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Arren's dramatic decision was, of course, after careful consideration.Arren will continue her responsibilities as one of Rossie's heir by maintaining the dignity and security of this region."Pray for me, Mother... I will go when everything is back in its place..." she whispered as she let her face be hit by the heavy rain that fell from the dark sky.Her determination seemed to come suddenly, with invisible help from his late mother. Arren, a girl who has just turned 20 years old, will try to mature herself, however, without any honest guidance from people older than her.In the meantime, Arren has to look for her uncle, who used to be her grandmother's aide. She will ask him for help.Various plans and hopes flashed suddenly through her mind. Arren couldn't contain all her determination and effort in the future to take her first steps.The heavy rain is getting worse. Lightning now also strikes, adding to the chaos in my heart. However, Arren will remain steadfast and will not back
Clark's body gently touched the surface of Arren's skin, which had previously turned blue.Luckily, thanks to the room heater, the surrounding temperature started to warm up, which was quite relaxing."Arren..." Clark called softly, rubbing Arren's hands and feet slowly. The skin-to-skin contact he made was like a suicide mission, which made Clark feel depressed.Why not? The man couldn't control the lust that suddenly bubbled up as if looking for an opportunity to land his manhood in Arren's vagina, which so tempted faith.Clark's breathing became more rapid when Arren's bulge suddenly touched his chest when she suddenly turned around. However, in a critical situation like this, Clark knew he could not be provoked by lust.He had to remain focused on his task of caring for Arren, thereby preventing the girl's body from turning blue again.Meanwhile, anxiety began to haunt him because there were no signs that Arren would wake up from her sleep soon."Arren, please," Clark whispered in
In the security control room of Mansion Leon, the atmosphere is tense. Leon, the owner of the luxurious house, sits in front of a large computer screen, his face pale with unavoidable fatigue.His wife, Arren, has disappeared without a trace. Leon's anxiety deepens over time. He can't fathom how Arren is living out there without his protection."Which area are you checking now?" Leon asks the security head, his voice trembling, as they tirelessly try to trace his missing wife.The experienced security head looks serious while checking data on the computer screen. "We've examined every possible escape route, sir. Unfortunately, so far, we haven't found any definite leads."Leon runs his hands through his hair roughly. His breath seems rushed, and his face reddens with suppressed anger.He tries to stay calm, but losing Arren is the greatest disaster of his life. They've been together for so long, and now, Leon feels like he's lost half of his soul."Damn it!" Leon slams his hand on the
The ship desired by Leon is currently on its journey. While waiting, Leon intends to bid farewell to Ford, his trusted confidant. They meet in the city center, spending time chatting before Leon has to sail far away the next day."Boss!" Ford calls from the entrance. Leon is already at the bar, hurriedly finishing his first drink. The alcohol's impact causes a headache, but eventually, Leon begins to savor the created pleasure.Ford approaches Leon, sitting beside him, carefully observing his friend. The once ruthless mafia boss appears vulnerable and unrecognizable, affected by a severe heartbreak."Have you found Madam, Boss?" Ford inquires, delving deeper into Arren, the cause behind the boss's dramatic change.Leon shakes his head, his eyes staring blankly into the amber-colored drink. "I've only found a trace. That's why I'll confirm it soon."Ford nods, knowing Leon won't change his mind. However, his concern remains; Leon's current mental state is in a steep decline, something F
The following day, the sunlight slowly penetrated Arren's wide-open window. Its warmth gently greeted her peacefully sleeping face. Arren had spent the night in tranquility after the care provided by the doctor the previous evening.Beside her bed, Clark sat, asleep but alert, as if he had stayed awake all night just for Arren. Clark suddenly opened his eyes when the sunlight began to shine on his face. His eyes immediately searched for Arren, who was only three steps ahead.With great care, he ensured that the girl was okay. "Thank goodness," he murmured in relief. Before long, Arren started waking up, stretching slowly before opening her eyes. When her gaze refocused, she saw the familiar face."Clark..." she murmured, smiling weakly.He warmly smiled in response. "Good morning, Arren. How are you feeling?"Arren nodded slowly, leaning on the pillow behind her. "I feel much better now. Thank you, Clark."Clark felt relieved to hear that. "No need to thank me. I just did what I had to
The following day, tension still enveloped Mansion Rossie. Clark and the search team continued to struggle to trace the whereabouts of Madam Rossie.Any clues that could lead them to Madam Rossie would soon be sought.Clark wouldn't give up easily, as Madam's life could be in danger."Let's go back to Madam's room," Clark suggested, trying to find more profound clues.They agreed and began moving towards the second floor, towards Madam's room.Madam's room was an elegant space filled with luxurious antique items. Golden-laid wooden furniture adorned the room with beautiful wall decorations.Arren had spent a lot of time with her grandmother there when she was young. Arren enjoyed listening to stories of the past and wise advice from her back when she was vibrant.However, in that room, no clues were pointing to Madam's whereabouts anywhere.They quickly left the empty room and retraced the route usually taken by Madam Rossie.Their steps halted upon reaching the kitchen near the servan
