Because of the death of those who adopted Georgiana and to start over from her old complicated world, she thought of returning to the Philippines with her grandmother. There he meets Torque, full of disgust and the only man unaffected by his manipulation. He thinks that he has a motive for coming here. In order to get revenge, instead of moving away from Torque, he brings himself closer to him to annoy him. Until Torque's treatment of him changed since he was shot due to a mistaken identity. Even if he doesn't say it, he feels his concern. Until little by little he fell in love with it. His life would have been fine if the past he was trying to forget did not come back. And at the same time he discovered who his real father was. Georgiana was about to tell Torque about her past but it was too late, he already knew her secret and hated her...
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Six months ago New York PROLOGUE THE SOUND of two gunshots was the moment that stopped Georgiana. He couldn't wait for the elevator to open, he ran the remaining four floors to the fourteenth floor of the Dandelion Hotel. "G! Slide! Slide!" He ignored Jag's signal to run away. Not when her parents were still up in Mitchell's suite. Not when the gunshots had come from there. He caught his breath and he almost heard the loud rumble in his chest. He no longer cares what happens to him. He will not leave his parents. When he reached the fourteenth floor, he found no one in the hallway.
He left the pumps he was wearing earlier so he ran fast. He almost collapsed in time when he was stopped in front of the closing elevator. His eyes caught a familiar figure - Frank. He was stunned for a few moments before remembering his purpose on that floor. He ran to Mitchell's suite again. He even managed to stop at the ajar door to listen to the situation inside. It was quiet there, but even if it wasn't, he would still continue to enter. He opened the door backwards. He immediately ran out of energy to expose himself. Her parents were lying on the carpeted floor with gunshot wounds on their foreheads. He finally collapsed on the floor.
G, come on! Let's get out of here!" He could barely hear Jag's voice. Because he didn't have the strength, he didn't fight back when he almost dragged him out of that room. He could no longer see the continuous flow of his tears.He just realized that he was in the car and that Jag was speeding away. "Damn it!" it exclaimed. He wiped his tears. He swallowed several times before he was able to speak. "W-how did Mitchell meet my parents? Frank was there?" They couldn't be wrong. And Frank... Why Jag understood what he said even though he was American. It learned to understand Tagalog in some impossible! "They have been together for years.
"Dad? Was he there? That's "He was carrying a suitcase." Jag suddenly pressed the brake. If he wasn't wearing a seat belt, he might have fallen into the dashboard. Its blue eyes stared at him surprisingly. "The balance? He got it? Impossible! The client sn't giving it to him until tomorrow and only when Mitchell gives his money to me. Unless..." Unless Frank, their leader, had conned everyone Mitchell, their anonymous client , and their crew. They were silent for a while while sewing "T'll call you," he woke Jag, opening the car door "Where are you going? He didn't answer and slowly got out of the car. He had been waiting for a long time for the chance to bring Frank down. He was just waiting for the right opportunity where he and his parents could leave the group completely. But his parents were gone. That meant there was no reason for him to hide his ace anymore. He went with the flow of man . Cold stone pricked at her bare feet , but she ignored it . She held her trench coat closer as she walked along the busy street . But even that could not warm her cold heart . Present time Philippines
HEY, WHAT are you gathering in front of my balcony, huh? "Hearing Georgiana's grandmother's voice, he caught a glimpse of her downstairs. She was rocking and reading a book. She didn't realize that there were men on the opposite side of the balcony of the living room on the second floor of her grandmother's stone house." It's just crazy about your beauty, Mother Lydia," replied one. "Asus, sir. It's still noon, right? Why don't you give your grandson some time to himself, will you? " his grandmother continued. They left laughing. Most of them even glanced at his behavior and smiled. He could barely make out a smile back - a small smile without encouragement. Unfortunately, none of those who climbed the her of the wild - the one who caught her interest. her two week stay in San Felipe - her raising her eyes immediately made her smile at the elderly woman even though her hair was all naked she still didn't seem tiredHe greeted her. He gently held her. "That's none of my business, Grandma." He smiled and caressed her cheek. "I can't blame them, grandpa. You are as beautiful as your mother.
He smiled. If their reaction was the basis for him when he just appeared at the gate of his house two weeks ago, he has no doubt that they are the fruit of his late mother Arabella's split. They were stunned as if they had seen a ghost. From her smooth and brunette complexion to her mother's dark and curly hair, she is said to be the same as Namagulis ako and despite her lack, her abuela continues. We were with you and you turned back to us, " "
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