"There are two owners of this hotel. That girl's father has the lower share. Her father wants her to marry me. The first time we met, I was only 12 and she was trying to get near me. The second time was two years ago, I told her she was a spoiled brat and that I hate girls like her. After that, she scorned me the most, whatever news about me she spoils it. She's been doing a lot of things to get my attention but she's not my type at all."

"So that's why you said she hates you," said Beauty.

"Sorry, Beauty, I never intended this to happen. Don't worry, I'll take care of this. We'll leave tomorrow morning."

Ronald tried to say something but kept it to himself. As Clarence sent Beauty to her room, Ronald just stayed with his Boss' side. Clarence gestured for him to follow. He led him to an open-air deck.

"I know you have more to say, spit it out," said Clarence.

"Sure, I'm really angry and anxious for Beauty's sake. I really have a premonition that that girl will do something to hurt Beauty. I don't believe that girl hates you. I think she's obsessed with you but angry that you won't even look her way so explains her actions against you. If you hook up with a girl she might try to hurt your girl and just walk away blaming you. Do you understand what I mean?" yelled Ronald to Clarence.

"I never thought you're really shaken when it comes to Beauty. Do you look at her as a man looks to a woman and not as a friend?" clarified Clarence.

"Yes, I look at her as a woman I can commit myself, but I won't pursue her for both of you. I admit you suit her better than me. I'll be glad to back you up for her, but I don't want to see her hurt. I just want to see her happy and safe." Ronald poured out his innermost feelings for Beauty while showing his support for Clarence's advancements to her.

"I understand and thanks. I won't let your good intentions to waste. I can assure you that, but promise me that you won't speak anything of this matter to her. Most of all, your feelings for her."

"Fine, I promise but you better keep your word. I don't want her hurt emotionally and physically because of that girl or by anyone else connected to you."

"I promise, I won't let anyone hurt her. You also don't need to trouble yourself too much. I will clean this mess." Actually, Clarence's promise was mostly directed to himself.

Both of them made a commitment and from this day forth a sense of brotherhood which started from this affair would begin with the core purpose: Beauty's well-being.

. . . . .

In an office in the hotel they were staying, a girl was sitting on a sofa while looking at a picture.

"Hmm, this girl is pretty I admit. Clarence, you have good taste. Let see until when this girl will cling to you. You don't want me then you can't have any girl at all."

. . . . .

(Your Romeo,

I'm in Cebu now. A lot of things happened today. I don't know where to start. So I just want to ask your opinion as a man. How do I know a man really loves me?

Waiting for your reply,

Beauty)

Clarence was surprised when he read her email. 'Was she talking about me? Of all people to ask for this kind of topic, why me? How am I able to answer this?'

(Beauty,

That's hardcore question to crack. Let me see, a man surely loves you if he is willing to die or sacrifice for you. I don't know if that answered your question.

Your Romeo)

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(I'm not asking for a man to die or sacrifice for me. That's the worst. I felt like I'm committing murder unintentionally. Your answer is so deep to understand. Is that the only way for a man to show he loves me? If he dies how are we going to live happily?

Sorry, I'm really naive when it comes to this.

Beauty)

(I really don't know how to answer you. If it were me, I won't let anyone harm my girl but I still want to live my life happily with her.

Honestly, I'm also innocent about this. You better ask someone more experienced.

Your Romeo)

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"Oh Beauty, how I wish I can tell you now that I'm Your Romeo." Clarence was staring at Beauty's photo on his laptop wallpaper.

. . . . .

Beauty was touched with Your Romeo's last message. "Is Clarence also the same way with me?"

"Should I ask Bro Sean? I can't ask Papa or else he will tease me badly or Mama will instantly come here and dig out the truth from me. Hmm . . . oh, my I didn't go home yet and tell them I'm back. I should ask Boss Clarence for me to go home." She was talking to herself as she laid on her pillow until she yawned and slumber found her.

. . . . .

As of this moment, a noise happened online. In the chat room of Broad Ridge School of Arts, a photo was uploaded and a caption is written, 'A poor girl clinging to a rich boy to climb the social ladder.'

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2000Cutey: who is this girl? Is she a student of another uni?

Ameliasweet: I like her dress. I wanna buy one.

2000Cutey: Her dress is not important, check out man beside her, Clarence Peres of the Culinary dep famous 'chef to be'

Donbey1998: I'm better looking than him, richer than him, that girl should be with me, not him

Ameliasweet: You already have 10 girlfriends don't add more

GuyChev: Whoa, my good friend is dating now?

2000Cutey: Heck, I wanna date him too, just using her face to tempt Clarence, she is not worthy of him, I will upload this photo to the Culinary Org chat room

. . . . .

The two targets of this chat were clueless on what was happening as of the moment. They were peacefully asleep in their respective rooms.