Deep love: insatiable lover

-Stop talking about the news! Immediately publish more explosive news and get someone to lead it so that everyone focuses on it. Minimise the impact of this story.

Upon receiving the news, Dylan immediately set in motion a series of actions.

Matthew did not ask another word and took it step by step, one instruction at a time.

After much of the evening’s urgent public relations had calmed the internet, everyone’s attention was diverted to the more explosive news. Only after a thorough analysis of the report did Mateo dare to come forward to Dylan to respond.

Outside the window dawn breaks.

Dylan stood with his hands in his trouser pockets in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

-Resolved?

-The wind on the Internet is controlled and guided by us, so there will be no major problems in this regard. But … after all, word has spread and there are still people who will discuss it privately. As we have been told, we have also started to monitor the Cazalla Group’s share price. As you would expect, the situation is not good.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Dylan pursed his lips in contemplation, his dark eyes impenetrable, as if shrouded in a dark cloud of mystery.

-It’s been a busy night, go and get some rest.

-Yes.

Matthew knew that some problems would be solved by the Lord himself, so he did not hesitate to turn away.

Dylan sighed as he looked at the big red sun rising over the horizon. He should have gone to see Vanessa right then, but he was worried about disturbing her rest too soon.

After five minutes of silence, Dylan turns and strides away.

In the Cazalla family.

As people get older, sleep becomes more difficult and they wake up earlier and earlier.

This is the case with Mercedes.

He got up at dawn, she washed and went out for a walk and exercise in her garden, as usual. The maid went to fetch the newspaper as usual, but found a thick envelope in the letterbox by the door.

He said:

-For Ms. Minas.

The maid didn’t think much of it and went straight to Mercedes with the envelope and handed it to her.

-Madam, there is a letter for you.

With a frown, Mercedes’ eyes filled with confusion as she took the envelope handed to her by the maid.

-Letter?

There were still people to contact by letter these days, but who could it be? She hadn’t heard of anyone sending her a letter, and looking at the envelope always made her feel uncomfortable inside.

It is as if one anticipates something and instinctively resists.

Mercedes’ face turned white and she clutched the envelope in her hand.

The maid noticed her abnormality and took care to ask with concern.

-Ma’am, are you all right? Are you not feeling well? Let me help you get back to rest.

-No, I’m fine.

Mercedes quickly came to her senses and waved her hand, gesturing for the maid to go about her business. Seeing her insistence, the maid could say no more, so she turned away and went about her business with a mind full of doubt.

After staring at the envelope for a long time, Mercedes plucked up the courage to open it.

He didn’t expect to find a pile of photos inside, and when he looked at the contents again, he felt as if something had exploded in his head.

How did this happen?

The marriage they were so optimistic about was not only the son-in-law who slept with his wife’s sister on his wedding day, but also his proud daughter with her young uncle ….

“How is this possible?”

Mercedes wanted to reply, but her mind wandered to what she had seen, what she had vaguely perceived.

“It’s all true.”

Mercedes grabbed the photo and her body instinctively shuddered. She felt a tightness in her chest, a sensation of breathlessness. Her face gradually turned pale and her body shuddered.

She was in pain, sad and shocked.

Trying desperately to ease her mind, Mercedes slipped the photo back into the envelope with a trembling hand.

Given that someone had deliberately sent him the photos, they must be trying to do something. Before things got more serious, he had to talk to the other person to see what they were really up to.

“Yes, for now.”

Mercedes told herself in her mind, but she had overestimated her body.

The immense disappointment, anger and shock did not take her. Her eyes turned black and she fell straight to the ground.

-Madam!

A servant spotted him in the distance and ran towards him in panic. And at the gate, Dylan’s car happened to stop. Seeing the commotion in the courtyard, he pursed his lips tightly and stepped forward to bend down and pick up the fainting Mercedes.

-Go to her room.

The pale maiden ran ahead to lead the way.

Dylan’s eyes roamed over the envelope in Mercedes’ hand and he unconsciously felt bad, trying to put it away when it was too late.

Vanessa went to come.

-What’s going on!

He quickly ran to her and looked in panic at the fainting Mercedes, whose eyes quickly turned red.

-Call a doctor first.

Vanesa hastily pulled out her mobile phone and contacted the Cazalla family GP in the process. Only when she reached the bedroom did Vanesa see the envelope clutched tightly in Mercedes’ hand.

-What is this?

She frowned, muttering to herself, and reached for it.

Although Mercedes was unconscious, she instinctively clung to the envelope, so it took Vanessa some effort to get her hands on it. She looked at the open envelope and realised that it was the contents that had caused Mercedes to faint.

His body was shaking uncontrollably.

Dylan looked at her in anguish.

-Vanessa.

Vanessa cared little as she took a deep breath and contained her instinctive trembling. Slowly, she pulled out the contents, flipping through them one by one as if it were self-abuse.

“It’s me! It’s all my fault!”

If she hadn’t slept with Dylan by mistake, how could she have got those photos? She should have stopped instead of taking a chance with Dylan.

What next?

Will her already ailing health collapse this time when her only remaining family member is so badly wounded by herself?

An unprecedented panic gripped Vanessa.

She thought of Philip’s death.

Melina’s photo with Orlando irritated Felipe so much that he ended up dead. And what about the photos of her and Dylan? Now that mum has been irritated by them, what about her?

The thought of Mercedes dying because of her almost broke Vanessa’s heart.

She threw herself down on the side of the bed and grabbed hold of Mercedes’ hand.

Sobbing.

His face was shrouded in despair, and anyone could feel the sadness radiating from his body.

Dylan’s heart felt as if a hand was squeezing it so hard it hurt.

She stepped forward and reached out tentatively to grab Vanessa’s shoulder.

His body stiffened momentarily.

Vanessa’s tone was calm:

-Mr Dylan, how long do you want to stay? -She looked at him with quiet, strange, distant eyes.

-As you can see, things are chaotic in my house and whatever you have to do, I don’t have time.

Dylan’s heart fluttered.

-I asked Lucas to come and have a look too, he’s a very good healer.

“At least Lucas is your man!”