Javier and Elvis sat in the mansion garden, with Elvis unable to stop laughing at the funny comments on Olivia’s viral video. The video was gaining a lot of attention online effortlessly.
“Bro, you’ve made Olivia go viral again, but in a bad way,” Elvis said between laughs. “The comments are brutal. People can be so cruel on the internet,” he added, scrolling through his phone and still laughing.
“She really picked the wrong person to mess with,” Javier muttered, sipping his wine. He couldn’t shake the image of the woman who had slapped him few days ago from his mind, and he was growing impatient with his men for taking so long to find her information.
Elvis was scrolling through his newsfeed when he came across an advertisement from an event planning company. The banner picture featured two familiar faces – the woman who had slapped Javier and her best friend. Without saying anything to Javier, he quietly saved the picture on his phone.
“Any updates on the girl you’ve been searching for?” Elvis decided to broach the topic, but dismissed the idea of showing Javier the online post he had seen.
Javier shook his head. “But I have faith that my men will soon provide me with the information I need.”
“Good luck, then,” Elvis muttered, shifting his focus back to his phone.
Suddenly, Fabby walked into the garden, clutching her doll to her chest, and began approaching them.
Here comes the princess of the Reyes mansion,” Elvis teased, placing his phone on the table.
Fabby rolled her eyes and scoffed, “Stop acting like the new guy in our class,” she retorted, standing in front of Javier, who then placed her on his lap.
“Woah!” Elvis exclaimed, “That means he has a crush on you. You’ll have a boyfriend soon,” he said, trying to tease her further.
Fabby scoffed once more, her face twisting in disgust. “Only if he looked as good as my brother. But unfortunately, he doesn’t,” she said, causing Elvis to erupt into laughter. Javier couldn’t contain the laughter shaking his ribs, and soon he was laughing just as hard as Elvis.
“Tell me something, Fabby,” Elvis said, trying to suppress his laughter. He was enjoying Fabby’s cute responses, It was clear that Fabby inherited Javier’s outspoken nature. “So you want your boyfriend to be as handsome as your brother, then what about me?” he asked, pretending to be sad, as he blinked his eyes-lashes.
Elvis continued blinking his eyes, but Fabby just smiled and shook her head. “Blinking your eyes won’t change my mind. I’ll always choose my brother, any time and any day, ” she exclaimed excitedly, running into the building.
As soon as Fabby left, Javier started laughing again because Elvis was so embarrassed by Fabby’s response and his funny expression was making Javier laugh even more, which annoyed Elvis.
“Okay, I admit, she got me. But man, her words hurt,” Elvis said, touching his chest before joining Javier in laughter.
Javier received a text from his father asking him to come into the building. They both stood up and walked into building and saw Reyes in the sitting area, looking tense.
“Dad, you wanted to see me,” Javier said as he sat on the nearest couch. Elvis sat opposite him, crossing his leg.
“Alverdo called me,” Reyes began. “But he sounded so angry over the phone, and whenever this happens, it’s always about Olivia.” He turned to Javier. “What did you do this time?” he asked.
Javier and Elvis locked eyes, and Javier signaled for Elvis not to say a word. Elvis slowly nodded. “Did he tell you I did anything to his daughter?” Javier’s lips stretched into a smirk.
Reyes stormed angrily toward Javier and stood in front of him. Before he could say anything, Helen stepped out of the kitchen wearing an apron.
“Why can’t I have peace in this house without you two at each other’s throats?” she yelled, taking off the apron and handing it to the maid. “Javier, did something happen between you and Olivia?” Helen asked.
“Wait for him to come and he will tell you himself,” Javier said angrily before storming out of the room and heading upstairs, with Elvis following closely behind him.
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Olivia stepped out of the hot tub, her body covered in soap suds from the water as thoughts of Javier clouded her mind once again. She wished he had been the fucking her senselessly just few minutes ago.
Too bad Javier was being so stubborn. But she was confident that she would have him wrapped around her finger soon enough. All she needed to do was play it cool for now, before making her move.
“Uhmm…” she took in a deep breath, feeling even happier when her dad told her about his intention. She could only imagine Javier’s facial expression when he would see her sitting gracefully on their couch, discussing their engagement party with his parents.
Olivia quickly got out of the shower and hastily put on her amazing outfit. She hummed as she applied her makeup. When she was done dressing up and getting all set, she cat-walked like the model she was to go see her dad. As she strode down the stairs, she saw her sister sulking in tears. She hissed loudly, rolled her eyes, and walked past her to go meet her dad.
Alverdo patiently waiting with his hands folded across his chest, watched as she approached. She quickened her steps, smiling pleasantly as she neared him. “How do I look, Daddy?” she asked as she got closer. He returned her smile.