Clark, who received his first task from the young Miss, excitedly stepped forward.He was pleased to be recognized as one of Miss's right-hand men, even if it was only verbally.But, that was not his concern at the moment, as the entire Rossie estate was under threat.Since the Grand Lady began showing symptoms of pre-dementia, everything changed.The Grand Lady was a respected figure in the Rossie Mansion, but now she barely recognized her own grandchildren."Now, tell me, when did the Grand Lady start behaving like this?" Clark asked the head of security, whom he had entrusted to guard the Grand Lady.The security head shook his head wearily."The Lady has been suffering from pre-dementia for a year, sir. The symptoms are worsening, especially after Miss Abigail changed her personal doctor."Clark clenched his jaw, sensing deception in the plans of the Grand Lady's daughter-in-law.He knew Abigail Rossie was cunning and had hidden agendas for her own gain."Trace that suspicious new
"Mmh..." groaned Arren as Leon began to caress her slender, hair-free neck after she had just let her hair down into a ponytail."Darling, you look stunning..." praised Leon, leaving traces of love on Arren's milky white skin, his wife.Bite after bite, combined with increasingly racing breaths, made Arren's heart race.He always knew how to ignite her passion."Ah..." sighed Arren, now lying naked. Leon's fingers seemed to part the evening gown she was wearing, discarding it effortlessly."You look even more beautiful like this," he murmured, beginning to savor the pristine skin of his wife, passionately and meaningfully.Arren writhed, trying to resist the rush of blood to her head. However, she eventually succumbed."I'll enter now..." said Leon, already prepared.He slowly inserted himself into Arren's core, then moved with fervor."Akh..." she moaned with indescribable pleasure, as if she had been anticipating this moment for a long time.Arren wriggled surrenderingly, but she in
The tip of the dagger was bent. No one would have expected that a sharp dagger could change its shape like that."No-no!" the servant cried out. She was very confused. How could Arren's stomach, which should have been stained with blood, bend the dagger without any effort?In a decisive moment, the dagger had undergone plastic deformation, like a metal dance changing its shape without being able to return to its original state."W-what's happening?" The servant wondered with trembling hands. Arren just smiled triumphantly. Her opponent had been thoroughly defeated without calculation."I anticipated this, Lesel," Arren said with a proud face.Yes. Lesel. It turned out she was Esme's henchman who was so eager to take her life."H-how did you know?"Arren immediately tore the tulle fabric covering her stomach. There was a shiny accessory there. A steel belt."W-what?"At first, the rumble and vibration were indeed felt by Lesel. She didn't expect that the collision between the dagger and
The blonde servant pursed her lips, while the black-haired one kept staring straight ahead."Fine!" she replied somewhat annoyed, but indeed their plan must not be ruined."I'll keep watch around. You need to get ready soon.""Okay."The two suspicious servants then continued their secret mission. There wasn't much for them to do except find their target and carry out their revenge."It seems he's on the west balcony. Wait for my signal, we'll launch the attack soon!""Okay!"***The atmosphere of the banquet was still lively with the melodious music playing softly in the background. Some guests enjoyed it while dining, while others continued chatting. Arren and Leon seemed happy as they greeted the guests present."It seems... I feel stifled," Arren whispered to Leon. This pregnancy made her easily tired and also felt hot all the time."Do you want to leave this place?" Leon asked, wrapping his arm around his wife's waist."Yes," Arren replied weakly."Let's go, then," said Leon, affe
Ava's eyes sparkled with happiness. She nodded eagerly and hugged Arren in return. "Thank you, Aunt!"Ava didn't expect that her birthday would be celebrated with a special feast, even though the feast wasn't specifically held for her."You're welcome, Ava!" Arren replied in kind. She was happy to cheer up her little friend who seemed down and lacking in spirit due to the absence of her parents."We have to go, Ava. This is for you," said Leon as he handed over a wrapped gift box with a purple ribbon on top."W-what's this, Sir?" Ava asked, surprised and delighted. She didn't expect to receive a gift from Mr. Leon on a day that wasn't her birthday."Consider it an installment gift," Leon joked, chuckling softly."Ahaha! Thank you so much!" exclaimed Ava as she opened the gift wrap. Inside was a brown fur teddy bear. "So cute!" Ava exclaimed happily. Arren and Leon were pleased to see her reaction.Shortly afterward, they really had to leave as there was something they needed to ensure
After some time in the hospital, Arren was finally allowed to go home. There were no signs of danger or contraindications from the treatment she received."Thank you, Doctor. I feel much healthier," Arren said after the doctor visited her for the last time."You're welcome, Madam. I'm glad you've recovered without difficulty."Doctors Freddy and Josh watched Arren leave with relieved hearts. Finally, their worries were gone. Arren was truly free from the danger that threatened her life.***On the way home, Leon kept staring at Arren with uncertain feelings. He was truly happy with his wife's recovery, but there was something that worried him."Are you sure about your plan? I don't want to put you in danger again, Darling!" Leon exclaimed, not wanting to endanger his wife anymore."There's no other way. We can do it, Darling!" Arren said firmly with strong determination.Leon sighed deeply. He couldn't prevent his wife's stubbornness. "Promise me, you'll stick to our plan.""Yes, Darli
"Sir! You're mistaken!" the nurse exclaimed, holding Leon's arm to prevent him from punching the doctor."What?!" Leon turned to the nurse. He was exhausted and couldn't tolerate any more mistakes from the doctor that would result in his children being born with defects."You misunderstood, Sir!""Yes, that's right!""Your children are fine, Sir."The voices of the nurse and doctor echoed. Leon lowered his fist and looked towards Dr. Freddy, who seemed to be breathing a sigh of relief."Tell me, Doctor! What happened to my wife and my children?!" Leon demanded, still full of anger.Before the doctor could answer, Arren's faint voice could be heard behind the nurse standing by the bed."Le—on…" she called softly."Arren!" Leon pushed aside the nurses covering his wife's presence. "Arren!" Leon approached Arren, tears streaming down his face. "Are you... awake?" he asked, gently caressing his wife's forehead."Uh huh," Arren replied weakly. "What happened? Why does it seem crowded here?"
