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ITQ: Chapter 30

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Chapter 29

 

Is it done?

 

Yes. I got the contract. It smoothly went than I imagined.” Alvaro huffed a laugh.

 

Good work. Your grandfather will be pleased. Are you returning now?Axel asked.

 

Alvaro didnt answer, his eyes shifted over the horizon.

 

No… I might visit Evangeline first,” he said, after a while.

 

“. . .”

 

“. . .”

I see . . . well, its a good time as any. You did manage to free up most of your schedule from finishing the deal early.”

 

Mm . . .” Alvaro hummed, in a good mood until his mood deflated. Dad, Ill call you later. Maxine is on the other line.”

 

Oh, alright.”

 

“. . .”

 

“. . .”

 

Alvaro.”

 

Yeah?

 

*Ahem . . . Do send me pictures of Evangeline.”

 

“. . .”

 

Of course.” Not.

 

Alvaro ended the call and picked his other phone reserved for people outside his family.

 

The moment he pressed the accept call button, a melodious gentle voice of a woman resounded on the other line.

 

Alvaro . . . , are you still in Frizkiel?

 

Baffled as to why Maxine was calling him at this time, knowing this was his working hour, he still answered in a polite, gentlemanly tone.

 

Not anymore.”

 

Oh . . . Does that mean your business is already over?

 

Yes.”

 

“. . .”

 

“. . .”

 

Alvaro waited for Maxine to tell him what she really wanted to say. He got the feeling that she was hesitant and shy.

 

After a minute of silence, her gentle voice spoke softly in his ear.

 

Im sorry . . . I dont want to bother you . . .” Maxine sensed that Alvaro was not in the mood to talk.

 

Alvaro sighed softly through his mouth, and along with it, his countenance softened.

If it was any other woman, he wouldnt bother. But since it was Maxine Celestine, the granddaughter of his grandfathers best friend and the only daughter of the president of BlackPine, he had to give her some face. Not only that, everyone expected him to marry Maxine in the future.

 

He had no qualms with the idea since Maxine was perfect, in every sense of the word. She was groomed from birth to be a proper lady. Had womanly virtues and skills. Very pretty and gentle and gave off that innocent housewife vibe.

 

And . . . Maxine likes him for as long as he could remember.

 

He was not a believer of love. He believed marriage was all about timing. When a man was ready to settle, any woman who happened to be by his side would do. And since he already accepted the fact that Maxine was going to be his wife in the future since she was very adamant to wait for him no matter how long it would take, so of course, he would treat her more different than the rest.

 

He adjusted his voice, lowering it a few octaves, making it softer to urge the woman to continue. No, its fine . . . Tell me whats on your mind.”

 

Maxines tone turned high pitch and excited, she was obviously very happy.

 

I didnt want to bother you, but I got so thrilled. Remember I visited Burberry a month ago?

 

Even from the other side, Alvaro felt the excitement oozing from the girl.  He listened as he flipped the documents in his hands.

 

Yes.”

 

And I told you that I met a girl and we became friend.”

 

Mm . . .” He continued to respond though his mind was silently reading the papers in his hand.

 

It turned out, she is the niece of Robert Krisnov, the one and only owner of one of my favorite brand, FROZEN.”

 

! ! !

 

Evangelines father?

 

That got his full attention, and he inquired, And?

 

Maxine giggled, her voice excited. And, she sent me an invitation letter to attend her twentieth birthday next week!

Hmmm . . .” Alvaro skimmed his fingers on his jawline, deep in thought.

 

Now I know the reason why she asked me where I am.

 

Thus, Im . . . Im wondering if you want to come with me to her birthday party? Maxines voice turned faster and lower with a tint of bashfulness.

 

Alvaro imagined the pretty doll-faced woman blushed a rosy pink, and he smiled. Sure, why dont we meet in Burberry next week?

 

This is perfect! I can use this as an excuse to stay with Evangeline a bit longer.

 

Maxine didnt reply right away, and Alvaro heard soft squeals and giggles on the other line.

 

He breathes a laugh. Girls will be girls.

 

Albeit Maxine was already twenty-two years old and acted nothing but a proper lady, when it came to him, she regressed to being a typical teenager.

 

Thank you,” Maxine said, after regaining her poise. Ill see you next week then . . .”

 

Alvaro didnt give it much thought that her voice was softer and alluring than usual. He went back to reading the files in his hands.

 

Mmm . . . Bye . . . ,” Alvaro said in a dismissive tone.

 

“. . . Goodbye . . .”

 

Ending the call, Alvaro leaned on the leather chair and typed on his laptop.

