As Rafael ascended the stairs, he found the master bedroom empty, devoid of any presence.

He pinched the bridge of his nose.

This time, it seemed, it wouldn't be so easy to placate her.

The next day.

Trish arrived at the villa during lunch break.

"When you gave me the address, I thought you were going back to the Grandelle family." Trish looked at the grand villa in disbelief, "Did Rafael really buy this house?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Eileen led Trish upstairs.

"I was afraid you'd be so enamored with Rafael's physique and looks that you'd end up spending money to support him. But," Trish smirked, "With...