Chapter 2: Meeting his Darling

Liam's point of view.

How dare a second class girl slap me and throw water onto my face, and even in front of my business associates.

I looked in the direction in which that arrogant woman had passed.

I will not leave this Castillo Girl. i will make her life a living hell.

I walked out of the party while avoiding the media. Thank goodness, they were not allowed inside the hall otherwise this slap would make a big scandal. My first day in Philippines after six months has lead to what? A slap? I will not allow. I need to do something. I will get my revenge on that bitch.

"Jason!" I stylishly take out my cell phone and dial my best detective who has always provided me with whatever information I need within a small period of time.

"Am I dreaming or Mr. himself Liam Velasquez called me? "He speaks in his usual 'nothing matter' tone to get a rise from me.

God knows how he does his work on time when he is never serious!

"I'll get you to work."

"What job, my king?" he mimics like a maid in the court of a king.

"You have to find out about a girl." I said in an irritated tone.

"What? Woman? Am I really dreaming that Mr. Velasquez and I will work for a woman?"

Tss.

"It's a serious matter, Jason." And bark.

"I know, I know, matters related to girls are always serious who is this lucky woman that Mr. really wants to investigate. Velasquez? Hmm. " He again teases me.

"Keep talking nonsense and I will appoint some other detectives to do the work!" I bark once again.

"Alright, alright! Don't get mad. I'm serious." he suddenly decided to act professional.

"I want to know about the full history of the daughter of Harold Castillo. The one who is quite less famous."

"Noted boss. By tomorrow morning, you will have all the details of Hazel."

Who the hell is Hazel?

"I want history of Castillo's daughter not your new girlfriend named Hazel." I bark irritated. First, that woman broke my mood, now Jason will add it.

"Boss, Hazel is the same girl you see, I'm a detective so I have a lot of information on rich people, moreover Hazel is not Mr. Harold's daughter but his niece. "

So her name is Hazel.

"I hope that this time also you will not disappoint me." I order him.

"Yes boss! Detective Jason on duty. I will now bid you a day as I have to find about a girl and it's not easy. " After the person on the line said that he immediately turned off the call. With an evil smile on my lips, I approached the valet who would take my car to me from the parking lot.

this Hazel is going to regret her actions on tonight's party.

SMOOTHLY driving my car from the packed street I take a left turn toward the highway toward my mansion in Philippines. Three hours ago my secretary suddenly called me and said I needed to go to the important party. so again, sidelining my family I came to this party directly from the airport. My darling grandma has already called me so many times in the last two hours and I know she is already waiting at the door. I am happy because I will see my grandmother again but that woman ruined my night. Shit!

I couldn't help but slap my fist on the steering wheel as I thought back to what happened at the party.

I stopped my car at the front gate of my mansion where the guard stood with a smile on his face when he saw me. he opened the door and I just nodded back at him. I drive the car into the driveway of the mansion and move toward the main gate after taking a deep breath to control the rage burning inside me.

I got out of the car and applied the sweet smile to my lips.

"Darling!" I call loudly enough for my Grandma who is standing at the door waiting for me. she is the most the best person for me. She gives the love that my parents should give me who is busy with what they call charities and parties.

"Liam." my grandma lovingly calls me and engulfs me in her warm hug. This is my home. This hug is my home. "I missed you my grandson!" I didn't realize that she was crying. She is really very emotional when it comes to me that makes her the best.

I broke the hug and looked at her lovingly. she is the only woman in the world that I love and trust. Other than that, I don't want other women anymore and if I were to make a list it would definitely be long.

"You know darling these tears don't suit your beautiful eyes." I wiped away the tears with my thumb finger and gave my sweetest smile.

"Why don't I cry? My grandson who arrived after so long from Canada instead of visiting me is even earlier to find a wife for him." she pouts like a child.

"What do you mean Grandma? I went to the party to meet my other business associates, not to find a girl. You know my past experience with girls. "

"Don't lie to me," she pulls my ears angrily. "I'm your grandmother and I know anything about you." she smiles teasingly. what did my grandmother find out?

"I didn't understand." I gave her the best 'i don't know a thing' look.

"I know you found a girl at that party with whom you were dancing like couples do these days." then grandma pulled the cellphone out of her coat pocket and showed it to me. There is a picture of us with a woman who is very close to each other while dancing.

but who the hell leaked this photo? I thought my PR Team had everything under control then how come this photo leak?

"I have already decided. This girl will be your wife"

Whaat?

No! I know that once Grandma has decided that she will be my wife I will make sure no one can stop her. I have to change her mind from marriage track and especially from this second class girl.

To be Continue...