 

Moments later, he saw various news and announcement in different media and entertainment site that Angel Lin –– rising star and sweetheart of Sparkle entertainment, niece to Cherry Lin Krisnov, new wife of Robert Krisnov –– was going to have a grandiose party in one of Burberrys world class hotel, celebrating her twentieth birthday. 

 

Alvaro scoffed. Heh! Celebrating other peoples birthday, but forgot your own daughters.

 

His mood worsening, he turned off his laptop. His eyes glint in menace while his gentleman face twisted darker and sinister.

 

What a useless man.







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ITQ: Chapter 28

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Chapter 28

 

So you told him?

 

Yes. Are you against it?

 

“. . .”

 

“. . .”

No. Hell find out about it sooner or later. Knowing Asher, he might already have his own investigation.”

 

Thats what we thought so too. He was not surprised by the information on the folder.”

 

Its just information. Not enough evidence. We even secretly dissected Aunt Emeralds corpse, but only to find that she was not poisoned and the doctors diagnoses were correct.”

 

Mm . . .”

 

Axel was uncomfortable with the topic, and decided to change it. Are you in Frizkiel yet?

 

Not yet. Where did you send Asher by the way?

 

In Apricot Country in the south. We have business dealings there that needed his presence, but I bet hell secretly investigate that womans identity. Else, why is he so eager to go once he knew that he was assigned there? *sigh . . . Hes so easy to read.”

 

*chuckle

 

Father, I have to go, the plane is about to land on Frizkiel.”

 

Mmm . . . Alright.”

 

Alvaro leaned on the leather couch, and removed his earpiece. He closed his eyes and pinched the center of his brows. He massaged his eyes to relieved the stress from working too much on his laptop.

 

After resting for a few minutes, he glanced at the snow barren lands outside the planes window. The scenery was landscaped with snow mountains and glaciers covered with snowflakes and dead trees.

 

What a gloomy country.




Alvaro sipped his tea as his ashen blue eyes remained unmoved, locked on the lovely ice sculpted face of a woman, sitting opposite him. Deny as he might, his concentration was in a jumbled mess thanks to her.

 

A first in his surprise list.

 

Pale skin as white as snow and smooth as silk and almost breakable like porcelain.  Oval shaped flawless face paired with a straight nose and thin pinkish lips.

 

And those eyes.

 

What incredibly amazing color of eyes, almost like emeralds, but glowed torques with the light.

 

Only, if she could be a lot warmer and smile more often, she would rank top two on his list. Top one always reserved for his darling Princess Evangeline.

 

But alas, the woman in front of him was colder than frozen water and sharper than icicle spikes. And with her snowy white hair, she was almost ethereal and scary if not for her beautiful face.

Rozarria Rozienheim

 

CEO and founder of Rozienheim corporation that deals mostly with pieces of jewelry and precious stones.

 

Rozienheim is a top brand almost appearing every week in jewelry and fashion magazines. Every noble ladies and wealthy socialite owned at least a set of this expensive jewelry if they wanted their name carved on the list of wealthy aristocrats.

 

Even Royalties commissioned this prestigious new company to design pieces of jewelry for the King and Queen.

 

Aside from that, Rozienheim acquired almost all of the mining sites in Frizkiel, a country famed for its mountains of golds and precious stones.

 

But little was known about the aloof cold woman behind the gigantic new corporation.

 

Alvaro already investigated her.

 

Orphaned at young, climbing her way to riches.

 

A first generation wealthy woman.

 

He could only imagine what she had to go through to achieve the kind of success she had now.

 

Men like him, who were eating on a golden spoon since young, could only give her respect.

 

And for that, she would forever have his admiration.

 

Strong yet humble. Rich and powerful but not pompous nor overbearing for she knew what it was like to be poor.

 

He snapped out from his thoughts when Rozarria brought out a customized pen with silvery diamond ink and signed her name on the beige colored parchment papers. He had one of those too, customized pen and ink that could not be imitated elsewhere. In their line of work, every effort to combat forgery was a must.

 

Rozarria handed the papers back to him. From start to finished, she didnt say anything aside from the usual greetings which made him vexed.

 

He was not accustomed to women brushing him off.

 

Arent you going to ask me why I wanted to collaborate with your company? he said, attempting to start a conversation.

 

Cole enterprise wanted to expand their business in BlackPine country in line with jewelry making. But since BlackPine was more famed for its fertile soil and not much for its precious stones, they had to collaborate with the number one stone mining company in the world.

However, the real reason why they wanted this venture was not entirely concerning jewelry but rather, produced new types of weapons that uses pieces of jewelry.

 

A first of its kind, if ever.

 

This was the line the Cole was secretly famous for. Behind the unappealing harmless number one food corporation in the world, they secretly undergone operations and built laboratories to produced weapons and gadgets incorporating new technologies.

