Buildings passed by in a blur as he sped through the city. As soon as the car stopped in front of Bruxen Inc. Mikhail pushed the door open, rushing to the reception. "Call the jet! I'm flying back to the Philippines." He ordered.
"Okay... sir..." the woman replied, scurrying around the desk for the telephone. Thoughts of her filled his mind with panic. "Wait for me, Tulip. I shouldn't have left you..."
***
"Lara!" Manuel called out, parking the car and rushing out. "Did they have any updates where they last found his car?"
"Where the hell have you been?" Lara asked, folding her arms. "What happened to you?" She held him, looking him up and down.
"I went to his house..."
"You what?!" Lara shrieked, causing everyone in the station to look at her. "Sorry..." She apologized with an embarrassed smile. "What were you thinking?!"
"I know. I'm sorry. But I found this." He held the journal and the paper. "I think we should call it." Manuel suggested. "Well, why haven't you called it yet?" Lara raised a brow. "I—I... I'm... I don't have enough load though." He chuckled, scratching the back of his head.
"Oh you!" She groaned, grabbing the paper from him. "Why do you have to be so stubborn and childish?!" Lara looked at him, dialing the number.
"Hello?"
"Yeah, hello. I've lost all my contacts and I'm wondering what this number is and who owns it." Lara reasoned, putting the phone on speaker.
"Oh! You must've been interested in one of our Airbnbs in Baguio."
"Uh-huh... could you send me the location so I can see if it'll be perfect for our next vacation." She turned to him with a confused look.
"Unfortunately we're already booked this whole week."
"By any chance... does it go by the name of Mero?" Lara asked in suspicion.
"Well, yes! Do you know Mr. Mero?"
"Yeah. Can you send the address I'm with him."
"I'm sorry but I'm not sure if..." then the call ended.
"Frick! She ended the call! And looks like she blocked us too." Lara cursed.
"If it's an Airbnb then..." Manuel stopped. "Then it must be listed online, right?" He beamed, running back to the car. "Hey! Where do you think you're going now?!" Lara yelled, running after him.
"I'll be back. And I'll be back with Raine." He retreated back to her. Manuel pulled her in for a quick hug, kissing her forehead. "Don't miss me too much! I love you!" He shouted, starting the engine.
***
As soon as Mikhail landed, he rushed to get a cab heading straight to her house. "Pick up. Pick up." His phone tucked besides his ear, continuously calling Raine and Manuel.
"Manuel!" He sighed. "Mikey? What are you—-" Manuel answered the call.
"Where are you right now?!" Mikhail muttered in frustration. "And where's Raine?"
"How did you—" Manuel mumbled. "No time to explain, meet me at the location I'll text you." He dropped the call.
"Manuel!" Mikhail gritted, aggressively pulling his hair in frustration. "Take me here." He showed the cab driver his phone.
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Tulip's Destiny
RomanceLorraine Buenez is an artist struggling to make a name for herself. She often paints from inspiration in her dreams dedicating pieces to living her own reality. So when Raine was given the chance to have her first solo exhibit she openly welcomed th...
