"Welcome, Miss Rodriguez. Please come inside; your classroom awaits."
With her textbooks in hand and bag slung over her shoulder, Angel entered the room."Good day, everyone." greeted the principal, "We have a new addition to our class. I will allow her to introduce herself," The principal declared, beckoning Angel forward with a welcoming smile.She pivoted herself in front of the class. The attention of the class turned to her."Hello, I am Angel Rodriguez, a scholarship student transferring here," she said, maintaining a constant smile on her face.The class welcomed her in unison, "Welcome Angel.""Wow, we have a beauty in our class.""Do you want to be my friend?""Scholarship? Then you must be brilliant!" Students murmured, impressed. The principal was done with her work and left Angel to her teacher."Any empty seat?" the teacher asked."Yes Miss Mandy, one is .... here" A girl from behind motioned with her hand, an empty seat at the back.However, silence fell over the class as their eyes gravitated to a specific empty seat in the far right corner- next to the school's arrogant prince, a spot no one dared occupy, a seat beside Evan.Angel's eyes met Evan sitting there. He looked as if he wouldn't be shaken by an earthquake. He was not caring about whatever was going on in the classroom, especially not her. He rather leans with folded arms, eyes closed in his chair.Angel frowned in annoyance. "Impudence!" she murmured undertone to herself.She chose not to care about his behavior either. She was ever ready to speak her mind, fueled by earlier confrontation. But she knew not to get closer to his toxins. Unfortunately, that was the only empty seat."Miss Rodriguez, you can have your seat there." The teacher instructed, directing her hand at the empty seat beside Evan."Huh? Must... I sit there?"The teacher nodded in approval. All the students looked at Angel with fear from the guys and disdain from the girls who thought she was lucky to be seated beside the school prince. Lucky indeed. "Miss Rodriguez, please take that seat," the teacher urged, offering a warm smile. Angel would wish to decline but that was the only seat left. Besides that is their classroom and the annoying prince wouldn't dare mess with her.She confidently nodded and started walking towards the seat. The classroom looked like the villain was making a gruesome entrance. If it had been a movie, the background sound would send fear through one's being.The attention of everyone in the class shifted between Miss Brave and The Demon Prince.As strange as it looked, Angel met the seat occupied by a backpack that was not earlier there. Evan had his backpack on the chair, purposefully to mark his territory."Could you relocate your items? I need to sit," They were thinking Angel would be nervous and shaking with fear. Miss Brave was far from being polite. Her tone of voice was endearing.She placed her books on the table, folding her arms to look at Evan who remained unfazed. Of course, she wasn't going to wait for Evan to move his things, something that would never happen. She moved his bag to his desk, a move that sparked a reaction from Evan. His once sullen expression shifted to one of irritation. Angel arranged her belongings on the table and eased into her seat.However, the demon prince of the classroom abruptly kicked the chair, causing Angel to tumble to the floor with a cry of pain."Ouch! damn it!"Giggles filled the classroom, but Evan remained silent, not joining in. His actions were not meant to amuse, but rather to make a point - Never mess with me!With a pained expression, Angel rose from the floor and slammed her bag onto the table, her face contorted with anger."You insolent brat!" Angel's voice reverberated through the room, silencing the chatter. Yet Evan paid her no mind. He leans by the window, indifferent to the commotion around him, his eyes closed. That infuriates Angel the more. "How dare you...""Miss Rodriguez, Mr. Baristanas, please accompany me to the principal's office," the teacher's voice cut through the tense atmosphere, cutting short Angel's sentence.Evan nonchalantly rose from his seat. To think he obeys the command in one go. But he is a Baristanas and knows too well his status makes him untouchable.As he walked past her, he brushed his shoulders against hers, to Angel's rage."Asshole!"*****At the principal's office."Miss Rodriguez, I will have to apologize for MrBaristanas's actions. I hope you will forgive him." The principal addressed Angel. It was not a wonder to her since she knew the school did not reprimand Evan. "I assure you, Evan will not behave this way again," the principal promised. Out of nowhere, Evan burst out into sarcastic laughter, drawing all attention to himself. He sat upright, fixing his cold glare on the principal."Aren't my parent supposed to make such assurances? Come on, why don't you call Mr Baristanas to come and offer an apology?" His eyes blazed with anger, like a wounded lion."That will be all, Miss Rodriguez. You may return to your class," the principal instructed swiftly, trying to diffuse the escalating situation."Alright," Angel replied with