become a sensation, had caught the attention of the entire c
e handsome Arturo playing the pian
tie. His thick, black hair was fluffy, making him look even
Due to fear of the financial burden and the gossip, many unmarried
pregnant, she was scared to
the children in her belly would become her onl
plets during a prenatal checkup, she was
time! Since then, she had made up her mind to bring t
he reality proved her right. Her three kids-Dominic, Arturo, and L
claimed Jeannie Ha
rilyn over seven years ago. By a strange t
n and her kids couldn't
mother of the triplets a
ess that showcased her long, slender
diated her unique professional aura as she walked ove
arted his performance, the whole room erupted in applause.
uched. She glanced at Arturo on
re so lucky! Having given bi
"Jeannie, I don't get you. Roland is such a handsom
look and pleaded, "Lynn, give me a break. I prefer
m women?" Jeannie glowered at Roland, shaking her he
Roland popular, yet Roland was ad
Goldmere, and the only trustw
eannie, ask Lynn if you wanna know the answer. The clothes she
branch company instead of us. Well, I guess it's my faul
ched Roland in the chest. "What are you talking about? You
ying the shares of the Chambers Enterpris
rilyn, a flicker o
ause sounded, attracting
ell on this unpleasant stuff. Let's
nnie by the hand, leading t
ffron Spi
music was
e was laden with a feast, but Malcolm didn't hav
of Arturo's competition was playing, and J
ulful piano melody, he sipped
ldn't care less for
traveled the world
one city after another, b
liar eyes would make him miss her more.
verything clean, including the pl
s the strawberry-flavored lol
omy moments. No matter how he drove her away, s
t. After you eat it, you won't feel sad anymore. You'll be over
so lively that they easily
s, he had fallen for strawbe
he car. And tasting it truly
lights making his handsome features even mor
o God not to be so cruel, to let h
felt he couldn'
oblivious to Julian, the sounds from the TV,
oom, "Congratulations to Arturo on winning the N
he camera zoomed in on Art
n, Julian somehow f
ng, "Malcolm, look at this boy. H
ter all, no one could predict the future, especially w
on with his own composition. So his future was definitel