Veronica was seated in a corner of a nearby cafe. Her gaze darted back and forth. Each time falling on the door that seemed to jingle each time a customer walked in. She looked at her wristwatch again. Ring!Ring! Her phone rang several times, but she refused to pick up. Finally, the door opened, and Kael walked in. At first, Veronica's face went pale. She stared at him like she had seen a ghost as he walked towards her. "How?" A small breath escaped her lungs. Kael said nothing but simply took a seat right in front of her. "How is this even possible?" She asked. "How are you doing, Miss Verlic?" Kael said with a smile. Veronica was seated in a corner of a nearby cafe. Her gaze darted back and forth. Each time falling on the door that seemed to jingle each time a customer walked in. She looked at her wristwatch again. Ring!Ring! Her phone rang several times, but she refused to pick up. Finally, the door opened, and Kael walked in. At first, Veronica's face went pale.

Veronica could barely keep herself together as she drove back to her mansion. Meeting Kael didn't only make her doubt her father, but also wonder if Kael was going to keep to the end of his bargain. "Be my girlfriend." The deal was simple, and yet, she couldn't believe it was all Kael wanted. The gate to the sprawling mansion of the Verlics opened, displaying an opulence of wealth. Each section of the exquisite mansion was guarded by two security men. "Welcome back, Ma'am." Each of them greeted her as she drove past them. But in actual truth, Veronica's mind was empty. The only words that echoed right inside them were Kael's last words. "Ask him. Ask your father and let him tell you."That was his last word. Kael has promised to come afterwards to see her father, but Veronica could not help but wonder if Kael's words were true. "Welcome home, Miss Veronica. Your brother is waiting for you." An aged man said with his head bowed. Veronica's eyebrow arched slightly. "What do

Everything seems to be falling into place for the Locharts. The marriage preparation was going so smoothly that it seemed it was the only thing they cared about.“What about the dresses? Are they ready?” Vivan said over the phone.“They should be in in some days...”“What the fuck do you mean? What do you mean, in some days?” Vivan barked.“I want the cloth ready in two days’ time, or I am going to show you why we are the Locharts!”She banged the phone down like some enraged bull.Marcus and Leo walked out of their room almost at the same time.“Is everything alright, Mother?” Leo asked, scratching his eyebrows.“Yes!”Vivan said with a cold voice. “I am sorry. The seamstress has been messing with me.”“Is this about Seraphina’s clothes?” Marcus asked.“Yes. She is too slow for a seamstress,” Vivan replied.The room went silent.“What about grandfather? Is he still angry about all of this?” Marcus asked.Leo rolled his eyes like he didn't care. “You all need to stop thinking about th

Carlos looked into the room one last time. "I don't want any mistakes." he said with a harsh look on his face. "Everything is ready, Mr Carlos. No mistakes." A young lady in her twenties said she her head bowed slightly. "It better be or it will be you on that sick bed." Carlos replied. "Aren't you old for this?" Carlos turned to see Veronica walking towards him. "No. Especially when it comes down to your father's health. I have been taking care of him now since he was a boy. I won't stop now." Veronica stared into his eyes like she was trying to read his facial expression. "You seem to know more about my own father than me." Carlos smiled. "Of course not. He is your father and I believe you are closer to him than I am." "Stop patronising me, Carlos. You don't need to say it." Veronica said casually waving him off. "How is he?" Carlos sigh. "Not good. He is going to give up the ghost very soon if your so called healer doesn't get here in time." Veronica took out her phone a

"Tell her, Carlos. Tell her how my wicked father planned on cutting me out of his will and giving everything to you!" Joe barked. Veronica let out a long sigh. She simply walked back to a couch and sat down. Joe was thrown back. His gaze landed on Veronica who seems to be less bothered. "So, you knew?" he said with irritation in his voice. "Is that why you made a mess of everything? Is that the reason you killed men who once protected you?" Veronica asked Carlos said nothing. He walked closer to Joe. "Did you kill my wife?" he asked The room went silent. Joe laughed. "You think I am scared of you? I don't know what you are talking about. Why would I kill your wife when I could actually kill you!" Carlos rubbed his temple slightly. Beaded sweat formed on his forehead. " You need to leave now, Master Joe. You have done enough for today. Pease lewe." "And what if I don't? What are you going to do?" The air grew even more tense. "You don't really want to know that, Joe