 

The reason why Alvaro personally flew towards the north to Frizkiel was because of this important collaboration. When all things fail, he could always use his charms. Especially that he knew it was a woman he was going to deal with.

 

But all those preparations of seduction went down the drain when Rozarria signed her name without even batting an eyelid.

 

Not looking at him, Rozarria gently sipped her tea before answering in a soft voice, “No need. As long as my company benefited from this collaboration, I dont care what youll do with the stones.”

 

Alvaros heart beat more than usual. Though his gentlemanly facade didnt give anything away. He didnt know why he was bothered about her answer. Maybe because she had an inkling on what they were going to do with the stones, or . . . he found himself wanting to hear her soft, somewhat forlorn voice once more.

 

Shaking away the thoughts from his mind, he stared at her in silence.

 

He prided himself in accurately reading people with just the slight movement of their eyes, their body or from the contortion of their face. But oddly, he had troubled reading the stoic womans current thoughts and emotions.

 

Her eyes were sharp and clear, yet it somewhat covered in fog, appearing like frost glass. Her paralyzed face was expressionless and indifferent like she was born with it, yet she was not exactly mean. Instead, she was rather . . . kind.

 

Her voice was soft and gentle, yet it conveyed power and command. She acted like money was everything, and yet she disliked power and riches.

 

Shes full of contradictions!

He extended his hand at her, and smiled his charmest. I guess this it then. Im looking forward with working with you.”

 

Rozarria stared at his extended hand and looked over at Alvaro himself.

 

Well-groomed hair alternating from black to dark brown. Thick lashes and brows. Well defined face and nose.

 

And those eyes.

 

Eyes that were seducing everyone. Such an alluring pair of light blue eyes almost silvery.

 

Good looks and effortless charms. Suit and tie, covering well-trained muscles.

 

He was the kind of guy who could sweet talk anyone and they would smile right back at him. Oblivious to his dark, diabolical side.

Handsome.

 

That was the only word she could think of. But she was not the type to fall into looks. If she did, she might have rooms of good-looking men filling her entire estate.

 

Alvaro was a little perplexed and somewhat uncomfortable when Rozarria just stared at him as if studying his face. He was about to retract his hand when she accepted it.

 

Same here.”







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ITQ: Chapter 27

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Chapter 27

Tap . . . Tap . . .

 

Evangeline tapped her stylish nails against her desk while looking over the window, ignoring everyones frowns and glares. Even ignoring the teachers warning for her to stop tapping her nails. But the teacher finally gave up when she warned for the tenth time, and still, Evangeline ignored her.

Though Evangeline appeared bored and indifferent, her brain, however, was in a mad scrambles of reasons as to why Eric was absent today.

Could he have gotten sick?

She clicked her tongue at the thought. If only she had his phone number. But the guy didnt even have a phone!

Speaking of phone, she peered at hers and saw Daniels name. She automatically deleted the message without opening it. Not one bit interested at the man who betrayed her trust.

Sighing through her nose, her fingers tapped impatiently. Couldnt wait for the morning class to end.

Bzt!

Her eyelid twitched when her phone vibrated again with Daniels name appearing on the screen. She deleted it yet again and turned off her phone.

She didnt want to admit that she was still pissed from what he did to her. She did, after all, gave him some level of trust. And she was still a human who felt hurt no matter how good she masked it with indifference.

Diagonally behind Evangeline, Daniel was annoyed at watching the former who didnt even read his messages.

 

Forget it. If she doesnt want my apology, then I wont give it to her.

Slumping his back against her leather chair, he mumbled to himself that he wouldnt give a damn about her business anymore. As far as he was concerned, the moment she didnt as much as read his messages, they were finally –– over.

DiiinnNGG!

At the first sound of the bell, Evangeline stood and flung her designer bag over her shoulder before approaching the teacher.

Teacher.”

Hearing Evangelines voice calling for the teacher, everyone was stunned. Some were pinned to a stop from exiting the room. Even the teacher was at a loss.

The teacher finally reacted after a moment. She arranged her glasses on the bridge of her nose, and asked, What is it?

She couldnt help but feel guarded, thinking of what might Evangeline Heart wanted with her. This was a first that the girl actually called her.

Eric is absent today,” Evangeline started, I want to give him a copy of todays lesson, personally. Mind if you give me his address?

. . .

. . .

The onlookers were hit by lightheadedness as they couldnt believe what they heard.

E-Evangeline . . . The Evangeline Heart was asking for Eric Phelps? The school nerd. The most irrelevant character?

Even the teacher was in a daze until Evangeline raised her brow and flashed her famous fake smile.

