Please behave My Lord
Chapter 93: Sadness

Chapter 93: Sadness

Not being able to unburden herself made her hate Mariana even more. As Andrea dressed, she was calm again and her assistant, who had been out of the room, dared not say anything, her eyes brimming with tears, the slap marks on her face were hidden by make-up, they were barely visible.

Andrea stopped looking at this girl and walked to the set with pride. And so, it all ended unnoticed.

As Mariana left Andrea's room, she was exhausted, but Lionel's words remained in her mind.

"Mr. Durán said that if he saw it, he would know what to do."

He did, and he did.

Mariana dropped straight onto the couch, and only came to her senses.

The name, Diana Solis, that had been on her mind for so long came back to her. Mariana took out her cell phone and called Lionel, biting her lip.

-Ma'am? Do you have something you want to tell me?

After a moment of silence, Mariana's eyes were full of doubt. She didn't know what the name Diana Solis meant and she didn't know if she should go looking for an answer or not.

-Ma'am?

After a long silence, Lionel asked again.

-I want to know something about a woman.

She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, Mariana had made a decision. She looked into the mirror that reflected all of her, and there was no place to hide even the emotion in the depths of her eyes.

It was the yearning.

For a moment, however, Lionel said nothing. He hadn't expected Mariana to call at that hour to ask something like that.

-Madam, it is better not to know.

-What if I need to know?

It was the first time Mariana showed him strength, and although Lionel could not see her face at the time, he felt it fully in the words.

-I don't know anything about that one, but the only thing I can say is that the reason why Mr. Durán is so tolerant with Miss Solís is because she is the cousin of that one. There was a sudden pain in the heart.

Andrea had done so much damage, but Leopoldo could still forgive her, even tolerate her, all because of Diana.

If you treated Andrea this way, what would happen to Diana?

Closing his eyes tightly, forcing himself not to think about it anymore.

-Well, I can see that.

With that, the call had been hung up.

He leaned back weakly, sinking into the soft couch.

The woman in the mirror looked somber and sad, her hands clasped on her knees, her eyes dazed, lightless. There was absolute silence in the room.

Putting his phone away, Lionel looked at the office of the president of Grupo Durán, hesitated, but entered with the folder in his hand,

-Sir, this is the cooperation agreement with the Sanda Group, it has just been drafted, please review it.

With that, the folder was placed on the table, but did not come out.

-What? -Anything else?

Lionel looked a little embarrassed, not knowing how to hint to his boss,

-Sir, I don't know if I should say it.

-If you know it's inappropriate, don't say it.

Lionel was still gritting his teeth in a persuasive mood:

-Mr. Durán, since some people can go away for so many years and never come back, why don't you get along with the person in front of you?

-Bang!

A heavy blow fell to the ground.

Lionel couldn't help a shudder and fell silent. His death would be for talking too much!

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became tense to the max.

After a glance at his boss's face, Lionel dared not linger any longer and hastened to say:

-I'll go first.

The assistant left very neatly.

The office door closed firmly again and the room fell silent.

Fingers gripped the expensive black pen again and it seemed that the coldness that had just fallen on him, with anger.

The person in front of you?

***

The day went by and, despite occasional difficulties on Andrea's set, Mariana thought no more of Leopoldo.

When they returned home, they had not spoken to each other since that day on the set. Mariana felt the relaxation, but also a deep sense of helplessness and a sense of disappointment. That day, Mariana soon packed up her things and left the set to return to her villa in the suburbs.

When she opened the door, she was naturally greeted alone by her nanny.

-Are you back so early today, ma'am? I haven't made dinner yet, so it may take a while to wait.

With a smile on her face, Mariana waved her hand at the nanny and said softly:

-All right, I'll go upstairs and change my clothes, I'm not very hungry now either.

And with that, he went upstairs.

Leopoldo was still not coming when she finished eating. After a quick wash, Mariana went to her room and went to bed.

But he was about to fall asleep when the door of his room opened violently, and the dim white light from outside fell into the darkness of the room, illuminating the woman lying on the bed.

Startled, she looked toward the door to see a tall figure with an unknowable expression. Mariana was about to ask a question when the door slammed shut again, but he turned toward the woman on the bed. The smell of alcohol reached his nose, had he been drinking?