AT THE CLUB."Hello ma’am, do you know the owner of this phone?" The bartender asked Esmeralda. Her number was the last contact Madrigal tried calling before he knocked himself out drunk and wild at the club."Can you describe the man’s appearance? You don’t expect me to show up just like that, do you?" Esmeralda shrugged."Okay, can you do a video call? It’s an iPhone here?" The bra attendant replied stressfully. Esmeralda agreed, and the video call pulled through. "OH NO!!!" Esmeralda arced."Send the address of the club; I’ll be there in a minute," Esmeralda responded hurriedly. She ended the call and hurriedly dressed up to get him."You can’t go alone, ma’am; don’t you think this is quite strange?" Sylvester, her right-hand man, asked her concernedly. "Since you’ve been in jail, I've been fine by myself, Sylvester; I trust Madrigal with my life; he can’t hurt me; you can drive," Esmeralda said, throwing the car’s control to him. They zoomed off to the club. The loud music an
AT THE SILVERIO’S Depressed, hurt, and her head was clouded with a lot of maybes. Vanessa slowly withdraws herself from her family, becoming a loner in her father’s mansion. She found solace in being alone and out of everyone’s sight.The pool was her escape place this morning, sitting beside the water with her legs soaked inside as she continued her deep thoughts. She swung her legs rhythmically in the water as a song played on her phone. "Vanessa," Fidellin called her. "Vanessa," he called the second time, but she gave no response. "It’s been days now, and you still don’t want to talk to me?" he asked as he took the place next to her. Fidelin bent down to remove his shoes so he could join her legs that were in the water. "What are you doing here? You don’t have to," Vanessa replied coldly. She took her headphones and placed them on her ears angrily. Fidelin removed them and held them to himself."Why?" Vanessa asked tearfully. "Why are you doing this to yourself? He
AT THE JEWERYL STORE. The flashy lights from the utmost illuminated jewelry store were all turned off, and Torillio’s men were suited up and well armed, waiting for his arrival. Torillio came down from his car, walking majestically with his blunt in his hand.He threw his cap, and one of his aide caught it, almost falling to the ground. "If it had fallen, you'd be dead as soon as it touched the ground," Torillio marred. He raised up one of his hands, guiding the other one with smoke as they helped him take off his coat."What do we have today? Why are the lights out?" Torillio asked them exhaustedly."He’s here; pause; we paused all sales for now," his aide responded. "Okay, I don’t like it; money first, dirty things later," he uttered as he moved closer to the mannequin beholding one of the necklaces. "I’m sorry, boss, we acted on your order," one of his aides said, and the other one kicked him straightaway. "Trying to say I was high and wasted, huh? You’ve got guts," T
AT THE COMPANY.Esmeralda’s face was folded up, frozen with surprise. “What did you say? Pregnant? For Torillio?” she flagged, rolling her chair out of the table. “Are we talking about Torillio? Stop playing with me; I don’t even know why I am talking to you,” Vanessa hurled. “I’ll get out of here!” Vanessa snapped. “Hold on!” Esmeralda pulled her back. “Told anyone about it?” she asked passively, in a low tone.“Not yet; I don’t trust you, but please keep it between us,” Vanessa arced as she walked out on Esmeralda. Her mind was faster than her legs could carry her. She broke down in the middle of the road in tears.“Why now? He’s back with his ex; he gave her back their shares, and I am here pregnant." “You’re stupid, Vanessa!” She smacked herself on the head several times.“Hey! Stop! You’ll hurt yourself; what’s wrong with you?” Fredrick arced. He came into the company unannounced, following Andallio’s orders to meet with Marcellus. “Fredrick, what are you doing here?” Sh
AT THE STORE.With a long and worried face, Torilio placed his head on the table, kicking the chair at intervals."Boss, are you sure we can trust him?" his aide asked. "I want Esmeralda’s freedom, and I will give up anything for that," Torillio responded draggingly."Brandon, he’s been locked up but making moves; just this morning, The Alvarez’s were reinstalled to their prime power, and he made that possible.""That bitch Aliaana who was here at your feet begging to work for you boldly stabbed us in the back just because she was getting help from him," his aide harnessed aptly."Hmmm, roll up that blunt," Torillio responded as he raised his head. His eyes were red and dry."Brandon Ramirez! Just to get back at you, I did so much, but you see untouchable? How do you play so well?" Torillio said, thinking out loud."Give me that." He collected the weeds and rolled them up in the paper. His aide threw the lighter, and he lit up the blunt. "Brandon…. I think I need to pay him a visit
AT THE HOTEL. After giving the best property in his name to Esmeralda Isagani just to get her to come to the family meeting with him in order to impress Grandma Pillar Olvido, he settles for the small hotel left on him. He didn't get anything out of Don Soriano’s properties. "It’s not like it was shared, though; stop overthinking Olvido!" He brushed himself on the head vastly. He took his coffee and inhaled the hot, steamy air that rose from it. "Delicious!" he stirred intently. "Sir, your uncle is here to see you." A waiter said to him. "Which one of them? Turn them down; I don't want to see anyone," Olvido snapped. "Really? You don't want to see anyone?" Herevaux said as he barged in without Olvido’s approval. "Yes, I need my peace; seeing anyone of you is mentally draining me," Olvido responded bluntly. "What happened to your hair? It almost doesn’t look like you, Olvido." Herveaux asked mockingly. Olvido’s hair was back to its normal auburn color. He took off t
AT THE HALL. Tension was the perfect theme to describe the atmosphere during the meeting. Everyone suited up and masked but the murmuring and wild chattering filled the air with despair and unsureness.The five were the last to make their way to the high table before the meeting commenced after an utmost silence in the crowd. "A lot will happen today; I just feel it. Do you have what I want?" Torilllio nudged Madrigal, who was sitting in front of him. "Yes, rest assured," Madrigal responded. "How did you get the gun inside?" Torillio asked. "It’s in your car with your men; I dropped the briefcase in it before coming in; here’s a picture to confirm." Madrigal passed the photo to him. "Hmmm, I love your guts; what about the others?" Torillio asked interestedly. "Here with me, they checked, but it’s fine; I’m no dummy," Madrigal responded swiftly. One of the five tapped on the microphone three times to draw everyone’s attention back to the meeting. A big deal was about to
THE LION RETURNS. Gold Inc. Prime had a renovation that wasn’t announced or planned, causing all the workers in the company to be held outside while the renovation was ongoing. Lots of calls were coming through on Marcellus and Esmeralda’s phones, as they were the ones in supreme control of the company. "What is going on? This has never happened before. Why this morning? It could have been done last night." Esmeralda queried Marcellus, who was also standing outside the company’s gate."The Gold in Prime is not one of Ramirez’s properties, right?" She asked Marcellus, unsure of the outcome of last night’s meeting."The bidding is still ongoing, so I don’t think so," Marcellus replied."I tried speaking to the workers renovating to stop, but they didn’t listen. Should I call the police?" Esmeralda asked him frustratingly. "Do you think I haven’t? They have legal backing to do so; I guess we’ll just wait then," Marcellus replied, storming off back into his car. He picked up his ph