married and finally, she had made up her mind to give the announcement and it involved calling for an emergency board meeting.Everyone sat still as they anticipated what Perry had to say and what big announcement she was about to give. Perry's voice echoed through the boardroom as she stood before the assembled members and welcomed them, her gaze fixed on Alonso, and shifting to Philip at intervals.The atmosphere crackled with anticipation and tension. This meeting would determine not only Alonso's future within the company but also the dynamics of their personal relationship."Members of the board, I gather you here today to address a matter of utmost importance," Perry announced, her voice steady, though a hint of vulnerability laced her words. "I have made a decision that I believe is crucial for the success and growth of our company."“Alonso my fiance, would from immed

Lyra got a knock on the door, that threw her into a frenzy as she was not expecting anyone, so she anxiously opened the door to James, her eyes betraying a hint of fear. She knew the conversation they were about to have would be intense, and she braced herself for the confrontation."I need a cut of whatever you are receiving from Alonos" James demanded as he stepped into the living room with Lyra, who was confused about his sudden request.Lyra stared at James, her mind swirling with confusion. She couldn't comprehend why someone she thought was financially well-off would even be interested in the meagre amount she received from her ex. It didn't make sense to her until James finally revealed his own financial struggles, his voice filled with embarrassment and vulnerability.Her initial shock gave way to a mixture of emotions—pity, understanding, and a tinge of anger. She had misunderstood his motives, assuming he was driven by greed or a desire to control her. Now, faced with the re