Well . . . ?

The teacher absentmindedly pulled her record book and flipped it to Erics information, didnt register the reason why Evangeline was asking about it now when there was still a class in the afternoon.

Evangeline didnt waste any second, and brought out her phone. She didnt even ask for the teachers permission as she snapped her camera and took a picture of Erics private information.

She then beamed, which didnt reach her eyes before she sashayed out of the room.

The moment that Evangeline was gone, the room burst into an uproar, and poor Eric, he was drowned in the center of it.




BlackPine Country

 

Inside the Coles secluded mansion.

 

Why are you still so stubborn and prideful?! Isnt it enough that Aunt Emerald died? Now you wanted Evangeline to suffer as well?

 

Upon arrival, Asher barked his thoughts when he faced his old man and grandfather. He didnt understand why Marcos Cole refused to acknowledge Evangeline as his granddaughter. If the old man did, Evangeline would automatically inherit a portion of the entire Coles wealth and she could live like an Empress for the rest of her life without worrying about anything even if she was resurrected hundreds of times.

 

Another thing, Asher was furious because the old man refused to punish Robert Krisnov for what he had done to both his Aunt Emerald and his cousin, Evangeline.

 

At the side, Alexis covered his forehead with his palm as he shook his head. Here we go again.

 

Asher,” Axel Cole reprimanded with a low, yet stern voice.

 

But Asher didnt fear any of that.

 

Why arent we doing anything to that bastard?! Why are we leaving him alone after what he did to Evangeline?! To aunt Emerald!

 

Enough!

 

The loud commanding voice reverberated in the four corners of the private study chambers of Marcos Cole.

 

Ashers lips pressed together. Even though he didnt like it, he still, after all, respected and feared the regal old man, who was sitting ramrod straight on the leather chair, which look more like a throne. The unshakable head monarch of the family, Marcos Cole.

 

With your intelligence, you still dont get it? It looks like I am overestimating you,” Marcos spat.

 

Marcoss deep azure eyes that lost it shine struck fear in Ashers heart and he briefly forgot to breathe.

 

Asher.” Axel eyed his son with disapproval. Do you think with the death of my only sister and mother, father was not devastated? Your grandfather is the most devastated from all of us––

 

Shut your mouth! Marcos snapped.

Asher and Axels body jolt in surprise while Alexis was so nervous that he started to bit his nails in fear for his father and brothers life.

 

If we attack Robert Krisnov out of revenge, what do you think will happen to Evangeline?Marcos asked.

 

Asher didnt cower as he answered, Ill take care of her for the rest of her life. Evangeline doesnt need a man like that. I can give her everything she wanted.”

 

FOOL!

 

All the men present jerked.

 

Idiot grandson of mine! Marcos spat, spit flying as he spoke. Even hes like that, you still cant erase the fact that he is Evangelines father. Even if hes an asshole to her, every daughter doesnt want their parents to suffer. And what makes you think that Evangeline will allow you to destroy a company that she and her mother was a part of? Whats more, if we acknowledge Evangeline as one of us, her freedom will be strip from her! And more importantly, her life will be in constant danger! How many people do you think are out there eyeing our clan?! Cant you think of the consequences before you speak?!

 

Marcos face twisted with anger as he looked at Asher. But then he sighed in surrender when Ashers face reddened with embarrassment and contorted in shame.

 

Marcos breathes, “Axel, give him the folder.”

 

Axel frowned and interjected, Father, hes but a boy. Hes so emotional at the moment––

 

Just give it to him.”

 

Axel hesitated for a moment before he handed a folder to Asher.

 

Whats this? Asher eyed the two older men suspiciously.

 

Read it, and youll know,” Axel said.

 

Asher flipped the folder while Alexis remained motionless. He fought his curiosity to take a peek at the folder on his brothers hands.

 

Scanning the pages, Ashers face turned darker and darker the more he read.

 

Does Evangeline know? Asher asked when he finished reading the file.

Axel answered, “No. We dont have enough evidence at the moment. Its best if she doesnt know. Else, who knows what shell do once she find out.”

 

Breathing audibly, Asher briefly closed his eyes, calming himself.

 

What are you going to do after gathering enough evidence,” he asked, glaring at the two men. His eyes spoke that once he had enough proof, he would not settle less for a fate worse than death.

 

The two older men knew exactly what was going on inside Ashers head based from the boys expression.

 

Make no mistake,” Marcos said, tone laced with the promise of death. Once we gathered enough evidence, even Evangeline cant save her fathers corpse.”

 

Asher smirked. Old man, I think its you who doesnt understand Evangeline. Once she knows, she might as well be the one to deliver her fathers corpse to you.”




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