Clara remained silent.
"I've finally realized that you're not someone I can trust anymore. Don't blame me if in two days, all your assets are seized because your contract is terminated and you have to pay a large penalty."
For the first time since feeling pressured to talk with Laras, Clara lifted her gaze. She looked at the middle-aged woman with an incredulous expression. "Aunt would really do that?"
Laras shrugged.
"I could threaten Aunt back if the mastermind behind all this is Larasati Claire. And Aunt," Clara started to chuckle joyfully as the thought struck her. Right. She could use that as a counter threat. She wasn't dumb. Laras had cornered her wrongly. She could shout for joy now. That would be nice. "Aunt can't escape the law."
The meticulously crafted forgery devised by Laras and executed... by her.
Instantly, it made her widen her eyes. She stared in disbelief at what had just crossed her mind. Everything she had done, in her n
The sound of heels clashing with the floor echoed. With each step, they got closer and left a trail of a soft perfume scent that could captivate. Just like herself, looking flawless in a knee-length dress. It snugly wrapped her graceful figure, but she covered it with a knee-length long coat. She still cherishes the gaze directed at her, giving her a sense of self-worth in her line of work that isn't cheap. It's not just about flaunting her body or the clothes she wears; it's not that.She's visited here several times before, sparking numerous gossip accounts that freely speculate about their intimate relationship. The words out there ache her heart, but she keeps on smiling. She neither confirms nor denies the assumptions, yet she can't ignore that they're growing closer day by day. Added to that, the beautiful wedding day that she envisions is about to become a reality.She doesn't care if Sebastian's wrath will be aimed squarely at her. She's braced herself to accep
Clara's hand clenched tightly. Her grip on the handle of her bag tightened. "Just call him, Vino. I'm still patient when it comes to dealing with you.""Oh, that's necessary, Ma'am. You have to be patient when dealing with me because that's what you need right now." Then, the sound of a chair scraping against the floor as Vino moved. He stood up, grinning in a way that made Clara furious without mercy. She really wished she could smack Vino's head for his behavior. Especially..."Because in the future, it seems like you're going to keep being in touch with me.""In your dreams!!!"Vino didn't laugh. The grin disappeared; his playful expression gone. It was replaced immediately by a look that Clara found hard to decipher. Especially when the man approached Clara without hesitation. The space between them narrowed so much that Clara could feel Vino's breath against her face without permission.Was Clara scared? Worried? Not at all. She didn't even sh
Jess flopped down onto Fathia's bed, sighing with exhaustion since Fathia had opened Sebastian's apartment door. She teased Jess for being overly dramatic, thinking that Jess was going overboard. Her friend had been brought over directly by Vino. When Vino brought Jess, Sebastian's assistant had mentioned that Sebastian was busy briefly. Fathia had initially invited Vino to have dinner here but he politely declined."I still have a lot of work, Miss. I'm sorry. I'll try next time. Opportunities like this are rare, but I hope you'll invite me again."Fathia chuckled. "Don't be so hesitant, Vino. When I cook again, I'll definitely invite you. But don't turn it down, okay? It hurts to be rejected."The man just chuckled in response to Fathia. Meanwhile, Jess pouted. "You act like you've been rejected before," she said as she walked inside. Leaving Fathia at the doorway with Vino, who softly shook his head in response to Jess's words."Excuse me then, Miss."
Oh no... no. Fathia wasn't like that. If it was just a kiss... oh God! Fathia was reminded of a recent incident; Friday afternoon. Yes. When she remembered it, oh... recalling that made Fathia feel so embarrassed. So embarrassed.Where Sebastian no longer wanted to hear Fathia calling him by her usual nickname. But no. Fathia didn't want to let that familiarity fade, especially when they were close to a few people. Except... when they were alone. Yes. Only when they were alone.Before Sebastian could even fully realize her request, he was already carrying Fathia to the bedroom. Like a koala, she nestled herself into his strong grip. Hiding her face in the nook of Sebastian's neck."Seriously, you need to eat more, Fathia," Sebastian said, whispering, which oddly irritated Fathia. "Don't pout like that. You're so thin.""Yeah! So, I won't be as sexy as Aunt Clara, right? Why is it that guys always see women based on their bodies? Why not something else?"
Fathia chose to wait for Sebastian to say something else because his hand didn't stop tracing that scar. It made Fathia shiver, actually. Moreover... when Sebastian chose to kiss that scar with his eyes closed. "The scar you have, it's the harshest reminder in my life that I failed to protect you."The kiss descended slowly, leaving a slightly damp trail. This clearly made Fathia feel as though her heart had stopped beating. The strange sensation that had greeted her due to Sebastian's previous kisses, laden with a surge that ignited other sensations within her body, returned. It gradually rose, and without Fathia realizing it, she held her breath."I'll make it up to you, Fathia. No matter how, everything that makes you like this will have its payback."And as Sebastian's lips reached the curve of her neck, Fathia let out a surprised yelp. Sebastian gave her a bite that didn't cause pain, but the feeling he brought along with it made Fathia even more powerless.
