End of flashback*“I'm very busy now, Natalia. Maybe some other time.” Miller objects to her lunch proposal, not just for anything, but for the vow he made to Megan. She made him vow never to have anything to do with any woman till they reunite on Saturday, and he definitely wasn't going to break that promise. “You know…. You used me… and it still hurts….” Natalia pouted. She only decided to say those words to Megan, because she also wanted her to leave…plus, how she felt towards him had never changed even up till now she knows he feels nothing for her.“And I already apologized, and compensated you. I know nothing can mend a broken heart, and I'm willing to apologize to you till my last breath.” Miller tells her sincerely. but it still doesn't change the fact that his heart only belongs to his wife and daughter. And he will never trade what they have for a 30 minute pleasure.Natalia touches Miller palms, and he shifts his gaze, looking down at her hands caressing his. “You never to

"...Come sit with me.” Samantha waved, urging Natalia to come in as soon as she caught a glimpse of her through the door.Peter stood by, watching Natalia as she walked over to the couch, sitting next to Sam as if they had a mother and daughter friendship. For some reason, he couldn't tell if he was comfortable with this little chick always around his boss.“You look so beautiful, Sam. And elegant.” Natalia complimented as Sam poured her a glass of wine.“Oh, thank you, dear. An update for me?” Sam asked, going straight to the point. She still has unfinished business to settle with Kim...And since her informant was here, she better starts having all she can get.Natalia dropped her wine glass after taking a sip. Clearing her throat, she said, “I do. He came to me, and after our deal, his wife left the country.” Natalia explained.“Wait…what? Megan isn't in the country?” Peter’s eyes widened as he walked over to them with a stunned expression.“Does Miller know his wife isn't in the co

“Oh, my.” She tried to hold her tears in but she couldn't. “My baby.” She smiled brightly as painful tears trickled down her cheeks. Little Max, who was on her screen, was placed in his crib, wrapped in his shawl… and his blue eyes kept glaring at the camera. Oh, words could not explain how at ease her mind is… Not for anything, but for the fact that that beast isn't the one who has her child. “Where is he? I want to see him, please.” Lara asked, her eyes fixated on the screen. “Like I said earlier, you can have him, if you play your cards well. But be rest assured that the kid is in safe hands, far away from the likes of the person who tried to kill you.” Suddenly, the screen went blank and little Max wasn't on the screen anymore. “What happened? Please put him back on the screen.” Lara frowned. “That will only happen if you do as the boss says.” The tall man collected the laptop from her before talking away. “But I already told you I don't know who Wong Zane is in person.

"She has it. There she is."Looking up, Lara's gaze fell on a tall Japanese woman. A smirk curved up on her lips as she folded her newspaper before taking the stairs up to the pretty young lady.As the lady walked down the stairs, Lara approached her, trying not to be direct and at that instant, they bumped into each other.“Oh, my… I'm so sorry…” Lars lowered herself in concern, helping the lady with stuff that was rolling down the stairs.The lady sighed, hissing with an obvious frown. “Sorry? Why not look where you are going?!” Her tone was filled with displeasure and coldness.“Forgive my manners, I'm such a fool.” Lara said, arranging her fills before standing on her feet and stretching them back to her, “...Here.” The lady reached for it, yanking them from her with a frown, “Fuck off!” She spat, brushing over Lara shoulders before continuing her walk down the stairs like Lara was a pest sent to ruin her evening.“I got it.” Lara lowered her voice as she spoke into her mic, and

Soon, she was seated at the waiting spot, close to the receptionist, reading her newspaper with an unbothered expression while the reporter swung into the place as the body of the president was being rolled out of the hotel, still trapped in the body bag she placed him in.While the commotion was going on, Lara raised her head and shot the receptionist in charge a death glare before looking at the president's body, and at that instant, she rushed out.“We have an intruder in the building.” The man said out loud, trying to beat the noise and chaos going on in the building.“Oh, my..”“No… this can't be!”“Check the surveillance!”Amid the chaos, a heated discussion sparked up in the air.“Hello.” The receptionist shifted his gaze to the tall bald man who appeared in front of him.“H - how can I help you, sir?” He maintained a straight face.Miller, who stood before the man, could sense the change in his demeanor. Not caring, he proceeded, handing a photo to the man, “I believe this yo