Patricia Wilson
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The third point of view : "Neon, what do you think about being my son?" Niklaus asked the ten years old boy. This was three years after his mother, Jennifer was locked up in an asylum. He had watched the way the boy interacted with his kids and they were good with each other, although Allen once in a while posed to be a problem, it was nothing he couldn't handle. Honestly, he had thought Reina would be the greater problem since this was the son of a woman he had a history with and who nearly…
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The third point of view: No one bothered to ask Ailee why her cheeks were looking like an overripe tomato as they were busy getting prepared for supper. It was only her twin who looked at her and suddenly his gaze narrowed at her suspiciously and that made Ailee uncomfortable. "Why are you staring at me that way?" She asked, irritated by his unwavering gaze. "Why does it look like you did something bad?" Allen asked, scrutinizing her. "Hey," She retorted, "Just because your soul is tainted…
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Ailee's point of view: "One thousand what, my dear?" Niklaus was in a state of utter disbelief. How could this be? "One thousand dollars, father," Ella said this time. Of course, she would always support her sister. "Why that much amount though? The makeup session was just for ten minutes," Niklaus carefully asked. "Because," Elsa as expected took it upon herself to explain, "The materials used are topnotch, so it's the highest quality there is - mother can confirm that," "Of course mother…
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Ailee's point of view: Sometimes I can't tell if I should be grateful to have been born into this family or not. Our family was rich and influential yet different from the others and that can be evidenced with Niklaus lying on the couch while Elsa and Ella applied makeup on him. To be honest, I get jealous a few times of the relationship between the triplets and father. Unlike us, we didn't share all of our childhood with Niklaus and it irritates sometimes whenever I see the triplets being jolly with…
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Warning: Violent scene ahead The third point of view: In a certain morgue, a man stood over his son on the steel table who looked pale, well, because he was dead. Although the man had an indifferent expression,?there was evidence of pain and sorrow in his eyes. His hand fisted around the steel and he took a long deep breath before motioning to the funeral director to take over. He then walked out of the morgue with quite an entourage behind him. This man was no other than Mikhail Vladislav,…
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The third point of view: How is he any different from his father? Pedro mused over the question. So many people had asked him that and it was time to make his stand. No, he was different. Unlike his father who was obsessed with getting a son and made sure his female daughters got nothing from him or were exterminated, he was simply saving himself. He would never love that child from Natasha - if indeed it was his - and the Isabella he knew would never accept the baby either. The baby wouldn't need…
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The third point of view : "Pedro!" "David!" Both men hugged each other with smiles on their faces. David had been one of Pedro's acquaintances at the university he studied. Although both were from different departments, they clicked at their first meeting and became friends afterward. After graduation, Pedro took over Fernandez's business while David his rightful position as the director of his father's hospital. Their hospital was one of the best in the city and there were branches across the…
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The third point of view: "Alright, you're having a healthy baby. Nothing seems to be wrong so far," The ultrasound technician said to Isabella who rolled down her shirt and got up from the bed. Today, she had an ultrasound to make sure the baby was alright. Her child would be a shocker to the whole family and of course, a great gift to Pedro. A smile crossed her lips at the thought of releasing the news to Pedro on their wedding night. He would be delirious with joy. "By the way," Isabella…
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The third point of view : Andrew hugged her so tightly that Maggie thought her lungs were being crushed. "Andrew, let go," She tried to push him away but he was very strong. God, she couldn't do this. She prepared to attack by kneeling him in the guts but Andrew read her body language and shifted his body slightly such that she ended up kicking the air. However, that opening was everything Maggie needed to release her arms and Andrew knew that. So, they began to And that scuffle quickly…
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The third point of view : "You're finally home," Sakuzi said to the figure walking up to him. "Yes, master," Maggie replied with a smile on her face and upon reaching Sakuzi, got on her knees, took his hand, and placed it on her forehead before kissing the back of it as a sign of greeting. "Seriously," Sakuzi sighed, withdrawing his hand immediately while Maggie smiled up at him. Even though it's been ten years already, the woman still hadn't given up on her mode of greeting him. "You should…
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