Chapter 18
Author: Al-Razzaq
last update2025-09-30 22:50:01

Esperanza climbed the stairs to her bedroom, her heart still racing from the conversation downstairs. The moment she closed the door behind her, her phone buzzed with an incoming message.

Father: Did you successfully invite him to stay?

She smiled, typing back quickly. He's here. He agreed to stay temporarily.

The response came almost immediately. Excellent! This is your chance, Esperanza. Get closer to him. Find out what he needs. If you need any help creating opportunities, just tell me.

Esperanza stared at her phone in mild disbelief. Her father had never been this enthusiastic about setting her up with anyone before. In fact, he'd actively discouraged most of her previous relationships, claiming the men weren't worthy of her.

She typed back: Father, why are you so eager about this? What makes him so special?

You'll understand in time. Just trust me on this—Diego Herrera is not an ordinary man. Get to know him. You won't regret it.

But his medical skills aside, what else is there?
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