“DON’T TOUCH MY MILLION PESO GOWN WITH YOUR DIRTY HANDS, POOR HELPER! ” – KATRINA’S SHARP SCREAM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE MANSION HALL, ACCOMPANYED WITH A LOUD SLAP ON MARISOL’S FACE RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER RICH FIANCÉ.
Everything has been stopped. The only thing that can be heard in the Santos family’s luxurious living room is Katrina’s violent breathing.
Marisol kneeling on the floor, holding her blushing cheeks. The luxurious fabrics of the wedding gown that Katrina welcomed are scattered on the floor.
“What a year, Katrina! That’s way too much! “Angelo, Katrina’s billionaire heiress and fiancé, while trying to help Marisol stand up.
“Don’t take her side, Angelo!” Katrina’s angry bully. “That’s just a despicable maid! She wiped her shoes with my gown fabric! Do you know how much that is? His family couldn’t afford that even if they worked their whole life! “
Marisol looked up. No tears in her eyes. Instead, a cold smile shone upon her lips that raised goosebumps.
He stood up slowly, rocked his simple uniform, and looked Katrina straight in the eye.
“Did you think, your money buys everything, Katrina?” “Misol’s gentle question, but her voice is full of authority.
“Oh, you’re still answering! “Katrina is about to slap Marisol again when the big door of the mansion suddenly opened.
An elderly man came in clothed, followed by five bodyguards carrying expensive documents. This is Atty. Dela Cruz, the most famous lawyer of the richest families in the Philippines.
“What kind of fuss is this? ” serious question of a lawyer.
Katrina was run by Atty. Dela Cruz. “Atty! Good to have you guys here! Get rid of this rude maid! He robbed the Santos family of honor! ”
But the lawyer ignored her. This passed her and walked directly towards Marisol. Everyone was shocked when Atty suddenly bowed down. Dela Cruz in front of the “helper. ”
“Good afternoon, Senorita Marisol Cojuangco-Santos. Here are the papers for transferring 70% of shares of the whole Santos Group in your name, according to the last legacy of your late grandfather,” the lawyer said respectfully.
Angelo’s eyes got bigger. Katrina got her jaw dropped.
Señorita? Cojuangco-Santos? The richest clan in the country that owns the land this very mansion stands on?
Marisol looked at Katrina, who is now pale and shaking all over her body.
“Now you know who is the real owner of the gown you wear, the mansion you live in, and the man you will marry… Marisol whispered while slowly approaching Katrina. “… are you ready to experience hell? “
Suddenly Angelo’s phone rang, and his father’s voice on the other line was filled with fear: “Angelo! Our company has collapsed! Someone just bought all our stuff today! ”
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