"Your smile doesn't want to fade, Sebastian."His conversational partner chuckles instead. Rubbing the tip of his nose as he settles comfortably in his seat. "I'm happy, Uncle."Ronald, the one he's talking to, just shakes his head with a small grin. He's happy too, honestly. "But don't be too satisfied, Sebastian. We're still not truly at the peak."There's a long sigh from Sebastian. "You're right, Uncle." He straightens his posture once more. Picks up one of the files on his desk. For the past two hours, they've been discussing all the potential downsides that could show up during the big meeting Sebastian is hosting a week from now, which will simultaneously unveil the shrouded truths surrounding Group Azure.Where Fathia is to be brought in. To strengthen the evidence that the rightful owner of Group Azure is still alive. But it's incredibly risky considering that there have been two attempts, yes, two attempts, to eliminate Fathia. Sebastian and Ron
Ronald chooses to stay silent, as he feels Sebastian is about to continue."But I feel like everything's been in vain. I... have actually fallen for Fathia.""Not because she's similar to Felice?" Everyone who knows these two siblings surely understands how alike they are. The only difference, visually, is their eye color. Overall, they're like night and day. Very different.Felice, beautiful and sexy with ambition and an unbeatable spirit. A star that shines so brightly that anyone who approaches does so only with her permission. While the younger sister? Soft and graceful. As warm as a morning sun that makes many people want to get closer to her. Not to mention her yielding nature, which doesn't mean she's weak. Instead, Fathia's ability to yield often gathers ways to make her opponents kneel.Sebastian smiles knowingly. What Ronald is saying now is just like his fears from a few years ago. When he realized that Fathia's presence had unwittingly taken h
The girl's lips pursed even more. "Like you don't know."That clearly made Sebastian chuckle even more. "Alright then, let's go to sleep."Fathia shook her head decisively. Instead, she chose to trace Sebastian's jawline incredibly softly. As if savoring every bit of what she was doing. This made Sebastian close his eyes again. Allowing Fathia to touch him as she pleased. After all, Fathia's touch was what he always longed for."What are you thinking, Sebastian?""Hmm?" It was hard to tell whether he heard the question or if it was the fact that Fathia's fingertip was now at the corner of his lips. Clearly, what Fathia was doing had shattered his concentration. Especially since her movement showed no sign of stopping. "Fathia," Sebastian grumbled softly, restrained. He opened his eyes slowly, finding Fathia looking seriously at his face."I feel like you're thinking about something."He stopped the movement of Fathia's fingertip, placing it
What Jess fears the most when delivering orders is not just the payment. As for that, Jess doesn't worry too much because she's confident they will pay. What Jess worries about is suddenly receiving a message with a complaining tone from the customer. Even if the complaint is constructive, it still makes her feel small."Can you sit still, Jess?" Fathia had warned her friend not to be so tense. They had been in the apartment since the afternoon. The cake order had arrived safely and on time for the host's party there."I'm nervous!"Fathia shook her head in amazement. "You're usually the most confident one. Just now?""Ugh! This is different, Fathia. I'm not an expert at making cakes yet. I'm afraid it won't taste good. And it's not overly sweet."Seeing Jess's nervousness, Laras, who had been observing the two of them, approached. She took a seat right next to the girl whose hair always stood out with its cotton candy color but whose beauty contin
"This can't be allowed," Sebastian said angrily, his eyes flashing with rage. It sent a shiver down Jess's spine. They were in the middle of a discussion, especially after Vino had sent evidence of Sammy's crimes the day before. It included the name of the Mercury Company, which turned out to be true, just as Jess suspected.She was surprised herself, that it could be so well-orchestrated without many people knowing."I never thought Uncle Akmal would be like this," Fathia whispered, her eyes scanning each page of the reports."We need evidence to prove if Uncle Akmal is really involved," Jess replied.Fathia looked up from the rows of numbers she was examining."Because," Jess immediately handed over a report she was holding, "here it says that Uncle Akmal approved the amount the residents requested."Fathia immediately shifted her focus to the page Jess pointed to."And here, Mr. Sebastian. You can check," Jess handed another report
"It seems like we can't stay at my place, Fathia," Fathia, while gently pinching Gwen's chubby cheeks, looked up at Jess with a puzzled expression. "Why?""You're crazy, seriously. The house has been left for years, only peeked at occasionally to keep it maintained and not falling apart. There must be a lot of dust. Poor Gwen," Jess replied, her affection for Gwen was always genuine. Fathia could feel how sincere it was. "In that case, we'll just rent a hotel if it gets too late. It's not good for Gwen to stay in the car for too long. She won't be able to move freely."Jess agreed with that plan. In Fathia's luxurious black SUV, they decided to head to Ranch Village right away. They would return to Beverly Hills after a few days. Mirah and Laras joined them. Laras said, "Auntie wants to accompany both of you. And Gwen too."Both Jess and Fathia never wanted to refuse her. In fact, they were delighted when Laras joined them. At least, it meant she wouldn't be thi
