Rising From Ashes: The Heiress They Tried To Erase
Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband's Regret
Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After
The Phantom Heiress: Rising From The Shadows
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me Now
Jilted Ex-wife? Billionaire Heiress!
Beneath His Ugly Wife's Mask: Her Revenge Was Her Brilliance
Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!
The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life
Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine
SHEENA
Sheena slid the bright yellow curtains of her bedroom window to let the sunlight in before pushing open the window. The cool morning breeze caressed her face and exposed skin as she rubbed her hands on her arms while looking up at the sky.
“Good morning, Drake,” she whispered and stared at the sky as her heart felt heavy with emotions, remembering their old days.
With a sad smile, she turned around and went on with her daily routine before walking out of the apartment building.
She was checking the contents of her bag while walking at a fast pace when her head hit something or someone.
“Ow!” She looked up at a charming face with piercing blue eyes, dirty blond hair and a wide smile.
“Cyrus! What are you doing here?”
“Get in the car first. Look at the time!” Cyrus opened his car door for her and she debated for a few seconds before getting in.
“Thanks!”
Cyrus got into the driver's seat and they drove away.
“So! What brought you here?”
“A woman!” Cyrus took a quick glance at her as she gave him a bewildered look.
He laughed loudly in his gruff voice and said,
“Look at your face. You can't believe it, right?”
Sheena stayed silent and stared at him with an amused smile while twirling a few strands of her silky blonde hair around her finger.
“Okay, hear me out,” Cyrus began.
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The car came to a stop in front of the Beans & Cocktail Cafe Bar. Even though she'd worked here for over two years, the sight of it still made her smile. The wooden signboard gave it a cosy vibe, and the violets in the hanging baskets matched the blue paint on the front door.
“See you later!” Sheena said with a faint smile and was about to open the car door when her phone rang and Little Blooms Orphanage caller ID flashed on the screen.
“Good morning, Agatha.”
“Good morning, Shaila. Are you coming today?”
“Of course. I'll be there after lunch. Why? Is everything alright?”
“Actually Shaila, we have a problem.”
“What happened?”
“We found a little boy crying outside the orphanage early this morning. We waited to see if someone would come to pick him up but no one came. There is a bag with him too but we'll talk about that later. Right now he is crying nonstop and no one has been able to calm him down yet. All the kids here love you, maybe you can….”
“I am coming right now. Don't worry,” Sheena spoke up before Agatha finished her sentence.
“But the cafe?”
“Rose will handle everything. Don't you worry,” She ended the call and Cyrus looked at her questioningly.
“Do you need to go to the orphanage? I can take you.”
“Actually…yes. But you shouldn't slack off from your responsibilities. Won't it waste your time?”
“Nah. Don't worry. Let's go.”
“Wait a minute. I have to inform Rose.”
She went inside the cafe while Cyrus waited in the car. Sheena greeted everyone at the cafe and asked her assistant Rose to handle the cafe without her for a day.
Sheena opened the car door after five minutes and slid in.
“Let's go!”
“Shaila, the mother of all kids, reporting for duty,” Cyrus said in a teasing tone, making Sheena laugh.
“For how long are you going to use this fake identity?” Cyrus asked and Sheena quieted down.
She shrugged her shoulders and said,
“As long as Rosario is free or alive.”
“Why don't you return home? You'll be protected 24/7 and can live freely. You were once my secretary and financial advisor. Now because of this fake identity, you can't do what you are qualified for. Don't you think you are wasting your bright career?”
She shook her head and Cyrus added,
“Okay! But at least let James appoint a couple of bodyguards for you here.”
“Cyrus! Stop. You know I can't let anyone here know my real identity or they'd be in danger. What if Rosario ever doubts me and uses others to get to me? My fake identity is better for everyone here.”
Cyrus stayed silent for some time before speaking again as Sheena was looking at the street passing by.
“It's Drake's death anniversary today, right?”
She turned her head towards Cyrus and gave a sad smile before nodding her head.
“You remember?”
“Of course. Chris…..uh..sorry.”
Sheena let out a forced chuckle and said,
“It's okay. You don't need to stop thinking or talking about your brother or abandon him because of me.”