a slight bow, though she had no intention of leaving so easily. It wasn't a bad idea for his father to apologize, yet..."Why don't you demand an apology in person from Chad Baristanas? It should be an honor for you," The question was purely meant for Angel."Miss Rodriguez, please go," the principal urged, but Evan swiftly ran to block Angel's path, grabbing her by the collar."Let me go!" Angel demanded."Evan!" the principal called out."Mr. Baristanas!" the teacher added."Should I hurt someone before he can come here?Call him. I'm sure he will run to this place if he hears his son is causing trouble. " Evan threatened, his eyes ablaze with fury.The tension in the room escalated as Angel directed a furious gaze towards Evan, whose face bore an unrecognizable devilish expression. Evan's grip tightened, signaling to the principal that his threats were serious and she had no choice but to act.As soon as the call concluded, Evan released Angel. He then composed himself, taking a seat in a nearby chair."Your father will arrive in 10 minutes," the principal informed Evan, noting a hint of satisfaction in his reaction. The teacher was concerned and hurried to Angel's side. "Are you alright, Miss Rodriguez?"Angel, fixated on Evan's smirking face, felt frustrated that he had involved her in his problems. She wished she could unleash her anger on him, but realized his demeanor indicated he was not to be trifled with." I once again apologize on behalf of Evan," the principal assured Angel, " I know his father would also apologize upon his arrival. Mrs. Mandy escorted Angel back to her classroom"Angel had no choice but to exit the office with the teacher supporting her by the arm. What just happened in the principal's office was making herraged. "Ma'am, may I use the washroom? ""Right at the end of the hallway. I will leave you here."Right outside, Angel requested and the teacher was polite to guide her there. Her face displayed remorse I er how a new student like Angel had to endure Evan's annoyance.Angel stood in front of the mirror in the washroom, taking a moment to compose herself. It had been chaotic since she arrived at the school all because of one person.But then her face changed into a devilish grin. " To think that your son made my mission simple.He led you directly to me Mr. Baristanas!Now, it's time!"Exactly 10 minutes later.A sleek SUV glided into the school's premises.Taking his time to get down, he appeared charming in his grey suit, his broad and sturdy shoulders commanding attention.His dark, slightly tousled hair, the hint of muscles underneath the coat, and his authoritative strides resonated through the school corridors. His stern expression belied a beauty not to be underestimated.Upon perceiving him, one might easily mistake him for a man in his twenties. The declaration of his true age, 43 years, would undoubtedly spark a debate. Perhaps his slender frame hindered the natural aging process, or perhaps his striking appearance bestowed upon him an air of immortality.He knew the principal's office and needed no guide. The hallway was empty, a suitable environment to address Evan's matters.As he entered the principal's office, Evan was already stationed, impatiently awaiting his arrival— or should we say, Chad Baristanas, as he calls it.The minute he locked a stare w
"The time has come"Angel vividly recalls her strategy. "It appears fate is finally on my side. Now he is in the school, I can't lose this chance" she heaved a heavy sigh. She also checks her uniform, adjusting it well.Confident in her decision yet, anxiety crept in. She glanced at her reflection once more in the washroom mirror, and her heart raced. She was prepared, but as the moment approached, her nervousness exceeded expectations, perhaps even fear. A sharp inhale escaped her lips. The question of whether it was going to work or not lingered in her head. "It has to work... no matter what, I have to meet Chad Baristanas today." She remembered her mother's words clearly. "You must make a lasting impression on him, so he won't forget you every time he sees you, or better yet, dream of holding you in his arms, my darling Angel."Seducing someone as distinguished as Chad Baristanas, a 47-year-old, was no trivial matter, especially for an 18-year-old girl like Angel Rodriguez. But
"So she was faking it?" Mark questioned inwardly. He turned to look at her properly and then he realized the loose shirt. Her pale skin was staring at the man. And her cleavage...?That was not too good a sight for Mark. His jaws tightened. He shut his eyes to shield him from what he was seeing. He had a choice to shove the girl away.But, Evan was also approaching. And Mark could feel the nervousness of the girl in his arms. She had no choice but to tug her face into his coat. "Who is she?" Evan didn't spare the chance to ask. Her face might be hidden but he was not dumb not to notice her features. It hadn't been long since they met each other."Her?... What the hell! " He scoffed irritably, "Of all people, how come she is here?" The displeasure on Evan's face was evident."Wait, you know her?" Mark inquired, surprised by the situation. While Mark was aware they attended the same school, Evan rarely acknowledged girls, let alone interacted with them more than once. He couldn't care