“You look fantastic!” he complimented.
“Just fantastic?” she teased. “Come on, Dad.”
He rested his index finger on his cheek, appearing to ponder the right word to use. Suddenly, he turned to her, wearing a serious expression that almost made her laugh. “Say something, I’m waiting,” she urged him.
First, his eyes moved to her long silver hair, cut into a bob at the front to frame her face. Then, his gaze shifted to her makeup – heavy with mascara and eyeliner, and her lips painted red. His eyes then moved to her neckline, where she wore a bright silver necklace to complement her hair.
A smile appeared on her lips as he looked down at the dress she was putting on. She was wearing a tiger skin designer gown, hugging tightly to her skin, accentuating her curves. It was so short that it stopped right below her thighs, showcasing her long, elegant legs. He glanced down at her feet and his smile widened when he saw the pure glass heels she was putting on.
He nodded in satisfaction. “Just look how beautiful you are. Your skin glows and complements this outfit perfectly. Just by your appearance alone, I know Javier will fall head over heels for you.” He praised her endlessly.
Her cheeks were blushing from his compliments. “Thanks, Dad,” she whispered, giggling.
“Javier must marry you or no one else. You have my word,” he said with determination, pulling her in for a hug. “Alright, Reyes is waiting for us already,” he said, pulling back from the hug.
The security quickly opened the car door for her and her dad, and they hopped in. The driver joined them, and they drove out of the house with several security cars following behind. After three hours, they arrived at THE REYES estate, and she was shocked by the number of paparazzi at the front of the estate.
The security personnel continued to prevent the paparazzi from entering the main estate. As soon as the paparazzi spotted a car approaching, they immediately hurried over to block its path.
“Run over anyone who dares to block your path,” Alverdo ordered his driver, who looked nervous at the large number of paparazzi obstructing their way.
Olivia turned to her father and said, “Dad, we both know the paparazzi won’t leave unless one of us speaks to them. Let me handle it.” She reassured him by squeezing his hand.
“Are you sure?” he asked, clearly uncomfortable with the idea. She smiled and opened the door. As soon as she stepped outside, the paparazzi rushed over, bombarding her with questions.
“Ma’am Olivia, could you please provide some highlights of what occurred at the world-renowned billionaire club house?”
“Ma’am, were you actually humiliated and forcibly removed from Mr. Javier’s clubhouse?”
“Please, address our curiosity. Are the images and video circulating on social media accurate, or have they been altered?”
Olivia nervously smiled and her hands began to sweat before she started speaking. “You all know how envious and spiteful some people can be. The images and videos being circulated on social media are all fabricated. My fiancé and I—–”
Another reporter promptly cut in, “But Mr. Javier Reyes clearly stated on the live video being recorded by those present at the scene that you are not his type of woman and would have nothing to—–”
“We were just arguing, which is normal for any couple. It’s not the first time we’ve had a disagreement, so it’s normal,” she snapped at the woman who asked the question, glaring at her.
“Please ma, can—–”
“Oh, please. Enough with the unnecessary questions. This issue is between me and my fiancé, and I don’t see why you’re getting so stressed out over something that doesn’t concern you. As you can see, we were on our way to my future in-law’s house before you stopped us. So, can you please excuse us?” She asserted, still smiling as she watched them whisper to each other before making way for them.
With a satisfied smirk on her face, she stepped into the car while her dad watched in amazement. The road was clear as the car effortlessly pulled into the main building.
As our car approached, the huge black gates automatically opened and closed behind us as we drove into the outside garage. Stepping out of the car, Olivia was greeted by one of the most magnificent buildings she had ever seen, looking huge and beautiful. She was truly stunned by the equally beautiful surroundings. Numerous latest, super-expensive cars were neatly lined up in the garage, surrounded by breathtaking flowers being watered by the house workers to keep them alive and glamorous.
She took a deep breath before facing her dad, who quickly noticed her excitement as he led her into the main building. They walked into the living room and her dad sat down on a couch. She noticed everything was sparkling and thought, “This is what they call money.” As she turned around, she saw two big frames on her right and moved closer to admire them. She fell in love with Javier’s framed picture and smiled as she ran her hands along the frame.
She glanced at the second frame next to Javier’s and observed the uncanny similarity between him and the little girl in the second frame. They shared the same eye color and pointed nose, but had different hair colors. She was essentially the female version of Javier.
Olivia sensed someone behind her and quickly turned around to find the pretty little girl from the frame glaring at her, clutching her doll tightly. Despite the scowl on her face, the girl had an innocent and sweet expression. Ignoring the glare, Olivia crouched down and placed her hands on the girl’s shoulder with a soft smile.
However, the girl pushed her hands away in disgust and yelled, “Who are you!?”