However, the next day. Finally after Camilla was admitted to the hospital, except for Vincenta, the rest of the Chavez family returned home to the mansion early in the morning. However, to his greatest shock, as soon as Mr. Edgardo set foot into the mansion, his eyes flashed open with tons of loaded rifles suddenly charged against him. When he took a close look at the people holding the guns, they were the city's special police force, and it seems they broke into the mansion and have been waiting for his return. He wondered what was happening, so his daughters too as they walked closely behind him with fear. Finally seeing the chief in charge, he walks slowly to him with a calm smile. "Hey Mr. Chief, what is going on here? What is with all these scenes in my house? Do you know who I am? " He yelled with confidence thinking he just got into a small issue with the police and is something he could take care of. But surprisingly, the police chief yelled back at him.
Carl returns home late in the evening, looking so tired and weary as the day draws to a close. When he arrived at the house, he noticed that the gate was locked. He got to the gate, "Hey Galo, I'm back home, please open the gate," he said to let the gatekeeper know as he kept knocking on the gate. BANG! BANG!! He knocked, but the wind didn't press through. No matter how hard he knocked, no one came out to answer him, even though the gatekeeper had the pleasure of locking him out by order of Madam Vincenta, his wicked mother-in-law. He was sure that his wife was inside, but would she allow him, her husband, to be locked out of her home? He stood outside like a beggar seeking for help. He could see the bright light that surrounded the large Chavez mansion, illuminating the entire place. Most surprisingly, he saw a group of bodyguards surrounding about four black Bentley Bentayga and all had their spotless glasses on and dressed uniformly on black suits. The black convoys were arrang
"Take my advice " Galo continued. "Find somewhere else to sleep and come back tomorrow. This party is for important people with very important personalities and I was glad to be told that you are not allowed to set foot in this residence or I lose my job. "You heard that clearly? Or I lose my job! Doesn't that sound familiar, huh?" He taunted Carl, grinning wickedly. "Now if you could please excuse me. I hate wasting my time with a nobody," he said, turns his back on Carl to return to his apartment, leaving Carl outside to wonder and battle with the intense cold, wind and dust that disturbs his face and scattering his hair. What will he do now? He has nowhere else to go and it was already the ungodly hour of the night. He felt soo helpless and disoriented, but it was not the first time he is being treated this way. His mind was busy thinking about what to do, and then a logical thought came to him. "Mr. Edgardo!" He thought. He opened his phone to contact his father in-law, beli
A bottle of Hennessy was angrily thrown at Carl from the entrance of the mansion, causing a very disturbing noise in the neighborhood. Two muscular looking men could be seen rushing to the gate. Carl firmed, his eyes strongly fixed on the window of the bedroom with his heart beating fast. With anger, he yells his wife's name, fearing that another man was about to defile her before his eyes. Pablo Chavez, the eldest son of the Chavez family threw another bottle at the gate. The shards of the broken bottle splattered around Carl, yet he was unmoved. "Idiot! Did you not understand that you are not allowed inside this place!" Pablo growled viciously. He picked up an iron rod kept at the side of the garage and squeeze his fist on it. The whole party was suddenly disrupted by the scenery. At 1:00 a.m, everyone in the house began to come outside. His Mother-in-law begs the guest to return to the house and continue the party. "Please everyone, I'll take care of this. Do not worry, keep
Adorning and shinny lights glitzed up around, inside the lushly and glorious mansion of the Chavez family. . "All hail dad's return!" Sergio, the last born of the Chavez family shouted with joy. He stood by the door after hearing the rattling noise of their father's jeep horning outside of the residence. Immediately Mr. Edgardo stepped inside the mansion, he was the first to receive a warm and tight hug, smiling happily on his return. Two bodyguards followed the great man, holding some beautiful package on their hands which brightened the cute faces of his Grandchildren who rejoiced, waiting inside to welcome their Grandpa. With a beautiful sight, Mr. Edgardo spread his arms wide to welcome all his grandchildren as they greeted in unison; "Grandpa! Grandpa, welcome home!" Their cute little voices made his chin to expand more. He giggles with joy while looking at their cute faces. Gently, he bent his body low to kiss them on their cheeks. "Uoh, my beautiful little angels. I've m
Camila quickly realized that her father was not happy with what he saw. She froze and slowly stroll her gaze to the ground, wondering if she tells her father about Oliver status as the son of a multi-billionaire, his expressions might change. But Immediately, Vincenta came in but she would not be the first to enraged her husband as she select her words carefully, knowing fully well her husband's reactions to infidelity, instead she calmly tried to twist the subject. "Honey, we have some visitors around, we don't want to mess things up by mentioning that low-life to cause a fued in the house" she cautiously said as she went over her husband and began rubbing his shoulders with her warm hands, but Mr. Edgardo jolted as he levelled his shoulders against her grips. "Is Grandpa angry?" one of the grand-daughters uttered with a sad face.. "Dad you can't be serious, why do you have to mention his name, we're not going to talk about a less privileged here!" Pablo ranted in annoyance. "Sh
"Should I give these beautiful present to Carl? What has he done for me than to buy me some petty stuffs with the cheap penny he gets from father; "Nah, Damn him. This comp ain't going anywhere pass em.' I'll rather give it to my sweetheart boss, Oliver. He's definitely going to appreciate me with something very special and classy that would suit my level.." "He'll get me the red Mustang-gt-premium-convertible car I urged him to buy for me next week, something Carl would never be able to get even if he work his ass all over the world for decades. " Camila glared at the mirror in her bedroom while having an odious inexorable thought about her husband, she then brace up when her thoughts return to thinking about Oliver, she smiled with a romantic look on her face and licking her lips in a quite sexual way. She was busy fixing her face makeups as she plans on going out for a party with her classy friends.. It's obvious that she did not care if her husband was hurt or not, she felt e
"He is just soo lucky that Mr. Edgardo has not yet come against him. Maybe when the son of billionaire Senior Acevedes proposes to Mrs. Camila, he would see the need to kick him out of this house," Sara struck Carl a repugnant look while standing with her hands gripped on her curvy hips. Carl shrinked his eyebrows at her. Julia made sure the store room is clean again. She was astonished to discover where the Chavez son-in-law slept through out the night after he passed out. The bed was filled with dirt and tiny sticks. She is just a housemaid in the house. If she helps Carl, she is prone to losing her one in a million job working in the house of a Multi-millionaire. However, she remained respectful. "Mr. Carl, I'm sorry the room was untidy. I've never been in this place until now, " she said to him. Carl was happy to see Julia again. She was the third person who has been very kind to him. Sara yelled, "What did you just do Julia? Who are you using the word 'Mr.' for? "These ir