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Fathia didn't know how to act. Her body felt stiff, her eyes could only stare at Jess, who was lying weakly by the edge of the pool, gradually becoming blurry as tears welled up. Her hands were trembling fiercely. She desperately wanted to shout, "Jess, wake up!" But here, there was Kenzo. Busy attending to Jess since she hadn't resurfaced.
If only she hadn't daydreamed about other things, she would have realized that something was wrong with Jess's movements in the pool.
"Don't just stand there! Call Naomi!" Kenzo's urgency snapped her out of it.
The girl blinked frantically. Kenzo was right. Naomi. Yes. She needed Naomi. Without needing words, Fathia half-ran to find Naomi, wherever she might be. Luckily, she still remembered that she was pretending to be mute. Otherwise, she would have shouted for Naomi or anyone near her. Whether it was Dennis or Jack.
"Naomi, help Jess," Fathia panted when she found Naomi in the main living room, tidying up the ornam
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As Jess finished her shower, Fathia patiently waited, gazing at a map and a notebook with her mother's name on the cover. Fathia admired the beautiful handwriting of her Mommy, silently praising it in her mind. She gently wiped away tears, imagining her mother's smile that was as warm as the sun. That comforting look that always filled Fathia with spirit when she felt overwhelmingly sad and alone back then. Suddenly, she reached for an old photo carefully tucked behind the portrait that always accompanied her.The photo of her mother and her uncle. Taken in 1982."What did you find, Fathia?" Jess asked softly, skillfully drying her wet hair. She had changed into more comfortable clothes, carrying the scent of eucalyptus oil from Jess. "My stomach feels a bit queasy. That's why I used eucalyptus oil. Aunt Naomi is taking a while, isn't she?" Jess explained, noticing Fathia's raised eyebrow and puzzled gaze."Ah, this... is what I was talking about earlier." Fathi
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Fathia gathered her strength once more. She turned to the next page.July 1988I didn't expect to be pregnant with your child, Mas. I'm beyond happy. I also didn't expect that all my observations of your silly behavior back then meant you were holding warm feelings for me. I didn't even realize that... you meant so much to me. Can't wait for you to come home, Alvin.Fathia's heart was suddenly filled with a million butterflies. She was ecstatic due to her mother's words. They indicated that these words represented all the feelings her mother had. Her eyes welled up again, and with renewed excitement, Fathia turned to the next page.November 1988Thanks for loving me, Alvin. Thanks.Then there was a single photo on the page. Her mother was cradling her growing belly. She was slightly looking down and caressing her belly. Wearing a midi dress with a large coat and a scarf wrapped around h
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The little girl with doll-like eyes blinked slowly. She waited for her father to speak."Everyone here is like a monster. Ready to attack at any time. What you need to pay attention to are the monsters that only show on the surface. There's a monster waiting for us to lower our guard. Never let your guard down, Fathia. Remember this. Okay?"Fathia, who didn't quite understand her father's words at the time, simply nodded. Her young mind processed the fact that her uncle was a monster she needed to be cautious of. She couldn't let her guard down even for a second.It meant... she needed to suspect Alef Walker now. Which is why she had been trying to access the archives at Group Azure's office for the past week. Right, Jess mentioned they had a late shift. That meant she would have plenty of time to search. Or... if the opportunity arose again because sneaking into her father's office tonight was impossible. Too risky with Kenzo around. Why did that guy have to co
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"So, how's it going?" Jess asked, curious. Ever since she let Fathia sit by the window, she knew her friend needed more privacy. Not wanting to disturb too much, Jess chose to enjoy her warm tea and snacks. She had an intention to properly thank Kenzo, but she abandoned that plan upon seeing that Fathia didn't seem to be doing well.Her friend had been seen crying several times, then smiling again. Not to mention her facial expressions, as if completely engrossed in whatever she was reading. Jess really didn't want to disturb her for a moment."I think I need the 2000 archives," Fathia said without looking at Jess. She preferred to gaze out the window, which was now bright with garden lights. Apparently, reading her mother's writing took quite a bit of time. She let out a soft sigh. "Or... what is it? The company establishment deed? The one with the changes in the board of directors? What's it called?""Yeah, the establishment deed, Fathia.""I need the s
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Fathia immediately tried to cover Jess's mouth, who was already bursting into laughter. This made Fathia chase her even more energetically, while Jess continued to evade Fathia's pursuit."Uh... why are we playing chase? Let's eat first, Miss. It might get cold," Naomi intervened, shaking her head, though she couldn't hide the warmth that suddenly filled her. It had been a long time since she had seen her young miss this cheerful. Indeed, Jess's presence seemed to bring a new vibrancy to the young miss. At least she didn't always feel like she was alone. There were still many who cared for her, including herself, of course."Jess, you're annoying." Fathia crossed her arms. Her lips pouted. She sat, looking at Jess with a disapproving gaze."Ugh... sulking like that is not attractive, you know!" Jess teased and then burst into laughter again. "Alright, fine. Let's eat first. Tomorrow we'll need a lot of energy."Fathia agreed with that. She began to eat ca
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Fathia returned to the routine that limited her movements. She only hoped that the day would come when she could have an afternoon shift. Her mind was full of questions, and for some reason, she believed that something was hidden there. Also, she hoped that this weekend Kenzo would return home. So, she could freely be in her father's workspace."Hey, Anne," Vino greeted with an overly friendly tone, making Fathia turn quickly. Confused, she stared at Vino without blinking. Her reverie about all her hopes vanished. It was replaced by Vino standing next to her work desk with a slight smile. This made Fathia even more anxious, where her conviction that Sebastian also Vino knew who she really was.Fathia just responded with a nod. Behind her mask, she smiled hesitantly. Since morning, she had been suspicious, but she had brushed it all aside because Sebastian was too present since earlier. He left her only when the clock struck ten. And even that only lasted half an hour.
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Leaving behind the hope that had soared so high—being able to overhear the conversation between Sebastian and Alef. As she passed Vino, it was the man who smiled warmly and nodded slightly at her first. Fathia was suspicious, but she couldn't voice it now. All she could do was respond with a small nod and gracefully walk away.Since Fathia's workspace was on this floor, she couldn't easily go to the floor where Jess worked. A little puzzled, she headed towards the pantry near the elevator that the employees used to move between floors. Walking slowly, she observed the employees working under the Azure Group. Even though this area was only occupied by the HRD and Finance departments, Fathia could still sense that they were some of the pillars of Azure.There was banter among them. And their focus on their respective tasks. Plus, back when Clara was in the marketing division, there were many casual conversations where their lives depended on the Azure Group. So, if
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"His name's Alan," Fathia said, her lips still trembling, which didn't fade even though she tried her best to shake off the recent event. Her eyes kept darting back and forth, staring out the car window. Scared."Alan? Alan who? You've been acting so suspicious, Fathia. What's up?" Jess couldn't just casually ask, but now they were in the car. Mr. Dennis was in the front, driving the car promptly."That person, Jess. That person," Fathia exclaimed in frustration. "Oh God! I can't possibly forget!""Yeah, who?" Jess pressed impatiently, but suddenly, she remembered something. "Don't tell me it's..."Fathia nodded, though she didn't understand what Jess meant by "the same person.""Seriously?""I have a lying face?"Jess shook her head. "But are you okay, though? How do you know? Weren't you in Mr. Sebastian's room? How could this happen?"Ah... when Jess started firing off a string of questions like this, it meant they were talking about the same person they were trying to reach. Inste
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