The NexGen Attire Co. team welcomed Clara warmly. They were introduced to the company's CEO, a charismatic man who emerged, tucking one hand into his pants pocket.His eyes glanced at Raisa, who smiled encouragingly. Clara's heart found a sliver of solace. 'Whatever the consequences, this is for my children.'The thought dimmed her gaze momentarily, but her focus shifted when she received a call from her children's teacher. "Excuse me, Miss Lara, if you have time, please come to school as soon as possible. I hope you can come as quickly as you can."Hearing this, Clara panicked. She saw Raisa's confused expression and rushed out, her voice trembling. "The kids are in trouble. Please help me with the procedures."She immediately hailed a taxi and headed to Lucas and Louis' new school.In front of the school building, Clara got out in a hurry and headed towards the classroom. Her face contorted as she saw the scene unfolding inside."What happened to this classroom? Why is everything in
“It smells like chocolate.”Louis, at first, was able to sit still for a while, but Raisa, who had just taken Lucas to the toilet, hadn’t returned after a while.He couldn’t just sit there calmly. Leaving his chair, he sniffed and searched for the source of his favorite aroma that had made him unable to resist his appetite. “I have to get the chocolate milk…”Not far from there, his gaze focused on a waiter walking with a tray inside the restaurant. His eyes lit up instantly.He didn’t care about anything else and approached the waiter with his short legs, following where the waiter went, then stopping at a table in the front.Without thinking, Louis said. “I want chocolate milk…” ***“Hurry up, your brother must be waiting for us.”Coming out of the toilet, Lucas and Raisa returned to the waiting chairs in front of the restaurant, but she was confused when she realized Louis wasn’t there.At that moment, Clara arrived. Raisa immediately asked her. “Lara, is Loius with you?”Clara wa
"Lara, have you found him?" Raisa suddenly appeared between them, realizing she was talking to a man. She was a little curious. "Lara, he...""Mommy, it seems like we've met this uncle before, don't you remember?" Lucas, standing beside Raisa, suddenly said innocently.This child's memory was indeed strong! It turned out he really paid attention to the posture and cold face of the man in front of him.The man showed a friendly smile and greeted them. "Hi kids, what's your name?"But Clara immediately pushed away his outstretched hand, considering it dangerous. "Don't ever touch him!"Being treated like that, Jordan was a little annoyed, but he tried to hide it and tried to smile. "I hear you've been getting more famous lately. I don't think it hurts for us to work together to strengthen our business relationship in the future."He took a step forward and whispered. "I'm sure you'll agree if you know what I have, and one more thing. You should introduce your two children to me, aren't
“Lara, are you still awake?” Raisa, having overheard Clara’s rustling, quickly went to her room.“Oh, yes, it just so happens that I…” Clara trailed off, her nose twitching. “It smells amazing, are you cooking?”Raisa smiled and opened the door wide. “Don’t laugh, lately I’ve been really into eating. So I’m baking a pizza,” she said, grimacing.Intrigued, Clara got up and walked towards the kitchen. Though initially doubtful, she was surprised to find a still-steaming pizza on the dining table.Curious about the taste, she approached the table, exclaiming in admiration. "Wow! You have incredible cooking skills!"Two thumbs up were given to Raisa, who had followed and was now standing behind her. "Did you think I couldn't? You better be quiet and sit still before your two children wake up." Although Raisa's words were a little harsh, Clara didn't hesitate to take a bite.Raisa stared at Clara for a long time, as if about to say something, but she seemed hesitant.Aware that she was bei
"Sorry, Lara, I forgot to tell you that Jordan is also my partner for this competition. But don't feel threatened, I'm sure you'll be the best among the competitors." Raisa blinked, the air thick with unspoken tension. She noticed Jordan's lingering gaze on Clara and tried to distract him. "Mr. Jordan, you said we still have to meet Mr. Jonson, the owner of the Belleza Couture boutique, your business partner." Jordan only shifted his gaze when Raisa spoke. "Alright." He felt reluctant to leave, hoping Clara would chase after him. "Wait!" Raisa was surprised when Clara stopped Jordan by holding his arm. This was exactly what Jordan wanted. As they locked eyes, Raisa felt her heart race, a sense of dread settling in her stomach. No, don't let Clara fall for Jordan again! She muttered under her breath, seeing a flicker of hope in Jordan's watery eyes. Suddenly, Jordan's phone buzzed, demanding his attention. "Sorry, I have to take care of this. We'll communicate when I'm free." Ra
"Miss Clarissa, I've done it." Behind the stage, Jordan overheard Raisa's phone conversation. Hearing Clarissa's name, he furrowed his brow. He felt something was wrong with them. "I'm sure Clarissa is planning something. This can't be ignored. Clarissa is not an ordinary person, I have to investigate her." He muttered. Jordan rubbed his head. Raisa's words made him suspicious. But he needed proof and certainty about his suspicions. Jordan's company sales had plummeted drastically. The decline was also sharp, investors were starting to withdraw their funds. However, Jordan couldn't find the cause. His phone vibrated. An unknown number with the area code Values. "Hello?" He answered, his voice tense. "Mr. Jordan?" The voice on the other end whispered. "I have important information, it's about Miss Clarissa. It turns out she's the one who's been bankrupting your company." "Who are you?" Jordan asked, furrowing his brow, curiosity gnawing at his heart. "Me?" A chuckle came from t
