AT TORILLIO’S MANSION"Did you get rid of all the evidence?" Torillio barked. The goon involved in Sylvester’s murder had just returned after evading Madrigal’s chase."Yes boss," he squizzed. He dismissed them all from his presence with annoyance, still rambling, because no solution had come up for his store that was closed."I think you need to face Don Silverrio; he’s been in the game longer, and I’m sorry to say, he clipped your wings." His aide conferred heads bowing and jittering for what he might do in return."Arrrrh!" Torillio roared, plunging all the flower vases arranged in his sitting room. He clenched his fingers, pointing to his aide, but folded them back and mumbled incoherently. "I know what to do to you—" "I, Raul Torillio de Guzman, No one clips my wings; whoever dares will pay with his life!" He yelled, holding the guard down to a spot on the wall and breathing heavily as his anger increased."You! Open up another store; make it in Manila; I will show these people
The sky grew darker as the clouds gathered and became thicker by the second. The sun’s glow was hidden just like Esmeralda’s as she stayed in front of Sylvester’s open coffin. The air surrounding her grew with intensity, blowing everything that came its way and lifting her long mourning gown with the wave. The lighting streaked across the sky, illuminating it as her tears dropped. Slowly, the raindrops streaked down her body, and the coffin covered up her tears as she lifted her eyes up to the sky. "I am tired," she screeched as the raindrops increased their intensity. No one was in sight aside from her other bodyguard, who stood far off."You’re alone; no one came." A feminine voice echoed with a tender touch on her shoulders. "Vanessa?" Esmeralda responded quickly, looking over her shoulders to catch a glimpse of who just tapped her. "Hailey?" Her jaw dropped astonishingly when she saw her. "Yes, it’s me, and I have always been there for you, except when you needed me the m
GRANDVILLE RESORT. Madrigal mounted the porch of the mansion, talking to the picture of Esmeralda on his phone. It was Sylvester’s funeral, and he had no intention of attending. It will spoil their plans to get her to support them. He turned off his phone and went to the car they would be taking out to wait for Brandon.Brandon strolled down the stairs of his mansion with three of his giant bodyguards walking behind him. The beautiful green garden plants serenaded the passageway he went through, smiling as his hands scrolled the screen of the iPad in his hands."I love my new title, King," he rasped, smiling. The glass house was still not on sale, but there’s a desperate cry to take one more investor in, regardless of whoever it may be."I think it’s time to reclaim what was rightfully mine," he said, clasping his hands inside his pocket and handing over the iPad to one of his guards. "Is the car ready?" he asked, checking the Richard Mille wrist watch in his hands. "Yes boss, he
AT THE GLASS HOUSEANDALLIO. The formally glimmering diamond glazed light that beheld the beauty of the glass house was dim and vibrating as Andallio walked on the terrace, deep in thought as his fingers shivered around the glass of water he was holding. "Where have you been? Did you do what I asked you to?" He fluttered, asking Fredrick, who just walked in, missing his steps and reeking of alcohol. "Ohh—" he paused, thinking of the right words to reply, as he wasn’t too drunk to think.Andallio, impatiently waiting, swirled the remaining water in his glass over Fredrick. "I had my men follow you, and we didn’t see you do a thing, or did you?" He braked, grasping him by the hems of his suit."Are you thinking of selling me out? We’re going down together, and you know what? Only one can die: Andallio or RAD! You will be the only one losing!" He arced, marrying his itchy, angry fist on his face in rage. "I didn’t—" Fredrick haphazardly uttered it; he obviously didn’t expect the o
AT BRANDON’S MANSION. "Get down on your knees before I blow your head up!" Brandon roared. A sigh went down Madrigal’s body as he fought off the urge to explode his anger and distress. At the same time, he wanted to show how vulnerable he felt after what had happened to him.Brandon knew he wasn't himself, and he was just covering up since he returned last night with Nathalie. "Should I ask my men to beat you up before you start spilling?" Brandon marled. And Madrigal’s curiosity stirred up within him to ask whatever was going on."Please don’t kill me; I was just taking orders; RAD gave me some money and asked that I follow Fredrick Silverrio; that’s’ all," the youngster cooed, jittering in fear of the unknown that might be done to him."But why will he do that?" Madrigal gaped, watching the young boy retreat his steps like he had somewhere to run to."I guess RAD is out of hiding, and after Fredrick again, here’s my chance to finally meet your brother’s killer, Madrigal."Madrig
ESMERALDA. Esmeralda snuggled on the meshed bed cover, which hovered around her body. She’s been sleeping for hours since they arrived from Sylvester's burial. "Baby—" a softly tendered palm serenaded her gloomy face, carefully tugging her out of bed. "Wake up; you’ve been sleeping for hours."She snapped her hands off her face, rubbing her itchy eyes intensely and brimming them open as Hailey’s appeared to be the one before her. "Hailey? Why are you here?" she whimpered, wavering her eyes all over the strangely beautiful room she was placed in. "I brought you to my house; do you even remember a thing from last night?" Hailey asked, running her hands through Esmeralda’s hair. "No, my head hurts real bad, and what happened?" she peered inquisitively.Last night, all she could recall was a sharp pain in her neck before the blackout. And Madrigal…."Did he come?" Hailey chuckled lightly, folding her palms to conceal her laughter. "I thought you'd never ask," "Don’t tell, me here onl
MADRIGAL."I and Brandon talked about this; why did she show up?" He pondered in his heart, stealing glances at her as she stood next to Esmeralda in the elevator. His hands were shaking so much that he had to hide them in his pockets, accidentally hitting her on the waist. "Ouch," she whimped softly, holding onto her cold face that showed no expression. "I’m sorry, I didn’t—it wasn’t intentional," he stammered. Deep down, he wanted to hold her hands right there in the elevator and kiss her. He mustered a loud grin that irritated her.‘Ding Dong’ The doors opened, and she stormed out immediately. Everyone at the table was surprised to see her, including Brandon, whose eyes were widening and surprised as his heart stopped beating for some seconds."Wow, look who we have in our midst—an angel. I hope we're save, because the last time she was here, someone fell from here—ha-ha." Andallio hovered, forcing a bland laugh after everyone paid no attention to his awful speech. "Hi Esmeralda
POOL OF SURPRISES.HERVEAUX’S POV.The moon was dazzling, smearing it full light on the glassy glazed table on the terrace. Herveaux was overwhelmed between agreeing to Brandon’s floor sweeping offer and Andallio's self-pushed amount of money. "Can you give us some time to think about it?" Andallio resulted sulking in his pride."How dumb can you sound? When will you stop? Tomorrow is the meeting with the family. The earlier we solve this, the better!!!" Olvido arced, banging the table wildly. "How dare you!" Andallio fired puzzlingly and furiously as he moved to hit Olvido. "Stop it! I am tired of the both of you!" Herveaux rose to his feet, putting both of them at ease."I accept the offer; we get this done!!!" He roared, flaring aside everything on the table. "I agree! Better than have this fool!" Olvido reeked arrogantly.Herveaux didn’t spend a minute turning it into a poll to end the irrefutable discord. "Two votes, who’s in or out?" he surmounted the pressure."I can’t