THE LIE: DECEPTION TO THE CEO

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Christopher’s parents were astonished by everything that happened and the embarrassing moment their compadres went through. They were embarrassed by what Rocio did with Christopher in front of Amber.

They were attentive to their son’s actions, both with Amber and with their compadre’s daughters. For them, Christopher should have rejected Rocio’s kiss. In spite of everything, he managed to get Amber back to the table where she was before.

-Tell me what you have to tell me and leave me alone! -Your parents seem distressed, I don’t think this will do Don Ozzi any good,” she said, turning her gaze back to him.

-I have nothing with any of my godfather’s daughters,” he affirmed, serious and focused only on her, holding her hands tightly.

-Please, let me go! -I told you, I’m not interested in anything that comes from you. Remember that I am in a formal relationship, with plans for marriage in the future.

-I wouldn’t dream of it! -He growled, “The only way you’ll get married is with me, with no one else, I swear,” he threatened, with a challenging look and trying to take off her engagement ring, which he succeeded in doing.

In view of this fact, she ordered him to put her ring back on, so as not to cause any more scandal. However, he did not obey her. Amber, afraid that Dylan would realize this, angrily and under threat of causing another scandal, which could affect her father, asked him to give her the ring.

Christopher, seeing his parents worried, relented and threw the ring on the table, which she immediately put on. Rising from her chair, Amber left the restaurant and he followed behind her. Rocio, who was angry and jealous, wanted to follow them, but her father did not allow it, calling her attention.

-Amber, my love, please,” said Christopher, “Listen to me! -he begged, following her to the elevator, where upon entering and foreseeing any attack from her, he took her hands back, hugging and kissing her right there.

-How dare you kiss me, after you kissed that creep,” she snarled angrily, trying to hit him with her knees in the weakest part of him, but not succeeding. When the elevator doors opened, some journalists coming down photographed them in that position.

-Borregos!!!! -Christopher shouted angrily to the journalists. He closed the elevator doors again and went out with her, to the floor she marked.

-Please! Christopher Until when are you going to harm me? I imagine that I am the laughingstock, of all those that were tonight in the restaurant -she pleaded, sensitive.

-No, my love! -I will not leave you alone, until you come back to me, because I have proved it to you, I love you and I am innocent of everything that has happened.

“What I did plead guilty of, was following you and wanting to kill you out of jealousy, the day we met at the hotel,” he confessed.

– As if that wasn’t enough! But, as usual! You only do your will without taking into account mine. Don’t you understand, Christopher?” she interjected stubbornly.

“I WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU,” she shouted, emphasizing every word, without opening the door of the room, so that he would not enter.

-That was not what you showed the last time we were together, I felt you throbbing, screaming, moaning for me,” he assured her, “You, like me, cannot forget what was between us, let’s turn the page! Please,” begged the submissive, kneeling in front of her.

-Forget it, Christopher! -She refused. “That will never, ever happen!

“As long as I have life, I will remember every single thing you did to me “in the name of your love” -she expressed, with contempt, which he could not resist and so kneeling, he hugged her tightly by the waist, resting his head on her body.

-I’m sorry, Amber, please forgive me,” he declared, “I’m sorry for not investigating, for not giving you the opportunity to explain why you were there. Also, for wanting you to disappear with my car,” he said, ashamed and distressed.

“I’m sorry, my love!!!!! -he begged, pleaded and even cried.

She, little by little, let go of him and opened the bedroom door, entering the room, without giving him the opportunity to enter. Once inside, leaning against the door, she wept bitterly, letting herself roll down the door until she fell squatting on the floor.

After a while, Amber got up and went back to shower. She, went to bed remembering the kiss that the Procurator’s daughter gave Christopher on her own face, which ignited the flame of jealousy in her.

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For his part, Christopher got up and entered the elevator again, when he left he walked to the restaurant, where he still found his parents, very worried about him.

-What happened, son?” asked his mother, curiously, without taking her eyes off his face, which showed that he had cried.

Lost in his thoughts and unwilling to speak, he signaled the waiter to bring him the bill, looking at his mother, who was waiting for an answer from him.

-Nothing, Mommy! Same old, same old, every time, there is a new reason to hate me and separate me from her,” he said sadly, his eyes teary.

Christopher explained to his parents what had happened that week in court. Of how through reliable evidence it had been demonstrated that the two witnesses who testified against Amber, lied. Being precisely this statement the evidence for which she was sentenced to two years in prison.

Because on the day they alleged that they saw Amber with Dylan at his company, giving him secret information about Morillo & Wood, they were working at Hildegart Fontain’s company, Michelle’s father.

-God, son! She is right to feel so much resentment against you, why didn’t you investigate? You could have investigated and found the truth. How did those witnesses come to testify? Who used them? -asked his mother anxiously.

-Michelle, Mom! She took them. Since it was bad with what I supposedly found out at the hotel, between Amber and Dylan, I let her handle everything. I authorized her along with the lawyers, to report her and have her convicted…


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