“You may love her to the brim, give her everything she’d always wanted. But in the end, she’d still leave you for someone else. Don’t be sad. Brace yourself and move on with your life. Know this for certain—she will come back. She will search everywhere to find you. Because deep down, she realized the truth. She understood that she lost a diamond and picked up a stone.”***Lucas turned to the other side of the bed, his eyes open but blank. It had been three months since he arrived in Jamaica. Three long months of waking up alone and staring at the sunrise and sunset as though the skies would offer him healing. He had spent every single day nurturing his heartbreak because, in his belief, time was the only remedy for a person who had truly loved and been left broken.Beside him, his phone rested on the bedside stool. Normally, his mornings followed a predictable routine—he would rise from bed, drag his seat to the glass wall or step onto the balcony, and sip the freshly brewed coffee p

Sabastas stepped into the room and quietly grabbed a seat directly in front of Lucas.When he entered the hall, his eyes scanned the space quickly and efficiently. He saw where Lucas was sitting, noticed the empty seat right beside him, and for a second, it seemed like the obvious place to go. But Sabastas had worked with Lucas long enough to know better.Lucas wouldn’t want that.Not because of arrogance. Not because of irritation. But because of the nature of what they were about to do.This auction wasn’t for fun. It was strategic.If Sabastas sat beside his boss, even if casually, even if no one knew who he was, there was a risk. Someone might notice him. They might start asking questions. And attention was the last thing Lucas wanted—especially now.So, with the caution of someone who had played this game many times before, Sabastas avoided the seat next to him and slipped into the one directly ahead.It was calculated.Smart.Necessary.Now seated, Sabastas kept his eyes fixed o

Everyone in the room gradually rose to their feet, the buzz of excitement still lingering as people began to file out through the wide double doors. Conversations echoed softly against the walls, a mixture of awe, gossip, and speculation about what had just transpired.Lucas remained still for a moment, his eyes calmly scanning the room. He watched as Jeruel, now the proud owner of the vintage Beetle, walked purposefully toward the backstage area. Most likely, she was headed there to collect the car keys and the accompanying ownership documents. Her stride was confident, victorious—as if claiming that Beetle had been her life mission all along.Simultaneously, Lucas's eyes drifted to the group of reporters, who wasted no time springing into action. They lunged toward their cameras, plugging in wires, setting up lights, and adjusting microphones as they began broadcasting the outcome of the event live to their various audiences.And Lucas knew—very soon, they would turn their attention

“Please, Ms. Jeruel, the anonymous donor wants nothing from you. I saw it in his eyes. He doesn’t even want to be known. He did it purely out of free will and a noble heart,” Mr. Marley said as he gently reached for Jeruel’s hand just as she turned to leave the room.It was a bold move—one he knew might come across as disrespectful, especially toward a woman of her caliber. But something in him knew that if he didn’t stop her now, she would walk out and never look back. She would leave without the car she had just won at the auction, and more importantly, she would leave with a wrong impression that might never be corrected.He couldn’t let that happen.This was not manipulation. This was not deceit. It was a genuine misunderstanding, and as someone who had led this organization for decades, he felt a deep responsibility to make her see the truth behind the gesture.Mr. Marley’s voice softened, and he continued. “Ms. Jeruel, I’ve seen many things in my lifetime. I’ve worked with the r

Though she spoke with politeness, it didn’t seem like Sabastas was going to move away. Instead, he leaned in further, placing his face squarely in her line of sight. His stare was bold and unapologetic.Earlier, Jeruel had been entirely focused on reaching Lucas. That was her goal, and she had committed herself to it fully. She was so determined that she hadn’t paid much attention to the person now standing in her path. But now, as this man stepped closer and his face became clearer, she froze.Recognition struck her like a spark.“Wait!” she said, surprised, her voice carrying a soft shock.“I know you. You’re that man who was battling price with me at the auction!” her voice lit up, matching the sudden clarity in her mind.Sabastas, appearing pleased, smiled broadly. “Yes, yes,” he said, clearly excited that she remembered.In her mind, the pieces started falling into place. He wasn’t just a random face in the crowd. He was also the same man who, despite the competition, had silentl