Leo’s eyes widened at what he heard from the manager.He shook his head and protested.“No, it’s impossible! How can you say that man is the owner if he is just poor as a rat! “Leo mocked.“Until now you don’t believe that I’m not a poor anymore or maybe you can’t accept the fact,” Evan chuckled.“It’s a lie! Don’t make me fool! “Leo said with anger.“Better leave now if you don’t want to see me, Leo “Evan smirked.“or Better drag him away out of this place,” Evan commanded the manager."You can’t drag me out of this place!" Leo declared, a newfound determination in his eyes.Leo's anger flared even more at the revelation. He couldn't believe that Evan, of all people, was now the owner of his favorite hangout spot. Feeling a mix of shock and defeat, Leo turned to the manager and tried to plead his case. “No! “Leo protested."Please, there must be some mistake. This is my sanctuary, my safe haven so you better leave. You can't let him just kick me out like this," Leo pleaded, his voice
Their conversation was interrupted when Evan, suddenly appeared before them.Leo frowned, not entirely pleased to see Evan after all that had transpired between him and Andrea. But before he could say anything, a police captain approached Evan with a respectful nod."Mr. Winston, I’m glad to see you again,” I said.Mr. Sanchez came up and saw Evan and approached him with a big smile.“I want to thank you for your assistance in helping to pay the bail for me," the captain said, surprising both Andrea and Leo.Leo's jaw dropped in shock as he turned to Andrea, who looked equally surprised by the turn of events."Evan, you helped pay the bail?" Andrea asked, her voice tinged with disbelief.Evan nodded, a sheepish expression on his face."I know we haven't always seen eye to eye, Andrea. But when I heard about your father being arrested, I couldn't just sit back and do nothing. Mr. Sanchez called me and I felt it was the right thing to do."Leo couldn't believe what he was hearing. Despi
Evan and Elias chuckled as they drove through the dimly lit streets, the distant hum of the radio filling the silence between them."Can you believe Leo's reaction?" Evan exclaimed, shaking his head in disbelief."He was fuming when he found out I helped Mr. Sanchez out."Elias smirked, glancing over at his friend. "Well, what did he expect, Boss? Mr. Sanchez is in trouble, and you were the only one who could help him out. Leo should be thanking you."Evan nodded, a determined glint in his eye."I know, but that's just the kind of guy Leo is. Always looking out for himself, no matter who he steps on in the process."As they continued on their ride, Evan couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction wash over him. He had done a good deed, and even though Leo was angry, Evan knew he had done the right thing."So, what's next, Boss?" Elias asked, breaking the silence once again.Evan smirked, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Oh, I have a plan. A plan that will make Leo regret ever cros
As they stood by the bedside, Marga's whispered words echoed in Evan's mind. He had always been known for his aloof and unfeeling demeanor, but the raw vulnerability etched upon Marga's face shattered his icy exterior.Memories of his own parents, lost tragically in a car accident when he was a child, came flooding back. The unbearable pain and loneliness he had endured in the aftermath of their passing left an unhealed wound within him."I understand you, Marga," he murmured, his voice uncharacteristically gentle, "I know what it's like to lose someone you love so I can’t let your mother died without doing anything for this matter."Marga turned to him, her eyes filled with both gratitude and surprise. She had never expected such empathy from the cold and distant man she had encountered before."My parents were killed in a car accident when I was young," Evan continued, his voice trembling slightly. "I was alone, and I didn't know what to do,""But you survived," Marga whispered, "Yo
One week laterIn the tranquil aftermath of a successful surgery, Marga's mother lay peacefully in the hospital bed, a testament to the skilled hands of the surgeons. As she drifted in and out of slumber, Marga sat by her side, her heart filled with a mix of relief and anticipation.Evan, who had been a constant presence throughout the ordeal, had transformed into a beacon of support and compassion. Gone was the enigmatic facade he had maintained before. In its place was a warmth that melted Marga's reservations.“Sir,” Marga began hesitantly, “I... I want to thank you for everything you've done.”Evan turned to her, his eyes reflecting the genuine concern he felt.“It's the least I could do, Marga. I know how much parents mean to us,”Marga's heart skipped a beat as she realized that Evan's kindness extended beyond mere obligation.“You know, I never really understood you before,” she confessed. “You always seemed so... distant, Sir”A hint of sadness flickered across Evan's face. “I
CARTER'S MANSIONIn the soft light of the bedside lamp, Andrea couldn't find peace as she tossed and turned, her mind filled with a whirlwind of emotions. It had been months since her heated argument with Leo, and the pain of their shattered relationship weighed heavily on her heart.After enduring Leo's physical abuse countless times, Andrea finally gathered the courage to confront him. She had hoped to mend their bond, to bridge the gap that had grown between them. But Leo's response crushed her hopes."Where have you been?"Andrea's voice was barely a whisper as Leo stumbled in, his eyes bloodshot and his breath reeking of alcohol."None of your business,"Leo snapped, his anger palpable."You're still hung up on Evan, aren't you?"Leo accused her.Andrea's heart sank. She had never given Leo a reason to doubt her feelings for her ex-husband. The accusation wounded her deeply."That's not true," she protested. "I love you, Leo. I just want us to work things out.""Work things out?"Leo
Evan lounged on the couch in his cozy living room, engrossed in his phone.The sound of his wife, Andrea, bustling around in the kitchen filled the air as she prepared their breakfast. Five years of marriage had brought Evan immense joy, especially with Andrea by his side. However, there was always a tinge of unease when it came to her parents, particularly her mother. Mrs. Sanchez had a reputation for being demanding, which often left Evan feeling a bit intimidated. She was descending the stairs, clad in a striking pencil skirt and a perfectly tailored jacket that accentuated her figure. Evan's heart skipped a beat, knowing exactly what was about to unfold. It had become a routine for Mrs. Sanchez to ask for money, claiming it was for various expenses. Evan, not wanting to upset his mother-in-law or create any tension within the family, had always obliged. "Good morning, mom," Evan greeted, rising from the couch. "I need some money to splurge at the mall today," she stated, h
Mr. Sanfuente forcefully pushed him away, his face twisted with rage. "How dare you touch me with your filthy hands." he spat, his voice dripping with disgust. "I can't wrap my head around this. After all the hard work and dedication I put into your company, is this all I get?!" he exclaimed passionately. "Like you said." Mr. Sanfuente smiled coldly, "It's MY company."The Security guards barged into the office and grabbed hold of his arms. Evan didn't resist anymore and followed their movements out of the office.His mind filled with thoughts of his uncertain future. He had lost his job, had no savings, and a bitter taste lingered in his mouth. It was hard for him to accept that this was how everything had come to an end. As he packed up his belongings, Henry approached his cubicle, his expression mirroring Evan's shock and concern. "I can't believe this, man. I'm so sorry," he said, his voice brimming with genuine empathy. Evan could only nod, unable to find the right words to