"Have you ever wondered how I managed to be putting on an expensive dress?"
"I don't need to wonder. I know how you got them. That's why you are here. To get more rich men with your beauty. Anyway, I have some advice for you." He paused for a moment before proceeding. "Stop selling your body to rich men. They will use you and dumb you. You can't achieve anything with that."
"Just like you used me and dumb me, right?" She asked. "Because I'm wearing a nice dress you couldn't buy for me when you were together, you concluded that it's from rich men."
"We both know that your one-year salary can't afford it. How else can you get it if not from men?"
"You know what? I just need you to mind your business. Live your life and let me be. If I like, I date all businessmen. It doesn't concern you. Though, I know why you are always pestering around me. But get it in your mind that you will never have me again."
Desmond was about to say something, and a handsome guy showed up. Desmond could recognize the man. It was the same man he saw the other day, walking with Anabel into the private jet. He couldn't see his face the other day. Now he could clearly see him, and he would recognize him. His name is Jethro, only son of Sir. Orton. But he doesn't know that he was Anabel's younger brother.
"Hey sis, you are here already." He said when he got closer. Desmond was taken aback.
"Did he just call Anabel his sister?" Desmond asked himself. "He must be mistaking her for someone else."
Jethro walked closer and greeted Anabel before turning his attention to Desmond. Jethro recognized him immediately; he noticed him. They have not met face to face, but he had seen his pictures on Anabel's phone.
"You must be Desmond. What are you doing with my sister?" Jethro said with a mean voice. Anabel could tell he was about to reveal her real identity, something she was hiding from Desmond. Jethro thought that Anabel had already revealed her real identity to Desmond. He was angry and ready to have him thrown out for stalking his sister.
For Desmond, he was still confused. How can he call a lowly janitor his sister? Which means she's Anabel Orton, only daughter of Orton.
"Are you her brother? This lowly janitor?" Desmond asked. That was when Jethro knew that Anabel had not revealed herself to him.
"Are you surprised he called me his sister?" Anabel spoke up immediately. "I was doing well on cleaning and scrubbing the toilet and liked me. He takes me as his sister." Desmond was baffled. He couldn't believe what she just said. She's talking about the son of the richest man in the world.
"And you want me to believe that? He must be an imposter. The only son of Sir Orton can never have anything to do with a janitor like you. It only happens in movies."
"What are you saying? That I'm fake??" Jethro asked.
"You are not only a fake but a scam. If you are Orton's son, you won't have anything to do with her. You are deceiving her."
"Mind what you say, Mr. Your words can land you in trouble you can never detach yourself from." Jethro said with a serious tone, and Anabel tried to calm him down.