Chapter 3

DangerTristan’s Point of View:

In the morning, I was here in my own company because I had a lot to do and we had a lot of projects with various clients. I was able to study abroad because of Daddy's order so I studied there and graduated with high honors and degrees. We are going to build a building from Santos and they need a professional engineer so they called us. What they want is a three-story building for the different floors of their restaurant. Each floor has a variety of food and another great Chef is the Saints, especially their daughter. So we need to be good so that they do not fail. 

The rest of Mr. Valeria's house we are still doing and the interior is a bit tidy and the whole house will be okay as well because we put up three floors for her daughter. I don’t know who the two of them are and I also have no intention of asking Amara. We fought because of what happened last night at their house and I didn’t really know what she did last night. Noemie is like my little sister and I have been with her on the same project because she is well- known all over the country. She doesn't pay attention to me and so do I and even when I talk to her she is even angrier. When she's angry she will hang out with her friends at the bar and she also doesn't text me and I've called her a few times but still nothing. I let her go first and maybe in case her head cools down I can talk to her properly. 

 "Engineer, Architect Noemie is already here," said one of the engineers, one of my colleagues. 

 “Let her in,” I said calmly and adjusted my hard hat. 

 He nodded and politely left and I immediately saw in the distance Noemie formally walking. Sometimes you really can't see her being soft and she doesn't look like Amara either, I don't want to just talk because I don't know anything in the family they have. 

 "Engineer," She greeted me formally so I smiled sweetly at her. 

 "Architect, good morning," I said and smiled at her after kissing her on her cheek. "Maybe in the restaurant we can talk about the design of the building." 

"Sure!" Noemie in a formal voice and smiled a little. 

 We went to the hotel here in Tagaytay. I immediately guided her to the lobby where there was a double table. I pulled her a chair and she thanked me so the waiter nodded immediately and took our order. She just ordered juice and some sandwiches so I also had juice like her. 

 "So ..." She trailed off. "I've done some designs and I have drafts here you might want to see." 

 "Sure, because I also want to see your other designs and maybe the clients will like something," I replied and leaned back in my chair. 

 She showed me three designs that she had made. I looked at some of her designs and some were just pastel colors and some were beautiful to the eye while others were quite modern in design. 

"Here we can put wooden chairs to look representative," She said and pointed to the one on the right. "And from here we can put glass walls to see the trees because with those glasses they can see the ambience of the whole restaurant better." 

 "I like it," I complimented so she smiled and nodded. "Maybe we can also put furniture on each floor or painting, maybe that would be better and there are also people who also want to see the beautiful plants outside." 

 She nodded her head. 

“Maybe I'll just put a chandelier on each floor and the staircase I'll put a design on. If you let me, I want to look at that building to see what's on the inside. ” 

 "Sure, it's not okay but it's okay to look and it's safe," I said as she nodded and quickly put away her laptop. 

 We stood up and I helped her out of the restaurant and I immediately told her to wear the hard hat for her safety. We talked about what to do with the design and how we would fix the interior. 

She has a good idea because apart from being cheap and the quality of the equipment is also good. 

 "Look who's here ..." I heard Amara's voice so I looked there.

She was wearing a pink jumpsuit and her hair fell to her chest. She also raised an eyebrow at the two of us and her eyes were sharp.

 “So, you’re the architect of this building,” She said. 

"They didn't know that all your designs are old garbage and they even hired you who has no experience as an architect." 

 "Amara ..." I called threateningly. 

 "What?" She said angrily while frowning. “What? You will defend her again like the last time huh? I'm your girlfriend for fucking sake! You must be on my side, not this woman! " 

I sighed. “She is the architect I hired because her designs are beautiful. Why are you mad at her? ” I asked with a frown. 

 "Because she's nothing but a disgrace to our family! She's not in our family and doesn't, know anything about such a thing! She inherited it from her good Sister!" Amara in an angry voice. 

"I didn't come here to argue with you," Noemie said calmly. “I didn’t come here to steal your boyfriend. I came here to work not to flirt. ” 

 "Wow!" Amara in a strange voice and laughed out loud. “Oh dear, did you forget what happened to you years ago? I bet you don't. ” 

I saw the nervousness and fear in her eyes as well as the trembling of her hands. 

Amara chuckled at her and the tears in Noemie's eyes became clearer to me that she was just suppressing by averting her gaze. 

"Oh, why are you scared now? Are you afraid that I might tell everyone what happened huh? ” She said in a teasing voice. "I didn't even know you were a paid woman in a cheap bar." 

 "Amara, fucking stop!" I shouted and Amara's eyes sharper even more as she looked at me. "She's your sister!" 

"She's not ... my sister," Amara said loudly. "He's Daddy's daughter outside and I'll never be her sister." 

 "That's not true." I was swallowed up by the sharpness of Noemie's eyes. "I know you know what you are in our family." 

 I violently grabbed Amara's arm which was stunned and eventually she blinked and looked at me angrily. She averted her arm and she was also able to slap me.

 “What are you doing Amara and why are you being so rude to your sister?” I asked in a loud voice.

 "Because it doesn't matter and I don't like the family we have," She replied in an angry voice so I irritably combed my hair. 

"Look, love ... Noemie is kind, and did you see how she trembled with fear of what you said earlier huh?" I said seriously and she didn't even look at me.

 “Are you defending Daddy’s daughter? Wow! Tristan, I'm your girlfriend so I should be the one you're defending, not her! ” Amara in an angry voice.

 "I'm not defending her, I don’t want to tolerate your behavior," I said coldly and we both looked at her cell phone when someone called. "Who the fuck is Jayson?" 

My face went dark and I saw her avert her gaze and turn off the call. 

"Who's that?" "N-nothing, he's my friend and he's part of my modeling circle," She stammered so I narrowed my eyes at her because I didn't believe what she was saying. "I ... have to go and we'll talk later and I-I'll do something else!" 

 "Amara!" I called irritably but she ignored me and walked away. 

 I took a deep breath and I needed to talk to Noemie. I don't know why she's acting like that but I need to apologize to her because she didn't deserve this kind of treatment. I never saw her again and she just told me to go home and said she would come back tomorrow. 

I continued to take care of the building we were repairing and soon my friend Adonis called and invited me to leave. I took my hard hat and said goodbye to my staff, the manager was there so I wasn't worried anymore. I got in my car and was immediately driven to the bar. I drove quietly until there were two motors on either side of me. I was shocked when they put blood on my car so I immediately rushed over in extreme nervousness. 

My grip on the steering wheel tightened as they spattered blood all over my car.

 "The ... hell?" I said in shock. 

 They were not satisfied and bullets rained down on my car so immediately nervousness enveloped my entire system. 

"D-dad ..." I said softly while gripping the steering wheel tightly. 

 [Yes Son, are you okay?] He asked worriedly. 

 "D-dad helps me," I said softly. "There's someone who tries to kill me." 

[My people are going to where you are,] he said coldly. [Stay on your track, Tristan, my people are coming.] 

I closed my eyes because I was afraid of what could happen to me inside my car.

The knock-on my car got louder so I clenched my fist in anger. 

 "Get out of there!" I heard someone shout outside and I shuddered at the coldness of his voice.

 I won’t go out until people get out of my car. I had no idea what was happening to me and all I knew was that I was dangerous now. 

Who are they and what do they need from me?