Azura returns home the next morning. Just like she expected, Veronica and her mother are in the sitting room along with Uncle Samuel. The look on Veronica’s face is disturbing, it looks like any moment from now, she would burst.Veronica has revealed everything that she witnessed to her mother. They are in disbelief and Uncle Samuel adds to the information about how a group of men in black suits were rumored to take Daxon away. It was on the day when she sent him out of the house. Veronica feels like taking poison and killing herself.As she thinks about the whole ceremony, she realizes that bad luck must be her fate. How come Daxon didn’t find out his true identity while they were married? How is it possible that he found his identity on the same day she brutally divorced him?“I could have been the daughter in law of a rich conglomerate family. I could have been the young mistress if Bright gourd?” Veronica whispers, showing signs of delusional madness.“Mother, the same Daxon? The
At Bright group, Daxon is busy at the office. However, his mind drifts to what happened during the shareholders event of Bright group. He cannot concentrate because he wasn’t prepared to meet Veronica. His ex-wife who almost single handedly ruined his self esteem. Although, he is proud of himself and how he handled her character, unprepared. Considering the look on Veronica’s face yesterday, she couldn’t believe her own eyes and it’s perfect because that is the same way Daxon felt after he caught her in bed with Matthew Creed. He couldn’t believe his own eyes but in time, he accepted it.However, would she be able to accept it? Would she be able to accept Daxon's real identity? Daxon crosses his legs as he twirls his rotating chair, he relaxes his neck and looks at the ceiling. Daxon chuckles. It was the best way Matthew Creed and Veronica could meet each other. Michael knocks at the door and after hearing Daxon’s voice, he steps in. “Sir, Matthew Creed from the cleaning department
After his shift at the cleaning department of Bright group, Matthew Creed enters into the coffee shop that Veronica works in. After inciting her with hopeful words about how she could become the first daughter in-law of the Winter family, Veronica didn’t waste time in sending her work address. As Matthew walks a long distance. He remembers that he used to drive expensive cars in the neighborhood but after a twist of fate, Matthew doesn’t even have the transport fare to take a cab. When he enters the coffee shop, he spots Veronica and she signals for them to meet at the back of the shop to avoid others listening to their conversation.“Well, if isn’t the man who ruined my life.”“$10,000,000, I cannot believe that I entrusted you with such an amount. I lost all of my properties because I decided to trust a complete fraud!” Veronica says.“Veronica, wait...” Matthew tries to say. “Don’t tell me what to do! Didn’t you tell me that if your start-up company falls to pieces, you would tak
Daxon’s interest in Azura has grown stronger. It has gotten to a point where he cannot pretend that he doesn’t have growing feelings for her. It would be wise if he stayed away from attaching himself to anyone from Veronica’s family but it is what it is. What can he do? Azura’s presence has a way of encircling him and he cannot think straight.Regardless, there are things they have to discuss involving Veronica and how things came about in the Bright group event. Azura has been avoiding Daxon because she is ashamed of the woman she refers to as sister. After the whole enchilada, he sent her a couple of messages but she didn’t reply to either of them.Two things, she has been busy moving into a new apartment and second, she didn’t know what to say if she picked his call. Even at work, she pretended to not see him when he was talking to Michael and Sydney. So, Daxon came up with a proposition. He told Michael to inform her that she was to meet a client at a reputable restaurant in orde
“Keep your filthy hands to yourself!” Daxon’s voice is like a thunderous strike. Shocked by the audacity in his voice, Veronica gazes at him in complete awe. She keeps her hands to herself and watches in haze as he protects her sister in a protective manner where she wished it was her.“How bold of you to approach a man that you cheated on, belittled, hated and scorned! Is it the reek of my newly acquired wealth that drew you to this place? I assure you, there is no place for you in it.” Daxon says and Veronica blinks repeatedly.As far as Veronica thought, she arrived here, ready to base Daxon on the past version of him. It did not occur to her that he would have grown into an Alpha male—one that was ready to speak back to her and break every delusion that she arrived with.“Daxom, it’s me, Veronica. I know that I cheated on you and divorced you. It was a mistake and I regret it. Please, forgive me.” Veronica pleads, while false and dramatic tears roll from her cheeks.Daxon scoffs. H
Due to his busy schedule, Daxon does not have time to converse with Azura about what Veronica just pulled in front of them. After the confrontation with Veronica, Daxon’s face is etched with lines of contemplation, brows furrowed in deep concentration, and dark pools of eyes searching for an answer in the depths of his thoughts.He remembers to inform his personal driver to stop Azura at Bright group before he leaves for his appointment. He notices her quietness, she hasn’t bothered to ask him any question. On their way to Bright group, Azura’s countenance reflects a bittersweet melancholy. Her eyes that were once filled with hope and longing at the restaurant, now carry a hint of sadness.Although, she did not buy Veronica’s tears…she cannot say the same for Daxon. There's a distant look in her eyes, as if she's lost in thoughts of someone who cannot return her affection. “Azura?” Daxon calls her name again, trying to make her aware that they are at Bright group. “Yes?” She says, f
“Is that lip—lipstick?” Sydney asks, her heart is beating very fast because it is obvious—it is a red stain on his lips and it can only come from a woman’s lipstick.“Um…” Daxon says, remembering where it came from and smirking at the thought. Michael rushes to his side with his suit and hands him a napkin to wipe his lips. Above the cloudless sky, the helicopter transporting the Prince of UAE soars in the air. Its metallic body gleams in the sunlight as it defies gravity by a rhythmic rotation of its rotor blades.“Whop, whop!”The pilot, who is seated in the cockpit, passes information to the security of “castle hotel” telling them to evacuate the area of landing. As the helicopter descends from the sky, the rotor blades gradually slow their rhythmic rotation, producing a whirring sound. Due to the magnitude of the blades, wind blows extravagantly as the helicopter makes a gentle descent to the ground. Daxon and the rest of the hotel staffs are dressed in their uniforms of light blu
A VIP room is prepared for Daxon to focus on his virtual meeting. He sets up his advanced technological gadgets where he begins to speak with investors who are interested in Bright group shares. Due to his messed up schedule, it’s only convenient to carry on the meeting through a zoom call.The VIP suite has a private balcony which offers a breathtaking view of the architectural surroundings of the hotel. The terrace is open and it allows a gentle, refreshing breeze to sweep into the room. The centerpiece of the hotel room is a plush, king-sized bed with fine linens and a multitude of plump pillows.Outside his hotel room, Matthew, who is supposed to be on late night cleaning duties joins Veronica, who leaves from a taxi and he sneaks her into the lodger's room.“Did you get any of them?” Matthew asks, looking outside for any by-passers.“Yes, I got them both. Are you trying to kill someone here? Tell me what you want to do with it before I hand it over.” She says.“It’s for your own