It seems the sun always sets in the south for Evan. He came out of his car with his usual 'I am an angry bird' mood! Home was not a better comfort to his annoying mood.Having had to control himself from confronting Angel in the day was making him angry not to mention the scowl he wore when a servant greeted him."Welcome, young master," said the servant. Evan merely adjusted his coat and ghosted past her into the mansion as if she were a spirit.Standing by the door was an old woman, Vien, in her 60s, waiting for his return. They had all been worried about Evan since they heard the incident that happened in the school. So when old Vien(Nanny) saw Evan through the plain glass door, she hurried her old legs to welcome him."Marlie, Marlie, your son is back." Vien's husky voice came out of the mansion as Evan walked in."Evan, my son," Marlie exclaimed. Evan's expression gave away his sour mood, a fact noticed first by Vien but not by his mother."Son, how are you feeling? What happened
Upon releasing her hands, he gently cradled her face and locked eyes with her."It appears that we have located her," Chad stated.Marlie was shocked at this revelation. She had waited for this day to come but she wasn't expecting this news all of a sudden. "H...h...how?...when.... how did this happen all of a sudden?" she managed to stammer."I chose to confirm it as a surprise, to spare you from any further distress. It was necessary to verify if she was truly our Evelyn.""And now...?" Marlie inquired.Chad nodded. "Indeed, she is. The DNA results are a match. We have finally found her."Tears of joy streamed down Marlie's face, her emotions overflowing. Vien, too, couldn't contain her happiness and shed tears of joy. After the mourning days, there is light for them to rejoice. Marlie fell into the embrace of Chad in tears."Hush, now... you can finally let go of the tears," he comforted while rubbing her back."I always believed my little princess was alive. I just knew it," Marl
"Evan, my dear son," Her words interrupted Evan's movements. "What would you say if your dear sister were here with us today?"A hush fell over the room. All eyes were fixed on Evan, even the servants' eyes were on him. Everyone eagerly awaited his response.Evan calmly set down his utensils, taking his time to process the question. A smirk curled at the corners of his mouth."Who? The dead one? Has she suddenly come back to life?"The tension in the room was palpable. Vein and Marlie had stopped eating, but Chad continued to devour his food."Ahh, You went through yet another pointless test, didn't you? Or perhaps... you found your beloved child... mother." Evan's eyes blazed with anger, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice."Evan..." Vien spoke, her voice filled with caution.Evan let out a cold, sardonic laugh that sent shivers through the room. Chad tried his best to focus on his food, but his grip on his cutlery tightened. Evan then turned to his father, as if the next words were
With an impassive face, Evan turned to face Angel, who stood poised and waiting for a reaction. She was deliberately pushing his buttons.Evan's gaze settled on Angel, and he couldn't help but smirk at her pathetic attempts to rile him. "Do you believe your petty attempts will grab my attention?" he sneered, his eyes flashing with annoyance.Angel's response was one of disbelief. "What?!" she exclaimed, her tone indignant."These desperate attempts... " Evan jeered, his contempt plain on his face. "You think you're the first to try to manipulate me?""Desperate? You?" Angel burst into laughter. That was mocking, her eyebrow raised in challenge. "You're one to talk, Evan Baristanas. You think highly of yourself." Her tone was laced with scorn. "I look for men, not a pretty, annoying girl like you!"Evan steadied himself not to react to being called a girl. But rather retorted. "I suppose you think my uncle will be impressed with something like you?"That was swift and biting."Something
When it came to cake, Evan didn't waste a second in seeking confirmation. It was a surprise to him his mother would go to the length of baking him a cake, only to be met with a surprise splashing of cake all over him."What the f..." His eyes blazed with fury as he spun around to confront the perpetrator, his anger boiling over at the sight of the culprit, Angel. "I might be a trash, but you look like a clown!" Angel taunted, taking her time to make a dramatic exit.Phil couldn't help but burst out laughing at the absurdity of the scene, Evan looking like a clown. "You got what was coming to you! You can't mess with just anyone," he exclaimed, chuckling at his cousin's misfortune.Phil was in stitches, and Evan's cake-covered face only added to the hilarity. The birthday boy looked like a walking dessert, and Phil couldn't get enough of it. Seething with anger, Evan stormed off in his car, leaving Phil to revel in the moment, Angel was long gone before he could even think of venti