Ang Dalawang Mrs Muhlach - (LeAga Fanfiction)

ADMM: 2 - She's Home

She's a fighter. She believe in the eye-for-an-eye business. She's no cheek turner. She got no respect for a man who won't hit back. You kill her dog, you better hide your cat.

She removed her sunglasses. Her lips turned into a swift grin looking at the overviewed paradise.

She breath, she misses its air. She remembers how this place witnessed her heartbreaks and pains and now that she's back, this place will curse her.

She will shatter this place into pieces.

Under the radiant sun, the gold welcoming signage gleams, proudly declaring, "Welcome to Las Katrina's." Its brilliance echoes the power and allure of the place, a shining beacon heralding an environment of undeniable influence and grandeur.

As they approach the entrance, the windmills gracefully waltz with the wind amidst vast, green rice fields spanning hundreds of hectares.

The scene unfolds like a mesmerizing shade, with the rhythmic dance of the windmills harmonizing with the beauty of neatly arranged palay rows in every corner.

The landscape, a visual feast for the eyes, welcomes them with open arms. The entrance hints at the grandeur that awaits, where high-end buildings and stunning houses stand as beacons of classy design, visible even from a distance.

It feels like a journey to another world, where the fusion of nature and urban elegance paints a picturesque view. A sense of pride lingers in the air, as if the people of this city have something extraordinary to defend and cherish.

As they marvel at the scene, she can't help but whisper, "A Diamond City indeed," acknowledging the rare gem they are about to explore and celebrate.

"Handa ka na bang pumasok ng Las Katrinas, Attorney Lea" Madrigal his father's secretary greeted her, his smile can reach his eyes.

"Hmmmm" mouth remains shut but, eyes can speak. You can see the intention and the evil plan.

With a confident brevity, she responded, "That's not a question anymore." Her gaze traced the skies until it settled on the cityscape, and she pointed with determination.

"The real question here is, are they ready for my comeback?" A playful giggle escaped her lips as her eyes once again fixated on the city below, anticipation and mischief dancing in her gaze.

She smirked, those hypnotizing eyes, it screams for death! The door of death. The final resort. "How can I be substantial if I do not cast a shadow? I must have a dark side also If I am to be whole."

A hushed whisper swept through the air as those chilling words hung in the atmosphere: "The real evil is back." An ominous presence seemed to linger, casting a shadow that forewarned of impending upheaval and uncertainty.

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Las Katrina's, the City of Dreams

Lea, with a curious face tilt her head, turned to Madrigal, her father's loyal secretary, and asked, "What are those people doing?" Her gaze followed the direction of the commotion, seeking answers.

Cloaked in mystery, she shields her eyes behind sunglasses, a veiled barrier protecting her emotions from prying gazes.

With a silent determination, she wore her sunglasses, she navigates the surroundings discreetly, avoiding unnecessary attention. No scenes shall unfold; she moves through the space, with secrets tucked away behind shaded lenses.