Deep love: insatiable lover

After saying that, Lucas realised that the phone had been hung up.

-Is there no one there?

Dylan frowned and muttered to himself, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the car, the atmosphere was quiet.

Vanessa looked out the car window at the receding street, not knowing what to say, Benjamin looked at her in the rearview mirror with an apologetic look:

-I’m sorry, I didn’t think you would follow me.

A good dinner ruined!

-Eat something before you go back, it’s already late.

Vanessa could not be left to starve herself.

-Okay, don’t you have to meet Miss Sanchez after you take me home? I’m going back to get something to eat, Miss Sanchez is more important right now. She hasn’t been back in years and certainly doesn’t know much about Ciudad Pacifica, in case she gets lost.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Vanessa laughed and reassured Benjamin, who was insistent and really worried about Isabel, so he didn’t push.

He left Vanessa at the door of Villa Cazalla, without even getting out of the car, turned the car around and drove off.

Standing in the doorway, Vanessa watched the car drive away before wrapping her coat around her and turning around to enter the house.

He hoped that Ms Sanchez was safe and sound.

Vanessa saw Mercedes in the living room.

-I just got here so late, have you eaten?

-So that Mercedes wouldn’t worry, Vanessa told a little lie. She came over and sat down next to Mercedes, holding her hand: “How are you feeling today? Are you still having a hard time?

-Much better.

Mercedes watched her daughter quietly and saw that she was not upset before cautiously asking:

-Benjamin went to explain something to you?

-That’s it, we’ve just separated.

-Really, what did Benjamin say? What is this Isabel about?

Mercedes immediately tensed and grabbed Vanessa’s hand and asked.

-The two families are friends of the family …

-Even if she was brought up at home as a child, she cannot be allowed to run wild with her nature! Other people’s daughters are beautiful, and so is mine. There is no sense in condemning my daughter for another’s daughter.

-Don’t worry, Benjamin will take care of it.

-Hey, it’s good to be able to handle it.

Mercedes obviously didn’t think much of it either, but when it came down to it, there was no choice but to believe.

If you can’t fix it, the important thing is to shoot the shit.

With this in mind, Mercedes felt another pang in her heart, and her body began to feel uncomfortable.

-Well, it’s late, I’m going to sleep and go to bed early.

-Good.

Vanessa got up and escorted Mercedes to her room before turning to leave.

The moment the door closed, Mercedes’ straight spine immediately bent and she covered her mouth as she walked quickly to the head of the bed and opened the bedside table drawer and pulled out the medicine inside and swallowed it.

Falling onto the bed, he covered his chest and gasped.

This time it took longer than last time to overcome it.

Vanessa, oblivious to what was going on in her mother’s room, returned to her bedroom, took a hurried bath and lay down on her bed without sleeping.

Meeting Dylan was a chance meeting.

There was no denying that the emotions that had been hidden deep in her heart were not as pronounced as before when they met again. She wondered if her feelings for him had really faded, or if she had deluded herself further and it had become real.

Rolling over, Vanessa hugged the stuffed animal tighter and forced herself to stop thinking about Dylan.

He dreamed all night, walking like a horse.

The next day I woke up with no memory of anything, but tired and tense.

Mercedes was not in the living room when Vanessa came downstairs and frowned when she saw Mercedes coming down the stairs shortly after.

-Mum?

Mercedes’ body stiffened imperceptibly for a moment, then quickly relaxed and she smiled in response:

-Well, it’s strange that I slept any more this morning.

-It’s quite rare, actually.

As people got older, they slept especially little. Normally Mercedes woke up at 5. 30 in the morning, but today she was more than an hour late. Seeing that Mercedes looked well, Vanessa didn’t think much of it.

After breakfast, Vanessa headed for the office.

-Chief Vanessa, breaking news!

The office door opened suddenly, and the matter was so urgent that Enrique burst in without even knocking, tablet computer in hand.

-What is it?

-The Moya Group, something has happened to The Moya Group!

Enrique handed over the tablet and pointed to the latest news on it.

-Grupo Moya’s share price drops suddenly and dramatically?

Vanessa raised an eyebrow in surprise, the Moya Group’s share price had remained fairly stable since Orlando took over. Even if Grupo Moya had lost some steam compared to what it was before, it was still a big player for the rest of Ciudad Pacifica.

That is, of course, if they were unaware of the invasion and erosion of Gerardo’s shadow power.

In fact, Grupo Moya’s losses were incalculable, so severe that it was unlikely to make a major breakthrough in the next few years. At a time like this, any company with more weight than Grupo Moya could make Grupo Moya gasp.

Obviously, the worst had already happened.

-Did you find out what’s going on?

-Not yet, but someone should be starting to make a big deal out of The Moya Group.

-It’s Dylan,” Vanessa said suddenly, in a confident tone.

Henry raised his eyebrows in surprise:

-Even if Dylan doesn’t manage any of the Moya Family properties, he doesn’t have to go to such lengths against The Moya Group, does he? What good would it do Dylan, a Moya family man, if The Moya Group were to fall?

-Dylan had returned from dealing with Gerardo and the Moya family, and the death of the Moya family was not important to him in the first place.

Henry’s eyes widened in dismay.

It was the first time he had heard such an inside story, and since it was Vanessa who told it, he didn’t hesitate in the slightest.

-Why? Gerardo is Dylan’s uncle, also from the Moya family. Why did he do it?

Dylan never said anything about this to Vanessa.

But apparently the Moya family’s problems came many years ago, otherwise how could Dylan have left the country at a young age to fight for his life. He was in a terrible situation abroad, even to the point of fighting, if he had not met the Leoz family….

But now all that had nothing to do with Vanessa.

-It’s good for us that Dylan is fighting with his uncle and nephew Orlando. At least neither the Moya Group nor the SJ Group are making an effort to keep an eye on us.

More importantly, they would have no time to harass each other.

I could have a quiet moment and catch my breath.

In the end, he doesn’t care whether he wins or loses.

-Also.

Enrique said knowingly:

-I will be watching and I hope Dylan wins against Orlando.

Henry, who knew less, was more upset with Orlando than with him, so he wanted Orlando to lose.