2024-01-24 21:00:37Patricia appeared at Silva Oil Company. Fernando found her in the corridors and smiled.
“Patricia! How are you, my daughter?”
“I’m very well, Mr. Silva.” Patricia tries to smile.
“You can call me Fernando, or Dad.” Fernando laughs. “You’re family now.”
Patricia felt like vomiting the truth, but she knew it wasn’t time yet. “Ehr... your son asked me to come here.”
“He has some
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Chapter 1523 Who Did This
The Alvares family gathered once more, this time for breakfast. Walter was still wearing his clothes from the day before; he hadn’t risked a trip back to the beach house to grab a change of clothes. Fortunately, Linda had managed to dig up a few spare items she’d left behind specifically for emergencies.Paulina clicked off the stove and set a skillet of steaming scrambled eggs in the center of the table.Ernesto took his seat, placing his hands flat on the table. “Alright, everyone. Let’s pray. Walt, would you do us the honor?”Walter nodded, and they all joined hands.“Sovereign Lord,” Walter began, “help us through another day. We are grateful just to be alive. We know that living in this troubled world isn’t easy, but we count on Your protection. Protect my girlfriend, Linda, and her family in particular. Amen.”“Amen!” everyone echoed.Paulina looked up, tears threatening to spill over. “That was a very moving prayer, Walt.”“I really believe we need a little help from above righ
Chapter 1522 The Ambush
The following morning, Thursday, the sky over Golden Sun promised another bright, sun-drenched day. At the entrance of the Borges House, Jackson stepped out for his morning walk, dressed in a tank top and running shorts. Hélio was busy in the driveway, opting to wash his car with a simple hose and bucket rather than taking it to a professional car wash like the other posh heads of households in the neighborhood.“Bye, son! Be careful, you hear?” Hélio called out.“Don’t worry, Dad!” Jackson replied.But as Jackson stepped onto the sidewalk, a raspy, cracked voice cut through the air from the street. “Hey, Borges!”Jackson spun around, his heart hammering.A suspicious-looking SUV, clearly in need of a trip to the mechanic, sped down the street well above the speed limit.Hanging out the window was a man, a classic street thug with neck tattoos and piercings where they had no business being. He was brandishing a high-caliber weapon, the kind of military-grade hardware that had no place
Chapter 1521 A Final Warning
Alex paced back and forth the living room of the Blumberg Apartment like a man under a tribal spell, his eyes frantic. Benny stood squarely in his path, physically blocking the hallway that led to the bathroom. Against the wall, Ilda watched them both, her hand moving slowly toward her pocket, desperate to grab her phone without Alex noticing.“Get a grip, Alex,” Benny warned. “I told you, she’s in the shower. Come back later or call her.”“I’m not coming back later!” Alex snarled, looking like a rabid dog. “I want this settled NOW!”“What is it you actually want?” Ilda asked, her voice trembling.“Is she my woman or not?” Alex replied with a predatory smirk. “I’m going to claim her tonight, under the trees by the beach.”“You bastard!”Benny lunged with a clenched fist, but the younger man was faster, catching the punch mid-air. Ilda let out a small gasp.“You’re no match for me, old man,” Alex sneered.“And you still wonder why my daughter doesn’t want you anymore?” Benny countered.
Chapter 1520 Left in the Dark
Walter spun around to find Charles and Emmanuelle standing there, looking absolutely grim. He jumped, his heart skipping a beat; his parents looked like they had just crawled out of a slasher movie — the sole, battered survivors of a masked killer.“Whoa! You scared the life out of me!” Walter exhaled, clutching his chest. “Why do you two look like that?”“And you actually have the nerve to ask?” Charles exploded, his face turning a dangerous shade of purple.“Our rights were violated!” Emmanuelle added, her voice reaching a dramatic crescendo. “That interrogation was straight out of the Gestapo playbook!”Walter shook his head, refusing to buy into the theatrics. “Life is tough, even for people like you. If you hadn’t spent every waking moment hating Linda, I never would have told the police I suspected you.”“Son, we hate Linda with every fiber of our being,” Charles stated coldly. “But that doesn’t mean we want her dead!”“Exactly!” Emmanuelle chirped. “After all, if we kill Linda,
Chapter 1519 The Business of Bridges
Inside the Sterling Empire Headquarters, Matthew sat at his desk, peering through reading glasses he only wore to keep his eyes from straining. Patricia closed the door softly and began the long walk toward him.To Patricia, every step felt like navigating a minefield. She moved with a calculated caution that didn’t go unnoticed. Matthew watched her hesitation and allowed a small, knowing smirk.“You can come closer,” he said. “I promise I won’t pin you to the rug and love you savagely until tomorrow morning.”Patricia rolled her eyes. “I thought Ron was the one who made those kinds of jokes.”“Oh, so with him it’s ‘Ron,’ but with me, it’s ‘Matthew.’ Interesting.”Patricia stopped mid-stride, gathering her courage. Her face hardened into a mask of professional gravity. “There’s nothing interesting about it. I’m just showing you the facts. I need to discuss something, but for this conversation, we need to maintain formalities.”“Why?”“Because, thanks to your father, we shouldn’t even
Chapter 1518 A Flustered Visitor
Noemi spun around, nearly jumping out of her skin, only to find Patricia returning from work.“Hello, Miss Blumberg,” Patricia said, offering a polite smile.“For heaven’s sake,” Noemi replied, her voice slightly strained as she tried to suppress her lingering arousal. “What do I have to do to get people to stop calling me ‘Miss’?”Patricia let out a soft laugh, stepping closer to give the visitor the customary three kisses on the cheeks. “Alright, then. If you want to be our friend, so be it.”“We almost have to be,” Noemi said, smoothing her skirt. “I came here to clear up any doubts your mother might have regarding her book.”Patricia paused, looking genuinely surprised. “What about her book?”“Well, we’re going to find a way to get it adapted for TV,” Noemi explained. “Given the length of the manuscript, it’s practically begging for a miniseries, don’t you think?”Patricia’s eyebrows shot up. “That is a massive step, Noemi.”“Exactly. And my father wants to help,” Noemi added, tes
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