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"Mrs. Laras," called one of the servants around her. It interrupted her while she was enjoying her favorite salad, making her turn with a displeased look.
"Sorry for disturbing. There's someone named Sebastian Sachdev who wants to meet you."
"I don't want to meet him."
The servant nodded obediently, stepped back slowly to give some distance for the lady to continue her meal. Glancing briefly around at the peaceful surroundings, Laras resumed her meal. The sound of the pool's water behind her provided a soothing backdrop to the morning nearing noon. In three hours, she had an appointment with Clara. The girl was back from a photoshoot, and Laras was sure she needed some retail therapy, spending quite a bit at her favorite stores.
Her activities revolved around the house and shopping. Enjoying all the luxury with a sense of confinement, yet she managed to wear a fake smile as much as possible. There was only one person who kept her spirits alive to this day
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"That's what I meant, Ras." The joy in her eyes was so evident that without realizing it, the corners of Laras's lips were pulled upward."Meanwhile, Fathia prefers indoor activities. She seldom talks, only responds to us briefly, but when she does, it makes us all smile."Laras joined in the laughter."My life is for my child, Ras. Even if Alef is out of reach, at least there's Kenzo. You should be proud of him, Ras. The second source of happiness is children and they can become the most important thing in life."Laras remained silent for a while after Rossie's words. "You're right again, Ros."Rossie smiled slightly."I never thought that someone I despised would speak so intimately to me now."Laras took as many breaths as she could. That memory couldn't be erased from her mind. Not to mention their friendly conversation after a long time of not seeing each other. Though brief, Laras felt Rossie could be her support in facing days
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Laras maintained her seated position. The two guests from earlier had probably left about an hour ago. Nothing was disturbing her now. The rustling of the wind mixed with the leaves and the faint fragrance from the nearby garden wafted by. Even though there were several servants standing around ready to serve her, she still felt lonely. Even the sound of the pool's water, which was always present, was a loyal companion in this solitude of Clara's.The sun had shown its full strength. The bright heat should have prompted the woman to move away, to go inside her cool house. It would offer a special comfort that would lull her. But she chose to stay. Under the sizeable gazebo that could provide shade.The difference was that here she felt the breeze, which didn't make her suffocate as indoors did. All that luxury caused a dramatic effect that was enough for her to decide not to move."Would madam like lunch?" one of the servers offered."No, just bring some
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That small smile now carried meaning. She directed a waiter to move Fathia's chair closer to her. Laras rarely interacted with Fathia. Even Felice. But that didn't mean that as their stories grew, she lost her moments. It wasn't that Laras didn't want to see them often. Though her heart didn't doubt Rossie's words about her feelings for her husband, Laras was simply trying to guard her heart.There were days when, if Alef picked up Laras from Alvin's residence, the vividness of his longing gaze was clear. It was directed at one point; Rossie."Close enough to be categorized as our strange relationship," Rossie had said.Fathia's gaze remained fixed on her father's half-sister. "Aunt... Does Aunt hate Mommy?"Laras chuckled softly. She gently stroked the top of Fathia's head. "Hate? What's the basis?"Fathia wanted to voice what was bothering her about her mother's relationship with her uncle. The man who was now looking at her closely."Ross
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That alley was really dark. Suddenly, he felt his breath tighten. With minimal lighting, he tried to walk. Feeling and using the walls around as support seemed like the best choice he could make. Larasati remembered, when she left her room earlier, her steps would lead to the staircase towards the lounge area. Right. Trying hard to remember, because the lighting was really insufficient. She was going to scold everyone working in her house later. She wanted to shout and call one of them, but she couldn't.It's like there's a huge barrier blocking her voice from coming out. And just as she reached the stairs, she descended slowly. She used the stair railing as a support. Slowly, she went down the stairs while wondering what was actually happening. And to make things worse, her hair stood on end due to the dominating darkness.Before she could even finish descending the stairs, a voice that was too familiar to her ears was heard. Heavy. Full of threat. But she tried to mu
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Who was now in her younger brother's house by her husband's unchallenged command. Supposedly, that house would soon be sold off once the power of Group Azure was in his hands. Her younger brother Akmal couldn't say much, only following all of Alef Walker's orders. Opting for the safest route; working within their limits, not involving themselves too much with Alef. And if Alef took power, maybe a retreat would be the choice for Iklima and her husband.For them, Alef wanted full control. What could Laras do? Nothing. All her voices were gone. Her courage had been reduced to zero by Alef. Alef often hurled hurtful words at her. So what? Why didn't Laras choose to leave?No. She chose to stay. Letting Alef do whatever he wanted. She had already sowed the seeds of revenge within her bloodstream. Waiting for the right moment, observing his moves, and watching him without him knowing that she was keeping an eye on him.Especially when, for the second time, Alef reveal
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Both Fathia and Sebastian choose not to talk during the ride back from Laras's residence. The file Laras gave her was carefully placed in Fathia's bag. She glanced briefly at Sebastian, who seemed incredibly focused on the road around him. Their destination was still the same as Sebastian had mentioned earlier in the morning. After visiting Laras's house, they would head to Ronald Nasution's office.Only the music playing from the car's audio accompanied Fathia now. She actually wanted to ask, but in the end, she held back. Sebastian's face wasn't as relaxed as before. She wondered what was going on in his mind.Meanwhile, on the other side, Sebastian felt that everything the middle-aged woman had said was true. How could he let his guard down and let Fathia end up like this? He had promised to Protect and take care of the girl beside him.Sebastian was truly thankful to Laras for helping him look after Fathia. He hadn't prepared for Clara to be someone delibera
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"Well, I'm right, aren't I? Jess says to consider getting scolded by you as if I'm being loved by Uncle for it. As long as my allowance is not— " Fathia stops herself without hesitation. She curses inwardly that her words could be misconstrued by Sebastian."Why is the allowance so important, Fathia?" Sebastian asks, suspicious.Fathia quickly shakes her head. "Nothing. There's nothing, Sebastian."Did Sebastian give up? No. He caught the continuation of her words quite clearly. Fathia's sudden shift in attitude made an intriguing idea pop into his head. He had parked the car in a slot close to Ronald's office, one he was sure Fathia didn't notice. When he pulled the handbrake, he leaned towards the girl.Fathia widens her eyes. It's the immediate reaction to Sebastian's sudden move."What's Sebastian up to?" she whispers softly, growing uneasy in her seat. Sebastian wasn't ready to let Fathia go just yet."What did you say earlier? I
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Fathia pressed her lips together again, choosing to listen to the conversation dominated by Sebastian and his family's lawyer. She's gotten to know Ronald's face quite well, especially when he read the will, and she noticed his furrowed brows and frustrated sighs during their discussions.Savoring a cup of warm hot chocolate, Fathia looked around the room, which was tastefully decorated in a modern style. She admired Ronald's sense of interior design."Fathia," Ronald finally called out. His old eyes carried a warm smile as they met hers. "Come here, dear."The first time Sebastian pushed open the door to the room where Ronald Nasution was waiting for them, Fathia knew the old man was genuinely surprised by her presence. A warm embrace followed by several affirming pats confirmed that Ronald was satisfied with her except for... her face. But Ronald seemed to hold back from asking, perhaps because Sebastian told him not to pry too much."You've been listen
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