Secrets of the Cactus Men
22| Choice of Destiny

Hellena kept her promise. A message brought Philip to an abandoned old building, similar to a project that was stuck in the middle of development.

Philip looked at the street in front of him, and then the people could not get rid of the void in his heart, especially Flores urged to be sent home to his parents so that Philip could stay in their home.

“Flores is finally divorcing you, Philip?” Hellena laughed, clearly she was insulting. “I've guessed.”

Philip glanced at the cool Hellena playing the gum in his mouth.

“You asked me to come here just to insult myself, Lena?” Philip let out a rough sigh, he turned a gaze fixed on Hellena. “I don't have time for that.”

Philip left, leaving Hellena. It was better for him to use his time to mourn the fate in the corner of the room while pleading with Flores to undo his intentions.

“Harlow family will be destroyed.” Hellena managed to lure Philip away.

Philip looked at Hellena and walked over to her. He scrunched up the corner of his eye, guessing the contents of this woman's mind. “Say the obvious.”

Hellena took out a medium-sized, brown map with a rope that hooked the two ends together. He handed it to Philip, smiling cunningly as he coded the man to open it.

“Do not try to trick me,” murmured Philip. “You won't be able to get anything in just one night, Lena.”

Hellena let out a laugh. Philip is too realistic to be a part of Black Joe.

“Open it. Later you will know how great your father's legacy is for you, Philip,” Hellena said as she hit Philip's chest using the map.

Philip accepted. With hesitation, he opened the map. Every now and then, Philip glanced at Hellena. He still had suspicions about the woman.

Philip was shocked after finding some information that Hellena had obtained. Black Joe is awesome.

“Harlow suffered a big loss,” Hellena explained. He pointed to one of the information inside the paper. “The company was sued over several major cases including the establishment of the shell company.”

Philip didn't quite understand, but he was sure it was a bad thing.

“Lottie Harlow will change hands immediately if Flores does not take action.” Hellena explained again. “If he loses Lottie Harlow then he will also lose his family.”

Philip looked at Hellena. Looks like this woman knows better than she is, Flores's legal husband.

“The bottom line, the divorce that will happen to your household is the last decision to save you.” Hellena pointed at Philip's chest field. “You, Flores, and Elisa.”

Philip gave a rough sigh. He turned his face away. “I can't even do anything now.”

“You can do whatever you want to them, Philip,” Hellena said. He smiled at Philip.

Philip shook his head. “I will not take gini gono treasure from my marriage and Flores, I have no rights.”

“I will be poor and have no one else,” Philip said humbling himself. “I'll be a repairman who doesn't have a home to go back home.”

Hellena took one step closer to Philip. The woman pulled both sides of the leather jacket Philip was wearing, then pretended to tidy it up.

“You are Philip Sherburne.” Hellena grinned sharply. He looked at Philip's face carefully. “Your face is the future for Black Joe, Philip.”

Hellena pulled Philip's chin to approach him, then she whispered, “You are The Storm from the East.” The woman smiled wryly. “Return to your throne, then the world is within your grasp, Philip.”

“You are a ruthless mafia group,” Philip replied while staying away from Hellena. “I don't fit into the job.”

Philip turned. He turned his back on Hellena. “I'll find a way to ...”

“No one can go against Lottie Holding's parent company.” Hellena interrupted. He approached Philip again and grabbed his shoulder. “Besides Black Joe.”

Philip's looking. The two exchanged eyes.

“I'm sure you'll want to help Flores and restore your household, right?” hellena asked continuously. “Trust, Philip. Black Joe can do it.”

This is Flores and Marc's first date after parting ways years ago. A strange atmosphere, Flores was not at all happy. His divorce with Philip is not yet legal, they are still husband and wife, but Flores has dared to betray Philip with this fucking blind date.

“Eat, Flores.” Marc shoved a plate of grilled meat for Flores. “You look a little lethargic.”

Flores doesn't need to explain anything, Marc is the mastermind of her divorce with Philip. He uses money and power to get his wish, which is Flores and Elisha.

“You want me a bribe?” Marc joked, that's how he comforts Flores.

There was no reply from Flores, the woman just looked at Marc blankly.

Marc will not give up, it takes a struggle until finally he can make Flores sit in front of him as his future wife. The man cuts the meat, stabs it with the fork and then thrusts it at Flores.

“The first feed will always be scrumptious.” Marc smiled knot.

Flores turned his face away, throwing his face away. He took a long breath later. “Marc, I just ...”

“Good. I'll eat myself.” Marc laughing. He ate the meat that was supposed to be for Flores.

“Flore. I know you must be thinking about your useless husband.” Marc spoke while chewing the meat in his mouth. “I know for sure you will be very sad, but it was the right decision.”

Flores looked at Marc.

“Think about Elisa,” Marc said again. “He needs a definite future.”

Flores sighed. He's bowed lethargic. It wasn't about the affair Philip had, because Flores trusted her husband to this point. However, it is about the journey of Flores and Philip's life that makes him so fed up.

“I won't be able to love you anymore, Marc,” Flores said softly. She almost shed her tears, but Flores' fingers rubbed her.

Flores. “I will continue to love Philip until anytime.

Marc mangosteen. “Then?”

“You want to live with a woman who has no name in her heart?” Flores nodded with a little tartness. He finally had the strength to raise his voice.

Marc was silent for a moment. He looked at Flores carefully.

“You live as my husband and Elisha's father, but you will never be considered to exist by both of us.” Flores. “You will only get hurt.”

Marc laughed instead. He beat his chest with excessive laughter. While Flores just fell silent, continued to look at Marc questioningly. That man is not sane.

“Such a relationship exists only in household dramas in movies we often watch when we are dating, Flo.” Marc looked so relaxed. “Business world and rich people don't care about it.”

Flores. “You and your father are the same.”

Marc was just lucky about the treasure. About family and affection, God did not give Marc a chance to feel it until this moment.

Marc grabbed Flores by the hand and rubbed the back of the woman's hand. “Honey ..”.

“Don't call me that.” Flores forced to release his hand. “Only Philip can do it!”

Marc smiled a grin. “The reality ... I will call you that from now on, Honey.”

Flores started to stare at him fiercely.

“I won and Philip lost, Flores.” Marc closed his sentence with laughter. “He's just a loser!”

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