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
The sound of the glass hitting the nearby wall was really loud. The pieces shattered and fell with a pretty loud noise, causing a few people in the dimly lit room to shudder. The guy who threw the glass earlier is still standing there, breathing heavily. He's like a bull ready to charge at anything in front of him. He's tried to calm himself down multiple times, but he couldn't manage it.His anger completely takes over. The rage just won't subside that easily. Even his trusted people, who often reminded him not to hold onto anger too much, can't do anything. They're standing by his side. They stay quiet, occasionally trying to warn him, but they give up when he starts shouting louder than usual."How could all of our plans fail, Lan?" the middle-aged man asks. His eyes shoot a sharp glare at Alan, who's quite calm facing him. If it weren't for Alan being his confidant, he might have taken matters into his own hands and dealt with everyone responsible for his failure.
Laras sighed deeply. Once again, her call was rejected. She didn't need Alef's money to support herself. She needed to talk about her son. Since Fathia's fake death, Kenzo had been pulled from abroad, where he was living with a little peace, though still under Alef's control. It didn't matter that Laras was far away. The most important thing was that Kenzo was okay there.No, communication between Laras and Kenzo was very good. Her pride and joy spoke almost every day. Whether about his busy work under Sebastian's direction or talking about... oh, Laras somewhat forgot the name of the woman he mentioned. Because Kenzo always referred to her as "Ms. Clumsy." Whatever. She could deal with that later.There were more important things than this. Including the big plan, she and Sebastian, along with the people behind them, had put together. Exposing all of Alef Walker's crimes. And on that day, Laras would be there as a witness. It didn't matter. She had gathered all the co
"Hey, Vin, how are all the files? Are they ready?" Sebastian asks without lifting his gaze. His eyes remain fixed on the files that have been consuming his concentration since morning. Sales are up under Kenzo, and the impact of the marketing team's work has been quite significant.Sebastian is quite surprised by the many new moves Kenzo has made regarding the marketing team. As long as it's for the good of Group Azure and falls within Sebastian's logical reasoning, he's fully supportive. And the results, as he's currently reviewing, have shown significant improvement and have been well received in the monthly reports."Everything's ready, Sir."This time, the man raises his gaze. "Including for the big meeting in three days?"Without hesitation, Vino nods. "Everything's set, Sir."A clear sense of satisfaction emerges as a smile on the corner of Sebastian's lips. He envisions Alef Walker's face during the upcoming big meeting, surprised by all the
Jess rolls her eyes. She's been suspiciously eyeing Fathia for a while now. Especially when that smile on Fathia's face just won't fade. "So, what did Uncle Sebastian reply? I'm so curious.""What?" Fathia deflects, her cheeks taking on a rosy hue. "Just said he'll be home soon."Does Jess believe her? Not at all."The Young Miss falls in love differently, huh?" Jess teases mercilessly."Jess," Fathia protests. "As if you've never been in love!" Her pouting lips only make her conversational opponent burst into laughter."I have. But not as intensely as you, Na. The Uncle Sebastian effect is quite powerful, Fathia. No wonder Clara, the Fox, went crazy because she didn't get Uncle Sebastian's attention."Fathia wishes she could dissolve into the laughter Jess is causing, but she can't. Her brightness fades instead. Her mind is filled with Clara's image, her eyes burning with hatred. And the warning not to appear in front of Sebastian without m
Jess didn't want to move her belongings even for a moment. Her eyes stared at the beautiful woman with ash brown hair with a cynical gaze. Meanwhile, in front of her, the woman seemed relaxed, enjoying the cup of tea that was served. Jess felt an urge to sprinkle the deadliest poison to make that woman disappear from her sight.The corner of her eye also noticed Fathia, who was way more composed than the last time Jess remembered about their meeting. If Jess wanted to shout a lot of things, it seems that Fathia chose to let her conversation partner speak first. Jess couldn't quite grasp what was going on in Fathia's mind this time, because from this morning until ten minutes ago, their conversation had been overly casual. Suddenly, this visit came without them being able to refuse.And how on earth could this Fox press the doorbell of this apartment? Did she have access? Damn it. Jess forgot that the woman who was the embodiment of the Fox, the one with the nine-tailed
Fathia lifted her gaze from the edge of the cup she had just sipped. She gently placed the cup down, causing some of the contents to spill from the cup Clara had shouted into. Slowly, she rubbed Jess's arm to calm her down. Fathia knew that her friend was seething with anger over the behavior of the nine-tailed fox woman in front of them."Have I not said thank you?" Eyes that were usually warm and comforting when looking at someone were now piercingly challenging. There was no wavering at all. "Ah, I forgot that your 'rescue' was carried out under orders."Clara growled in frustration. Her hand clenched tightly. Her eyes gleamed with anger. "You!""That's the truth, right? If Aunt suddenly loses her memory, I can repeat Aunt Laras's words. My life is Aunt Clara's lifeline. If I can't be saved, Aunt Clara would suffer even worse consequences."She savored how Clara's face turned darker as anger consumed her. Although she didn't want to speak like that jus
"Sebastian," Fathia knew that something was bothering the guy who's now standing, looking at the New York City skyline from the balcony. She slowly closed the sliding door, which was mostly made of glass. The wind was blowing harder, messing up her hair and the cardigan she had on to protect herself from the chilly air. Not to mention the noisy sounds of vehicles down there, like the constant soundtrack of the city's nights.The city that never sleeps, as they call it.The guy turned, smiling as he extended his hand, which was quickly met with a handshake. He tightened his grip, not wanting the girl who was now walking towards him to pull away again. Although... doubts were growing stronger in his mind."Not sleepy yet?"Fathia shook her head gently."Try not to stay up too late, Fathia. It's not good for your health."The girl chuckled. "You should take your own advice, Sebastian." Now Fathia stood beside him, looking closely at Sebastian,
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