Not A Saint (ENGLISH VERSION)

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IT TERRIFIED the hell out of me about the contents of that box. It turned out to be a glowing maroon class gown that was backless and had a long slit on the side that I think would reach half of a leg when I lifted it. It is surrounded by brilliant and tiny diamonds. Foam padded and no bra needed inside. An asymmetric and glowing gown that appeals to anyone who wears it. There is also a shoebox. When I opened it, there were two-inch glossy stiletto sandals with black feathery straps. There is a small letter glued to the small box.

"You are cordially invited to a party at the Hotel del Casa Event Hall at six pm sharp. I am hoping to see you wearing that stunning gown. I will abduct you if you forget to come." I almost wanted to tear up that piece of note when I recognized who the surprise box came from. This ensures that I will actually attend the party whoever that party has.

Speaking of the demon. The demon is calling me when I heard my phone. When I looked at it, the name that I put him registered there.

I answered the call, but Hi or Hello is no longer existing in the introduction.

"You probably received the box. I am expecting you to come, Celestine, or you will end up abducted. You too, I get easily angry especially when I am not given. You should be aware of that."

My eyebrows rose at what Bellevera said. Hah! That bastard is really on my nerves! "Are you up with something? Whatever you intend, do not pursue. Just now, I am turning down your offer. I will not come."

"Do you want me to pick you up? What I want is what I get, Celestine. You probably know how rich my family is because I am the only heir of Bellevera holdings and properties. I can also turn the situation around and take all the property you have until your mom has nothing left for you. You should know me well. I am not going to a war unarmed and I know I will be rejected." My eyes rolled because he said that. He is actually threatening me right now. "You're going, whether you want to or not, Celestine Alacazar," he said meaningfully before turning off the phone and I couldn't even speak and protested.

I was so nervous that I clung to the phone and swallowed it even though I couldn't crush the phone I was holding in my hand.

I continued to exit. I just left the box inside the apartment. If I'm late. It's his fault because I didn't agree to go to the useless party of the elites. I hate parties. I don't want to do fake people I know they are plastics like has two-faced person. Especially to plasticize and be kind to Ezekiel Bellevera who really makes me face how rich he is.

I went outside and continued what I had planned. When I reached my car, I turned on the engine and drive until I reached the constructed building. That only stopped when Brent died but resumed again after Brent was buried. As soon as I arrived, I was greeted by the engineer in charge of the construction of the building while some of them also stopped what they were doing to catch a glimpse or look at me as if I am a goddess. "Nice to see you here, Miss Celestine." I'm not sure about his name. Brent was the one he always talked to but I also saw him when Brent visited here with me. Brent seems not to have introduced me well to this man. I look at him from head to toe scanning him. He's wearing a white collar shirt with a stitched logo on his right chest pocket area. I guess he was still in his late twenties. He is too young to handle a project like this. "You're in charge of the construction, right? Can I have a word with you?"

He paired me his white teeth forming a smile at me then he nodded from my question. "Of course. Sure."

He took me to what they called barracks.

"These are our barracks. It's a bit smelly but just be patient while we don't have a sensible meeting area and we always keep standing when we have a meeting. Go inside. That's where I'm staying temporarily." "No worries. I'm not sensitive. It won't last long either." I give him a poker face look.

He first sprayed an air freshener and arranged a chair to be a small table that he would have brought closer to the monoblock chair I was sitting on.

"Would you like some tea or juice?" he asked as he seemed to be good at entertaining people.

"Don't bother."

It came in front of me and sat on a pallet opposite me. "I am Engineer Spencer Falcon in case your deceased father did not introduce me to you." "Correction, he is my stepfather." I really don't want him to be mistaken for my real father. I will never accept him as a father. He's an animal! "Yes. Stepfather. Before he died, he had already paid for this construction in full," he said explaining.

"I just came here to stop the construction. Since he died, there is no reason to continue this," I said making my words stronger as I could.

The expression on his face changed. He moved his upper lip and his thin mustache moves.

"I'm afraid I can't give you a refund, Miss. We have already signed a non-refundable contract, even the construction materials. I give him huge discounts so I will have a hard time allowing you. I would definitely suggest that you let the construction finish. I assure you that after three months of rushing time it will be finished since this is my first project. I will give more attention and focus on this right now. It will only have fifteen floors, the two floors will be your agency and the other remaining floors you can rent. Lease to rent is my suggestion."

I just raised an eyebrow at him. Unfortunately, I can't do anything. "Fine. You win. I will wait for you, Mister Falcon for what you are saying."

"Good. I breathed a sigh of relief with your permission."

I stood up before where the conversation would go. He doesn't look pe*vert based on the way he looks at me. I just notice that he looks like I am a pretty thing, based on how many times he gazes at me and looks all over my face.

I AM feeling sorry, I just went back to the car and drove. But there is also a point to that statement by the engineer who introduced himself as Spencer Falcon. I can lease other floors without wasting the construction. We can have the floor on the last floor for a beautiful view.

I remembered another place, suddenly. One-fourth hectare is the equivalent of the inherited resort in Albay that that old man left us. I want it to be renovated. I want to change the name of the resort as well to a private area and I am the only one who will have access to it.

If Engineer Falcon agrees, he might be the one I will hire as my contractor at the resort for renovation. Mom is the only problem. How would I convince her to turn me the resort for the full authority? I don't want a trace of Brent anywhere. Especially since it became our vacation home when I was only sixteen. Brent takes us there for a fun stay.

I went to a restaurant to eat before I will go home. When I finished eating, I would have gone straight to the mall. Now I plan to buy the things I need in the apartment. Single bed and foam, two pillows, small refrigerator, electric pot, and steamer. For even if I don't have a stove, I know I can cook. Maybe I'll buy some groceries so I can grab a snack while I don't have my things for cooking yet.

I headed to the grocery inside the mall before the appliance center. Some canned food, cup noodles, some snacks, bars, and chocolates. Toiletries and other necessities. I spent around two thousand for that in cash.

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I just deposit the four bag items I bought at the grocery and then go straight to the appliance center that is almost next to the grocery.

First I immediately searched the refrigerator. A two-door three to four feet I found fit inside the apartment. It's a personal refrigerator.

I was immediately approached by the selling crew. I just check the prices first. This is the cheapest I took, just fine for my budget.

"Can I request for delivery? I can't take it. I just pay for the additional fee, if needed."

"No worries, Ma'am," the salesman told me with a smile.

I checked the other electric appliances.

"I'll take it," I grabbed the maroon electric kettle. "As well as that little rice cooker."

"Good choice, ma'am. It has already a steamer with it."This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

I handed him the electric kettle and my eyes found the electric pot. Picked up the cheapest brand and then handed it to him.

"Just save me the warranties. Because I'm not sure from what I picked up, for how long the life span is."

"Don't worry, ma'am. We will ensure that everyone has a warranty."

I went straight to the cashier after the salesman detailed to me everything I had to pay.

Because I don't want to pay by credit card, I just used a debit card under savings.

"By the way, I'll take those three items. I'll just ask your salesman to carry it to my car," I said to the cashier as if I am asking permission.