Pulling out a regular notebook that she always carried around, it contained her activity planner and life goals. Jess liked planning like this, determining what should take precedence and what could be gradually worked on.She opened a new page, grabbed a blue pen, and started jotting down some notes. "High Priority," she wrote, thickening the letters and underlining them, adding a few small doodles around her words. She shifted slightly to the right to start with what she needed to prioritize.The cafe? It was stable; she didn't need any specific planning except for maintenance regarding quality and service to make it even better. However, she noted the order from Bu Loissa's friend who had already entered the place. Luckily for her, they were going back to Beverly Hills tomorrow. Fathia, Gwen, and Mirah were all going with her. The apartment Jess lived in was adjacent to Fathia's property. Her friend had gifted Jess a unit in the same neighborhood, even though Jess h
"This is the project in Ranch Village." Fathia handed over a rather thick file to Jess, who looked at her in surprise. "I know you need this, right?" she added with a grin on her lips, which made Jess laugh. Then the girl immediately examined each file that Fathia had handed over. Since Sebastian didn't come home today, Jess could freely discuss with Fathia, although occasionally she was interrupted by Gwen's presence. Ironically, she was the one who spent the most time playing with the adorable child."When I was found at Ranch Village the other day, they said it was for a supermarket construction. But, the price they offered is really low, Fathia.""Who offered it? Azure Group?""So here's the thing," Jess straightened her back. "There, residents often borrow money from loan sharks, like in one place. Mr. Imam said the name of the cooperative is Mercury PT. They use house certificates as collateral.""Mercury Company?" Fathia repeated with a furrowed br
As Jess talked to Kenzo about her burdens, half of that weight diminished. And when Laras hugged her tightly, Jess didn't expect the middle-aged woman she respected to say anything, and that reduced her burden even more. Even when Jess expressed her fear of Laras blaming her for Asmara, Laras pouted."Mami's not that heartless, Jess.""Sorry, Mi," she said, lowering her head. Fathia had gone back inside. Gwen was crying, asking for milk. She intentionally left them and gave them some time."This conversation should have happened a year ago, shouldn't it, Jess?"Jess frowned. "What do you mean?"Laras handed her a cup of her homemade jasmine tea. "Drink this first to relax a bit. Tea helps us calm our tense nerves, Jess.""Mami's right. When I was in Beverly Hills, I enjoyed my own jasmine tea. So when I went to Green Lake yesterday, I stuffed Kenzo with tea because he had too much coffee.""Oh, really?" Laras furrowed her brow in conf
"Your extra cheesy pasta always wins, Jess," Fathia says as she continues to eat her pasta without a trace of worry. Her body is naturally lean except when she's pregnant, and even then, it requires a lot of food to show.Jess just nods but feels pleased that what she's served is still her friend's favorite. After returning from the airport, Jess took a rest because her body was incredibly tired. She didn't even realize how long she had been asleep. When she opens her eyes again, morning has arrived. A series of messages flood in as Jess grabs her phone from the nightstand.Honestly, the past week has been exhausting for her, despite the enjoyment she shared with Kenzo. As she checks through the messages, most of which are from Kenzo, Jess can't help but chuckle.Jess. R: Sorry, I fell asleep last night. So tired, Ken. I still have a day off, right? Only back to work tomorrow?Just as Jess peels back the covers, getting ready to change, wash her face, and
Stopping by New York City, Jess didn't stay for long, just a few hours because Kenzo had to catch his flight. And for this time, using Dennish as a driver was the wisest choice. Kenzo was quite tired from driving from Beverly Hills to New York City and had to get to the airport right away. He didn't carry too much luggage, just a small suitcase, but he still needed to check if he had left anything behind.Meanwhile, Fathia advised Jess to go back to her place."Me and Mr. Dennish will manage it. How can I get back to Beverly Hills right away?" Jess smirked, but then she smiled. "Wait for me, okay? We'll gossip."Fathia, who was carrying Gwen, just shook her head in amazement at her friend's behavior. But really, Jess's eyes seemed more alive than they had been for the past few months. She felt like she was meeting the Jess she knew when they first met. Not the Jess who had been keeping to herself. Fathia knew Jess was close by, but not as close as she used to be
"Sebastian's been on a big expansion, you know, setting up a supermarket and all that. He's been working on that project for about a year now. Originally, it was in Uncle Alif's department, but it got stuck during his trial. It was handed over to Uncle Akmal for the continuation, and it's been running smoothly again," Fathia explains from the other end.Jess sits in one of the chairs on the balcony. She deliberately placed two chairs and a table to enjoy the evening. Just like now. Her gaze wanders far ahead, enjoying the chilly night atmosphere in Beverly Hills. She's sure Fathia might not know the exact location earmarked for development, which includes her parents' house and their graves.Talking to Fathia about this was the right decision, and she also feels like she needs to find out if Roy is deeply involved."Why are you suddenly asking about the Azure Group?"The pink-haired girl doesn't want to hide what's happening to her. "I'm going to New York