rn in his eyes. "Are you absolutely certain about this, my l

ilippines?" inquired the butler again, his countenance a

's family, offering solace and understanding when no one else could. He was the sole individual who tr

girl's vehement reluctance to return to that plac

ed to the elderly gentleman, her gaze fixated upon

he young lady, who, with an air of impatience, ref

ts!" Her words hung in the air, commanding attention. Her asser

radiction, particularly when it came to matters of utmost importance. The guardian of the yo

ire," he spoke softly, his voice carrying a hint of understanding, "then I shall acqui

l ambiance of the young lady's office was abruptly shattered as an uninvited guest made a

ded the girl's friend, who brazenly entered the premises without the courtesy of a knock. The yo

caping his lips. His amusement was directed towards none other than the cheri

r delicate eyebrows in surprise as her dear friend breezed into her priv

ners of her lips. In a sudden burst of amusement, her friend emitted a playf

y unique lineage, she embodied a mesmerizing fusion of Filipino and American roots. Wendy Jane's infectious energy an

nd playfulness more commonly associated with a mere twelve-year-old. "And as if I'll let you, how about your brother?"

world. It was this shared sense of loss and abandonment that forged an un

ere engaged in conversation with the butler. Remarkably, he acquiesced to my request solely on the grounds that my brother h

rched an eyebrow before shaking her head. Her friend, with a pen

spoke with a resolute tone, "Well then, my dear friend, it appears that our d

rld beyond the confines of the building. Lost in a sea of thoughts, her mind wander

and nostalgia washed over her like waves crashing against the shore. The sights, sounds, and scents of their homeland danced in her imagi

her best friend's ceaseless lamentations about her

uine joy. The young maiden instinctively raised her delicate hands to shield her

ff here on my private jet. Really pay attention.' A subtle snort escape

d!" The woman's voice reverberated through the air, cutting through the surrounding noise and capturing the attention of all who were present.

eace sign as the reporters approached them. A torrent of profanity surged through the

rters, her bodyguards forming a protective shield around her. Their collective presence served as an impenetrable

refully guarded secret known only to a select few. However, in a land where gossip thrived l

ilipino people effortlessly unraveled the tightly woven threads o

riosity in his eyes, approached Miss Goo

s Goodfield," he began, his voice laced with intrigue. "Might y

ering growing your operations in this location?" A repo

t questions when she instantly proceeded to ask a

rself, saying, "Next time, they wi

red, "Do you have a boyfriend, Miss?" When confronted with th

osest buddy at all times. Sincerely answering, "I don't have

e time has come to respond to a query. They are going to realiz

e responsible for taking care of the reporters as well as their security personnel. Almost imm

ware that our reputation extends around the globe. A lot of men are crying right now because they

y established herself as a successf

business. She provided a response to the reporter's query because she wants to be

e to act however she sees fit. She always manages

p until this point is the one she intends to pursue o

and no one else, and because of this, she is wi

ilippines on business-related errands." Her

all of her secrets and that she does not keep anything from her. She remained silent and did not make any sou

're here at your mansion, MM; it's really b

iness and her sorrow. The home that she had avoided going to for more

ing has changed; everything remains the sa

touched the floor, it was a reminder of the times in t