Gianna had tirelessly searched for employment, driven by the need to earn a living, and finally secured a position at one of the largest beverage companies in the Philippines. However, in an unforeseen twist of fate, she discovered that her new boss was none other than the man she vehemently despised: Francis Locan, the CEO and President of The Golden Scenery, one of the most renowned wine companies in the Philippines. He was known for his cold demeanor and his aversion to those who sought him out solely for his wealth. But beneath his icy gaze lay a secret he had guarded for a long time. He suffered from a rare condition called monochromacy disorder, which rendered him unable to perceive color and also significantly impaired his vision compared to that of a normal person. Yet, upon meeting Gianna, he couldn't explain why he could perceive the colors surrounding her, a phenomenon that defied all medical understanding. Driven by a desperate hope for a cure, he devised a plan to use Gianna, believing that somehow she held the key to his healing. However, as time passed, his feelings for the young woman became increasingly genuine, despite his repeated attempts to dismiss them. Though he resisted acknowledging it, he found himself ensnared in his own carefully constructed trap. But what would happen when the first woman he had ever loved returned to his life? Who would ultimately hold the most sway over his heart? Would it be the woman who had captured his affections long ago, or the woman who was willing to love him unconditionally, at any time and in any circumstance? And what would Gianna do when she discovered that all the affection and attention she had received from the man she had grown to love had been meticulously planned and orchestrated? Would she be able to forgive him for his deception, or would she choose to walk away?

I went with them to the police station, completely unprepared for the sharp slap that greeted me.


Tears welled in my eyes as I slowly looked up at Rachelle, whose gaze was blazing with fury as she stared down at me.


"How dare you?" she shouted. "How could you do this to your own boss? You're paid well enough, aren't you? So why would you still steal from the company?"


Every pair of eyes in the room was on me—especially Ken's, Sir Asher's, Carl's, Ms. Akeshia's… and his.


"I don't know what you're talking about," I said, but before I could finish, a thick folder slammed into my face.


"These!" she yelled. "These are the proofs of what you've done!"


My hands trembled as I bent down and picked one up. The moment I read it, my knees nearly gave out.


It was a bank receipt—showing a massive amount of money transferred into my account.


Pictures of me entering Francis's office, frozen in moments that made it look like I was tampering with something inside.


"N-no… this isn't true…" My voice broke as tears filled my eyes.


Fear wrapped itself around my chest—fear of their reactions, fear of their judgment.


"Please believe me," I cried. "I have nothing to do with this."


My gaze shifted to Ken. He stood silently at the side, unable to look me in the eye.


"K-Ken… please," I begged. "You know me. Please believe me."


He took a step forward—but Rachelle stopped him.


"Stop right there, Ken!" she snapped. "Don't go near that gold digger! Let her rot in jail! Don't you dare let her out—do you hear me?!"


Rachelle's men were about to drag me away when the one person I wanted to defend me finally spoke.


I looked at him—but his eyes held no warmth.


"Let's go back," he said. "Leave her alone."


And just like that, he turned his back on me.


Something inside my chest shattered, and the tears I had been holding back finally fell.


Chapter 54 - Chapter 54