Chapter 4

The moon is visible, looking at it makes him calm and happy. Watching it's unique formation from the ground.

It never fails him, the fascinating beauty of moon in the night sky filled with stars and clouds.

It's full moon, bright as his eyesight staring at the woman sleeping at his car for 'bout two and a half hours. 

Seb Jackson look at his wrist watch as she glance at her innocent face.

"It's 6:30."  He whispered. 

"Sir Seb, you have an emergency meeting right now. The board are waiting for you at the office!" Peter Yu, his driver told him.

He sighed heavily, not wanting to leave the woman he just met yesterday.

"I'm going! Eyes on her, don't let her leave. Understood?" His voice was firm, determined and serious..

Peter nodded, he drove as fast as he can. Luckily, they didn't get into the traffic.

They arrived at the Jackson Corporation so quickly. It's a four storey building.

"Stay here. Watch over her, Peter." Seb told him with his usual deep voice.

"Aye!" Peter answered looking at his feet.

Seb Jackson and Dylan Yu- his secretary walked quickly as they were in a hurry. The guards bowed as they saw their boss approaching. 

"This way, Sir!" Dylan said, guiding his boss to the conference room.

Seb, who was absent minded at the time keeps thinking of that woman,  Amaya Robinson.

"Stay away!" He murmured as he entered the room.

The stakeholders are sitting on their assigned seats, they were 15 in all.

"Good evening everyone! I gather this emergency meeting for you to inform that our company is beyond successful this year. I want to hear your concerns at once, so now tell me." Seb explained very well, very smooth as he not in a hurry.

Stakeholders who's sitting smiled because of the good news but they have to tell something about their corrivals.

"Seb, we need to get first this big deal investment with the Chans before our rivals get into our way." Mr. Chu said.

Dylan Yu who's standing behind Seb, recording all the information being discussed.

"On the 28th of February, the Chans will celebrating their 50th anniversary. They invited popular businessman in the country-us! As he said on the interview, he will choose two companies to have his investment." Mrs. Fox added.

Seb knew about it that's why he gathered them all.

"We're counting on you Seb. As the CEO of this company, we all know that you can close the deal on the said date." Mr. Collins said with full hopes and smile on his face.

"Thank you for trusting! I assure you our new success on the last day of love month." Seb told them, determined and passionate.

"We're looking forward, Seb." Mr. Chu said genuinely.

"We're okay! That's all for tonight, my sincere apologize for these late meeting. Good night everyone!" Seb Jackson bid his goodbye to his people.

The building closed at exactly 7 in the evening. Looking at the time, it's already 6:50.

Seb walked into the elevator, pointing to the ground floor.

"Sir Seb, she's gone!" Peter said with the trace of shocked on his face.

"Bullshit! I've told you not to lost her!" Seb Jackson burst into madness, he doesn't even know why the hell he's acting strange.

"I ju... just went to the comfort room, since she's sleeping but when I came back, she's gone. I am really sorry Sir!" Peter Yu apologize for his mistake. But he is holding a wallet and a piece of paper at the moment.

It must be Amaya's wallet and the  payment for her mother's operation.

"Fuck!" Seb cursed, kick the wheel of his car. "What's your holding then?" He saw it, the purple wallet of Amaya.

"She left these Sir." Peter Yu handed the purple wallet to his boss.

Seb received it, he read first the paper.

"Emma Robinson. One million pesos for the transplant operation on 28th of February." He reads it in a low voice.

It must be the reason why she didn't fight against the girl who is trying to undress her on the public.

He saw it in her eyes, exhausted and tired. It must be the reason, the one million pesos.

He opened the wallet, and he saw a picture of a woman smiling widely with a man looking at her.

Looking at the picture makes his heart clenched. Gripped the wallet tightly. He stop, when she saw an I.D.

It stated her full name, address and her age. Without any hesitation, he keep the wallet and paper on his coat.

"Let's go!" Seb said with authority. They must heading now to Amaya's house.

It past 8 when they arrive at the address they're searching, they asked and finally they found a small concrete house, painted with a mint green found in a not so good place.

It's simple but good as shelter as well. Peter Yu was about to knock but they heard a woman passing by, talking alone.

"Bitch! That ugly Amaya ruined my day again!" A woman who's black frizzy haired, paled skin with an average height and wearing a bulgar dress said.

"Excuse me! Where is she right now?" Seb Jackson asked. Trying to control his anger with the woman he's talking with.

The woman laugh sarcastically that made him mad.

"Fuck that woman! Well, payment first handsome. As you know, money can buy anything even a small detail. How much then?" The woman try to touch his chest but he push her hands away.

Touching by other woman is not part of the transaction at all.

"Don't you dare, woman! Five thousand. Where the hell I can find her?" He clenched his teeth. Peter and Dylan stay quiet, just watching his actions.

"Fine! At the clubhouse, just nearby here." The woman answered with her palm open, waiting for the payment.

Dylan Yu give her the said amount. The woman smiled and vanished so quickly.

They immediately headed to the clubhouse where the woman said.

"It's the clubhouse yesterday, Sir!" Peter Yu said.

"Let's go!" Seb Jackson said. Walk like a king and everyone in the clubhouse turned their gaze to the man walking to the countertop.

"That's Seb Jackson, right?" A couple of girls said, shocked and stopped dancing.

Seb stopped and search for Amaya, luckily he saw her with another man.

Man who's handing her a money and she even received it smiling seductively.

He wanted to grab her from the other man but he remembers that she's not worthy of his attention.

"Let's go home!" Seb Jackson said. Turn around and about to leave.

"Why? She's over there, Sir!" Dylan Yu said, feeling disappointed.

"She's nothing to do with me. She's a prostitute." Seb added. Walking away from the clubhouse.

It's too late. Amaya's heard everything

and she felt like she was being stabbed with a knife repeatedly.

"She's a prostitute!" Amaya uttered and her tears springing into her eyes.