Deep love: insatiable lover

In Moya’s house.

-Sir, the maid found this in the letterbox when she was collecting the newspaper,” said Jaime as he handed the envelope into Gerard’s hand, Gerard took it with a frown and opened it carelessly. When he saw the contents, his expression changed instantly.

-Bastard! -Bastard!

Gerard’s face was blue with anger as he hit the ground with his cane, and Jaime walked over to him and patted him on the back to calm him down.

-Look at this, look at all this shit! You bastard Dylan!NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Jaime inexplicably took it, and his face followed when he saw the photo.

-How did this happen? Mr. Dylan with… with…

Jaime couldn’t go on, staring dumbfounded at the intimate photos.

“No wonder the gentleman was so angry, this is… this is incest! An uncle with his nephew’s wife…”

-Sir, take it easy, we haven’t found out if this is true or not, in case it is….

Jaime’s unfinished sentence was cut off by a look from Gerardo.

His eyes were cold, dripping with warning and hostility. At that moment, Jaime suddenly understood what Gerardo meant.

It turns out that as soon as he saw the photo he already had a plan in his head, a way to exploit the issue for even more profit. He deliberately acted as if he was in a state of nervousness to set the stage for later.

What mattered to Gerardo was not so much the incest as Dylan.

How could he be his nephew and do something as shady as seduce the wife of his grandson-in-law? He, Gerard, was right, and by that word of reason, he could do much more.

So even if it was false, it was still true in Gerardo’s case.

Jaime understood and said no more.

He stepped back respectfully and stood aside, making no further comment.

Gerard was particularly pleased with his knowledge of the times. He would not have been close to him for so many years and would not have trusted him for so many years if Jaime had not always been able to understand him.

-I want to talk to Dylan in person.

-Yes.

These photos were his bargaining chips.

Jaime looked down and slipped the photo back into the envelope, also covering the sneer in his eyes in the process.

-I can’t believe that Vanessa, who seems to be a nice girl, is doing such shameful things behind her back. Like that Melina, she is also a member of the Cazalla family. You see, that proud grandson of mine has turned against me because of such a woman. Heh,” said Gerardo with a mocking look, imagining Orlando’s surprised face when he saw the photos, and it was painful for him.

It was about time Orlando saw how stupid he really was and how reckless and idiotic it was for him to fight himself over a woman like Vanessa.

Gerardo was not familiar with the DS Group before, and now that Orlando’s skills are more clearly exposed, it makes him think that he might still be available to this grandson of his.

Of course, if Orlando were to continue to be used, he would certainly be kept on a tight leash and would not be allowed to spoil any plans again.

-Jaime, pick out a few photos and give them to the idiot,” said Gerardo with a smug look on his face.

He felt that by doing this he was waking Orlando up, showing him how stupid he was and making him stop falling into the trap. When he saw the photos, Orlando would surely thank him and realise how stupid he had been to resist.

The company’s plans were well thought out, but they never imagined that they would smash their feet with stones.

-Yes, I will be there.

In the DS Group.

-Sir, Mr. Gerardo’s butler is here.

-Jaime? What is he doing here?

Orlando frowned and gestured for Juan to send the man in. Although he had fallen out with Gerardo, Jaime had always been good to him and Orlando didn’t want to break that relationship just yet.

Besides, Jaime was with Gerardo and could use him later to get information from there.

For both public and private purposes, I had to continue to maintain a friendly relationship with Jaime.

-Jaime, what brings you here?

Jaime entered and was greeted by Orlando himself standing up.

Jaime’s heart was filled with emotions as he saw the boy he grew up with under his own eyes, but gradually breaking away from his grandfather, who raised him, to the point where he was now.

But when he thought about what the Lord had done, he felt that Orlando had made the right decision.

-Sir, it was Mr. Gerardo who asked me to come.

At the mention of Gerardo, Orlando’s expression was slightly displeased, but he was quick to hide it.

-Oh, what can I do for him?

-Someone sent photos to the house early this morning, for Mr. Gerardo. He… asked me to send them to you so you could see them.

-Photographs? What photos?

Orlando frowned and asked in confusion.

Jaime immediately put on a troubled expression, not knowing what to say, and looked at Orlando with a complicated look.

-You… you just have to look at it. The Lord also said that if you look at the pictures and go back and meekly admit your mistake, he will…. will leave you alone for all the bad things you did before. He also said that the DS Group should join the Moya Group.

Orlando’s face grimaced and his voice was full of cold severity.

-Heh, what kind of photo can do so much good?

Grimacing, Orlando took the photo Jaime handed him.

The cold smile on Orlando’s lips froze instantly as he looked at the front of the photo. His pupils suddenly tensed and his eyes turned red.

-This can’t be! These photos are fake and I don’t believe it.

He had already been tricked once with the same tactic.

That deception by Melina taught him a bitter lesson and cost him everything he had. And now, someone else was pulling the same trick. “Heh, how could she possibly still believe that.”

There was really no way Orlando could accept what he saw.

-Jaime, go away. I will not admit guilt, let alone merge DS with Grupo Moya, I have broken with him and from now on Grupo Moya will be mine Orlando!

-Sir.

Jaime was about to say more, but Orlando stood up with a parting glance.

With a sigh of helplessness, Jaime had to say goodbye and leave.

-Bang.

The office was trashed and papers and debris and coffee were scattered all over the floor.

Orlando was panting like a defeated lion, red-eyed and panting hard. He clutched the photos in his hands and stared at Dylan and Vanessa in them.

-That is not true.

How could I believe it was all true.

He had always been sure that Vanessa was in love with him, and that was why he had come to this point with La familia Moya and Gerardo with such impetus. If he admitted that the photos were real, didn’t that mean that everything he had done was a joke?

“No, I won’t admit it!”