Chapter 6 What Is Mine

"Diego!" Hannah had actually threatened the secretary with her job, that was why she was in. "She should listen to me, not you," Diego remarked. "But this company is for the family, and I have the right to step into this place..." "This company is entrusted to me, and I have the right to decide who comes in or not. I don't owe you anything since you have your own benefits," Diego's words came out sharp. "Is that the reason why you changed your bride yesterday?" Diego shifted his gaze to the woman behind Hannah. That must be Venessa. She was sitting calm in her seat. "I have no reason to explain myself, woman," Diego said, shifting his gaze back to Hannah. "You got married to the wrong bride. I chose Venessa for a reason. Her family's business is going to add more resources to ours once we merge..." "I have enough power and can earn more..." He stepped closer to Hannah. "If this marriage is something that'll bring more resources, then you don't need to worry, unless there's something else behind it." Hannah swallowed, she mustn't push this too far, or Diego would suspect her. Seeing she had no reply, Diego walked pass her. "At least tell me who you got married to?" Hannah spoke again, staring at his back. "That's none of your business," Diego replied. "Leave, I have a lot on my table." "He is such a dick," Hannah exclaimed in her car. Venessa stayed quiet, not knowing what to say. She recalled how cold and scary Diego was. That was her first time seeing the Billionaire Devil everyone talks about. "This wouldn't have happened if you were there!" Hannah yelled at Venessa. "Don't yell at me. I told you I had an accident. I told Diego's assistant about it." "But it seems you lied. I know you, Venessa." "Well, I'm sorry, but you could have stopped the wedding when you saw it wasn't me. You could have used Old Mavis," Venessa defended. "That was because I wasn't seeing her face. Whosoever that girl is, I'm going to find her," Hannah muttered. "You're not alone," Venessa also said, gritting her teeth. The girl married to Diego is sure lucky but won't be lucky for long. "I told you she definitely has something up her sleeve," Jameson said after Hannah had left. "That still doesn't give you an excuse to bring the wrong bride on purpose," Diego said, staring at the system before him. "Screw your nonchalant attitude. How could you have let your aunt prepare a wife for you when you knew what kind of person she is? When I found Candy, I knew she was lying at first, but since the situation was urgent and she seemed cool, I decided to bring her instead," Jameson explained. Diego didn't reply. "How's Candy?" "I don't know," he replied. "You're such a cold punk, I wonder what that poor girl is doing," Jameson muttered. Diego stopped for a moment and his gaze darkened. ___ Candy's eyes fluttered open as she groaned from the bed. Her body ached from last night's intense activities. He never let her rest for a minute until she passed out. Wait, she passed out?!! Candy's eyes widened with shock. Oh no! Diego had warned her not to pass out, and she did. She got down from the bed feeling sore down there. After dragging herself to the bathroom, she freshened up and drew out a cozy dress from the wardrobe, likely prepared by Diego. Heading downstairs, she found the house empty—Diego must have already left for work. Her hungry stomach led her to the fridge, revealing a surprising lack of food. "Is he a billionaire with an empty fridge?" she mumbled. "Does he ever eat at home?" Considering her options, she decided to play the role of a dutiful wife, planning to visit the grocery store and cook a meal before his return. Glancing at the clock, she realized it was already evening, she must have slept longer than intended. "Thanks," Candy said to the woman who handed the big bag of groceries over to her. She had managed to get a hold of savings and bought all of this, she got a new phone too. Getting outside, she stopped a taxi, but a hand held her and made her turn. "Hello Candy." Candy froze, seeing Natalie standing before her with a light smile. "Stepmoth..." Before she could finish her word, Natalie slapped her hard across the face. Her head tilted to one side, and her lips bled from it. "Take her into the car," Natalie ordered Kelvin. In the car, Candy's mouth was tied, same with her hands, as she sobbed lightly. Her heart was beating fast against her chest, the sense of foreboding surging through her. They were taking her back, and she hated it. She closed her eyes and silently prayed for the only person she thought that could save her. Diego. The car suddenly halted, and Candy's eyes flew open. "The fuck?" Kelvin cursed under his breath. Before them was an expensive Ferrari that had roughly appeared before them. "Check who is that and give them an earful," Natalie said, and Kelvin got down. At the same time, the door of the Ferrari opened, and a pair of black, well-polished shoes appeared as a tall built figure slowly stepped down. Kelvin was a bit overwhelmed by his aura at first, but then composed himself. Natalie, who saw the man's face, frowned hard. This man doesn't seem ordinary. Diving his hands into his pockets, he stepped towards Natalie's car. "Excuse me, mister. Move your car, you're in the way." "Not until I get what's mine," he said, his eyes devoid of emotions. Candy tried to get a glimpse of what's going on but couldn't. Natalie got down from the car and locked the car doors. "What's going on?" The man gave her a look, and without a word, he continued his approach to the car. Kelvin took a long stride and stood before him. "Get your car out of the way, mister." "I won't say this twice..." The man's piercing gaze met with Kelvin's. "Move," he demanded coldly, but Kelvin stood his ground. "No," Kelvin replied, and immediately, the man grabbed his head and hit it several times on the car window until it shattered. Natalie's eyes widened, and Candy flinched inside. Candy heard Kelvin collapse and saw a hand unlocking the car from inside. She heard light steps, and then, the door beside her opened. Blinking several times, her eyes caught those familiar metallic eyes. Diego. Diego helped her out gently and untied the cloth on her hands and mouth. Candy's eyes were teary already, he actually came to save her. Natalie watched the scene and wondered who that man was. "What are you doing out here?" He asked, but the little woman kept staring at him. "You came," her lips stretched into a wide smile. "You came," she said again, louder and immediately jumped, wrapping her arms around his neck tight. Diego froze.