Chapter 1 - The Song
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I
Yhera blinked her eyes and tears slowly rolled down. She could not contain herself from crying every time he hears that song of John Denver. It was an old song. A song offered to her by a man who deeply wounded her heart. The song of John Denver... For You...
Yhera could still remember how this song touched her soul that made her fall in love with Jethross...
The song goes on... for you, for the rest of my life, for you, for the best of my life... for you alone... only for you...
It was a promise that Jethross failed to keep.
Yhera wiped her tears and started the ignition of her new, top of the line, black Montero.
Four years ago, of the same month and day, she was totally devastated when she found out that Jethross cheated her. He got married to his long time flame leaving her totally confused and torn. They were just so happy, totally in love with each other, but all of a sudden she heard the news of Jethross' wedding.
What went wrong? Yhera cannot fathom until now... Jethross never showed his face again after she found out the truth. Yhera from then on feared to love again. She became distant to many men who showed her interest. She focused on her dreams and never dared to let go of it. She became a full-fledged lawyer, an inspirational book author and one of the most sought after inspirational speakers.
Four years, Yhera sighed and started to drive her way out of the mall parking.
"Ouch!" Yhera almost bumped her head in her Montero's steering wheel. She automatically stopped her car and glanced at her car's side view mirror. She saw a dashing red jaguar car. She opened her car and walked near the red jaguar car, with anger plastered in her face.
The door at the driver's side slowly opened and an almost six feet tall man came out, with a smirk on his face.
Yhera with hands on her hips, spoke with sparkle of irritation in her tone, "Mister didn't you see my big Montero in front of your one hell of a kind red jaguar?"
Amazed with such question, the man's eyes have been fixed to Yhera's face. Like he was studying the raised eyebrow of Yhera, her heart shape face, nose bridge and small supple red lips; all without any traces of make-up except for a thin face powder.
"What a sweet angel in her outbursts of anger," the man whispered, eyes now raking at Yhera's slender figure, covered with a white sleeveless lacy blouse and tight fitting maong jeans. His eyes travelled at Yhera's perfectly shape arms, hips and toes in stiletto. Her fair, perfect skin with thin cat hairs, top it most.
"Finished doing your physical survey, Mister?" Yhera with irritation asked the man.
"Uhuh, yes! I am Seigfred by the way." He extended his right hand to Yhera with a confident smile.
Yhera looked at Seigfred's extended hand then slowly fixed her eyes on the man's dark brown, a bit chinky and mysterious eyes, a well sculptured nose and lips, and a ruggedly, handsome face. Yhera's heart skipped to beat.
"Well, Ma'am did I pass your physical survey?" The tone of Seigfred Yee seemed so amused.
Yhera's sweet face turned to cherry red, "Err, alright can we check our cars' damages now?" she stammered a little. She ignored the man's intent to have a handshake with her.
"Alright, as you said so Ms. Gorgeous." Seigfred's voice was seemingly on a teasing mode.
Both their cars have little scratches, nothing much to worry; yet, Seigfred offered his calling card and asked Yhera to call him in case she wanted to be reimbursed of the repair expenses.
Yhera look at the name stated in the business card; the name reflected therein was Seigfred Yee. Looking at the position stated, Yhera was no longer surprised when she learned that he is the CEO/President of SYS, Inc., a well known construction and architectural firm not only in the Philippines but also in other Asian Countries. SYS, Inc. was the builder of almost all of high rise condominiums and other types of buildings in the Philippines, China, Korea, Singapore and Malaysia.
"Can I have your business card too Madam?" Seigfred's voice was somewhat pleading. Did she heard it right? The arrogant man's voice was somewhat pleading!
Yhera looked at the man's smiling face but contained herself from smiling back when she handed him her business card.
Seigfred's little chinky eyes widened after reading her business card. "So you are a lawyer? Wow! Nice meeting you Atty. Yhera Kareel Munzana." Again Seigfred offered her a handshake.
Out of professionalism, Yhera accepted the same. As their hands clasped, Yhera was astonished; she felt a voltage that no man made her felt before, not even Jethross. Her heart thumped like a wind in its hurricane mode trying to trample down whatever reservations she tightly kept therein for long.
Seigfred eyes were locked at Yhera's astonished eyes. The man was blatantly showing his admiration to the lady lawyer in front of him.
Yhera abruptly disengaged her hand with Seigfred and hurriedly climbed inside her Montero. She drove furiously, leaving a shocked Seigfred.
Seigfred's narrowed eyes turned into a mystical smile. “Whoahh! What a woman! Fierce!” he murmured.
While driving, Atty. Yhera was too furious. “No man will ever let her feel dumb again, no one! Ever!” she hissed.
II
When Seigfred arrived in his office, he automatically opened his computer and searched for the name of Atty. Yhera Khareel Munzana. He was stunned to see how really fierce the woman was. She placed 8th when she took the examination for lawyers, won a number of sensationalized cases and was known to be a motivational writer and speaker aside from being an author of some legal books.
The young CEO made a deep breath and put his legs over his elegant wooden desk while sitting on his Vitra Grand High back Executive chair. He reached for his landline phone and called his Executive Assistant.
“Rolly, I will be giving you a name. I want you to know everything about this person. Her name is Atty. Yhera Kareel Munzana. I want the details by tomorrow morning.” He then hanged up the phone, without even waiting for his Executive Assistant to reply.
After some thought, he got his mobile phone and dialed the number of Atty. Yhera as written in her business card.
“Hello? Who is this please?” Seigfred could hear Atty. Yhera’s voice on the other line, which was too pleasing to listen to.
Seigfred made a deep breath, smiled and said. “The man with one hell of a car, red jaguar.”
Atty. Yhera was surprised and suddenly fall into that realm of deep silence.
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