The third point of view:

"We are sorry for your loss," such sympathetic utterances rang out before Cecil could even get inside their residence.

She knew Fernandez was quite influential, but the crowd that came to visit was beyond her imagination. Humans were quite big hypocrites. Most of them hadn't come because they were sincere, just to improve their public image.

While they waited in the reception area with other socialites who had come to relay their consolations as well. Cecil was looking around, checking to see if there was anyone she would recognize from the schmoozing crowd when her sister, Erica came up to her. Here comes the busybody.

"That was the woman who took your place in Fernandez's heart," Erica dipped her head in the direction of the pregnant woman serving the guest's refreshment.

"So?" Cecil arched a brow at her while checking out Fernandez's wife. She was young, blonde, babyface, tall with long sexy legs - Fernandez's type - and probably a socialite - the ignorant, unfortunate aristocrat who got caught in Fernandez's carefully crafted scheme. She could already imagine the hell she went through in that devil's hands.

"I'm just saying that you're lucky and unlucky in a kind of way. You slept with a man and escaped that unfortunate fate," She said, laying much emphasis on "slept"

Cecil chuckled inwardly. Does her sister think she's ignorant of her petty tricks?

Erica went on, "Fernandez chased you off and married her, but then fate works in strange ways and gave you the son he so much desired. Come to think of it, you're in so much luck...." something close to a smile curved her lips, "With the way Fernandez was after Pedro, I'm pretty sure he left all of his inheritance for him. You're so lucky Cecil, I envy you," She claimed.

This time, all smiles vanished from Cecil's face, and she turned to Erica saying, "You know what I think? I think you should shut up and mind your business. After all, if I could remember clearly, I heard your marriage is in deep trouble and your husband might divorce you pretty soon,"

At the mention of that, Erica's face distorted at once; the fake mask she had put on earlier melting away like molten lava. Her hands were clenched by the side, yet Cecil wasn't done with her.

"Also, I don't know whatever thoughts you're fashioning but steer clear of Emerald. You don't even need to be subtle about your plans, why? He wouldn't look twice at you, nor would I hesitate about ending you," there was a dark promise to her tone.

Erica shivered. For some reason, she wanted to call Cecil bluff but the intensity of that threat had resonated deep inside of her. She wasn't joking.

"Sister or not, it doesn't apply to me when it comes to the love of my life. There is no brother in the jungle, have a nice condolence, sister" Cecil said with heavy sarcasm and left.

She looked so cool saying those words but inwardly, she was shaking. What in the world had possessed her to threaten her sister - Of course, her handsome bad influence, Emerald.

"Tea?" Her attention was garnered by the woman beside her, who was no other than Fernandez's wife.

"No, thank you," Cecil refused politely.

"Alright," The woman turned to leave when she stopped suddenly. She turned to Cecil with a narrowed gaze, "By chance, have we met -"

"Cecil," Emerald came up to her side saying, "It's time for us to go. We're up next…" His gaze rested on the woman, "Who's she?"

"Nobody. Let's go," she hooked her arm around him and joined her family.

They were led to a private room where Fernandez's mother was receiving guests and just from a glance, Cecil could see where the late bastard got his looks. And apparently, it wasn't just the looks he had inherited; her character sucked.

"We are sorry for your loss, Lucinda. I came as soon as I could," Vincent engaged the woman in conversation just as everyone presented whatever gifts they came with which the maids took away for safekeeping.

"Thank you, my good friend, Vincent," the woman sobbed, dabbing her face with her white fancy handkerchief with poised grace.

"I know, that is why I came with my daughters and of course, Cecil and your grandson as well," Vincent gestured.

"Grandson!" the woman's voice climbed a pitch high as soon as she heard that.

Of course, Cecil realized that moment, her father wouldn't call her over here for nothing.

Lucinda, as if she had seen the love of her life, hurried over to Pedro, even pushing Cecil out of the way to get to her grandchild.

Emerald caught Cecil after the hard shove and growled, about to give that rude woman a piece of his mind when Cecil held him back, shaking her head. This was not the time and place.

"Oh my God, my grandson," Linda showered the uncomfortable Pedro with kisses, "Fernandez was not kidding, you look exactly like him,"

"Excuse me, granny, I would really love some space -" however, Pedro was still complaining when she squeezed him into her arms -almost squeezing the life out of him.

Lucinda pulled back, then cupped his face with her palms, "Don't worry about your father, I'll avenge his death for you,"

"W-what?" Pedro was dumbfounded. What the hell was this old woman talking about?

"I'm going to kill that bitch who ended your father," there was simmering hatred in her tone, "I already have my people ready and at my command, they would -"

"Whoah, wait a minute here," Cecil interrupted her furious- would - have- been - mother-in-law, "You're going to kill an innocent woman?!"

"She's not innocent! She killed my son!"

"Your son killed many! He killed children! Innocent unborn girl child which I'm sure you knew!" Cecil raged, anger blinding her senses.

As soon as Fernandez's death was over the news, articles, accusations, evidence, and claims of his horrible acts were brought to the limelight. Currently, people are beginning to justify Maggie's actions.

'Because Maggie had no power, she was suppressed. These women who are victims of violence have no protection.

Maggie needed to commit this act to ensure his true nature was revealed. The woman had been abused both physically and sexually,' lawyers argued the case.

"You have no right to condemn another when you created a monster,"

"Cecil!" Vincent called her, but the woman stood her ground.

"And thanks to you, I've realized something," Cecil announced, "With my influence, I'm going to sign a petition demanding that Maggie be cleared,"