Leon gripped Arren's hand tightly as they rushed to the hospital. Anxiety and worry consumed him. For some reason, Leon had a bad feeling."Driver! Faster!" Leon commanded as he saw Arren grimacing in pain, cold sweat dripping from her forehead and body, Arren's breaths were labored."Yes, Sir!"The driver immediately accelerated the car, doing his best to balance the increasingly speeding vehicle. He was truly worried that the young lady was suffering from an extraordinary ailment."Arren, hold on," Leon pleaded, continuing to comfort Arren with hugs and handholds."Argh, Leon..." Arren groaned as if enduring excruciating pain. Not just in his stomach, but throughout her body."We're almost there!" The driver signaled. Leon was so anxious. He nodded and prepared to take Arren to the emergency room as soon as they arrived at the hospital.Finally, after driving for some time, they arrived at the hospital."Doctor! Doctor!" Leon carried Arren to the ER, where everyone watched them with
Lora was successfully evacuated, and everyone was overjoyed. However, there was a strangeness apparent to her. Arren even noticed it. "Le-Leon...," she called out as Lora approached her.An unfamiliar scent emanated from Lora's body. It made Arren extremely nauseous."Ugh!" Arren vomited. He couldn't contain the overwhelming nausea."Darling!" Leon exclaimed in alarm. What was happening to his wife?"Le-Leon... Lora's... scent... it's very... unpleasant," she murmured as she nestled into her husband's embrace. Leon immediately caught Arren, who had almost fallen earlier. Now, his beloved wife was in a swoon."What scent?" Leon tried to sharpen his sense of smell. Indeed, he smelled something foreign and pungent, like the scent of lead. "Lora, come closer to me!"Leon tried to inhale the scent more deeply. Lora's heart, of course, was in turmoil. But the girl had already linked herself to William. Now, Mr. Leon was no longer the man who dominated her heart."Just wait a moment."With mo
Laurens's shout almost made Mrs. Dolores's heart jump out. "Oh, God!" The middle-aged woman then ran following Laurens's footsteps as he moved toward the field area."Leon! Let's follow them!" Arren exclaimed, following Mrs. Dolores's lead to her daughter's supposedly accident site. Leon followed Arren after ensuring Mrs. Dolores's house was securely closed.Arriving at the field, they were surprised to find Lora in a gaping hole. The hole, with rough soil around it, resembled a dug hole."Ouch!" Lora groaned in pain. Several wounds were visible on her knees and arms. "Mom! Help me!" she cried, tears streaming down her face."Oh, God! Lora! What happened to you?!" Mrs. Dolores trembled. "Laurens! Do something for your sister!" she ordered her son, who also seemed confused."I was just running, then... suddenly I fell in here! Huhu!" Lora continued to cry in pain.Arren and Leon had just arrived, as did the villagers who heard Laurens's shouts nearby."Get a rope!" Leon shouted, rolling
"Lora!" Arren called out, waving her hand. Lora just nodded her head, not returning the gesture of the young miss.Laurens felt uneasy. He elbowed Lora's ribs a little roughly. "Be polite, Lora!" he scolded his younger sister.Lora just snorted and turned away. She then ran off home without saying goodbye, without uttering a word.Arren, who was quite far from them, looked puzzled. However, she didn't dwell on it too much. There were many villagers waiting to talk to her."So, how will you develop our village, Miss Leader?" asked a middle-aged man who seemed to be struggling to find work.Arren just smiled and gave a brief answer. She didn't want to make empty promises. Arren would surely do her best. "You must be patient but diligent. When the village programs are finally implemented, I hope the villagers will truly make the most of them.""Thank you, Miss Leader! We will definitely do that!"Leon looked proud of Arren's gentle yet firm attitude. Arren could indeed be a good leader, l