"Don't think for a second that I'll be impressed and forgive you just like that..." The voice, coming from nowhere, made Clarissa's face turn pale. "Who is it? Is that you, Jordan? Show yourself!" As Clarissa looked around frantically, she was shown a video call from the screen of her laptop, now facing her. Jordan... "What do you mean?" Seeing Clarissa's reaction, Jordan's figure in the video call burst into laughter. "You can't even guess, let me tell you." He deliberately paused his words, making people curious. "I'll make your fate the same as the condition of my company now, I'll even make you live in the underworld!" His words were so cruel! Jordan was still grinning and continued. "And you have to know, that tomorrow you will face hellfire!" Clarissa slid back, trembling incessantly. On the laptop screen, she saw a man with sharp facial features. His eyebrows and eyes, which were the reason why she could like Jordan, but was there no hope for her now? Clarissa looked at
Clara stepped into the familiar yet foreign elite mansion, her two sons at her side, their presence drawing curious stares from the gathered crowd. The atmosphere was starkly different from six years ago, when she was greeted with cheerful smiles by the servants and even the housekeepers. Lara quickly brushed aside the memories of the past and opened her eyes wide, taking in the scene of mourning that mirrored her own grief. A casket stood in the center of the room, its occupant, the man who had been a pillar of support throughout her childhood, now laid still and lifeless. Clara's tears flowed freely, Lucas and Louis mirroring her sorrow. Jessica, standing beside her with a scowl, broke the silence. "Finally, you're back. I wonder if you only returned after Grandpa passed away." She said, arms crossed over her chest. Clara took a deep breath and looked at Jessica, trying to remain composed. "It's been a long time, but you're still the same. Are you twisting the facts? Don't start
The next few days were a blur of tender care and cautious optimism. Raisa recovered remarkably well, her strength returning with each passing hour. Jordan, usually a whirlwind of activity, found himself strangely content in the quiet routine of caring for his wife and their newborn daughter. He named her Anya, a silent tribute to the woman whose selfless act had saved Raisa's life.One evening, as Anya slept soundly in her bassinet, Raisa stirred, a flicker of unease in her eyes. "Jordan," she whispered, her voice still weak, "I had a dream... a strange dream."Jordan sat beside her, his hand gently stroking her hair. "Tell me, my love.""I was in a place... dark and cold. A woman was there, her face obscured by shadows, but her voice... it was familiar. She was speaking of a secret, a terrible secret that must never be revealed."Jordan listened intently, his initial dismissal of it as a postpartum dream slowly fading as Raisa described the dream in vivid detail. The woman’s voi
dessy absorbed her friend's words, until unconsciously her tongue clicked. "Are all men the same? This is the first time I've heard Aldi like that. After all, as far as I know Aldi is so insistent on being with you." She then looked at Anna. "Sorry Anna, I don't want to interfere with your problem, but what if you listen to him talk sometimes." "You're defending him?" "N-no, I m-mean... It's best to make sure of the real thing first, if it's true that Aksi is guilty, I'll punch him immediately." *** "Anna..." Aldi quickly chased away the drunk thugs who had just bothered his girlfriend. "What are you doing outside at this late hour?" Anna took a breath, adjusting it to be stable. Luckily Aldi was in the right situation, if not, who knows what would have happened to her today. "Thank you, again I'm bothering you, I'll be careful in the future." Aldi sighed, "Is that enough?" Anna realized that she was so selfish,
The dinner was over, Randy and Dessy were still watching TV, while Anna chose to sit on the patio and busy herself with her phone."Anna..." Aldi followed her there, and Anna greeted him with a sour face, accompanied by a piercing question. "Why did you do that?"Unconsciously, his voice was a little hoarse. Aldi moved his mouth, trying to explain. "This is a misunderstanding, I don't know that girl at all, I don't know why she was so reckless..."Anna could see the honesty in his eyes, but her heart still hurt, so a word came out of her mouth. "For now, it's better if we don't meet for a while...""Why?"Aldi couldn't accept hearing the short sentence that seemed to pierce his heart, his eyes looked at Anna's face with a dull gaze.While Anna deliberately looked away, "I just want to be alone, so don't bother me for now."Aldi tried to get closer to her, but she immediately moved away. "Just because of what happened earlier?"His expression seemed like it was a trivial matter, Anna w
"Why is Anna taking so long?" Aldi repeatedly checked his watch, even getting in and out of the car to wait for his lover. His eyes stared at the box he had just bought as a surprise for Anna. "I hope she'll like this beautiful cake." However, it was almost dark, and Aldi had been waiting for hours in front of the fifteen-story building, but the one he was waiting for hadn't shown up yet. Suddenly, a group of beautiful girls appeared, just coming out of the building, and actually pointed at Aldi with their whispers. "You didn't see, there's a handsome man there." What a bunch of flirty girls!Although Aldi heard them, he deliberately turned his face away, too lazy to respond to the girls dressed formally but scantily clad. This was far different from Anna's appearance, who wore a hijab. In the midst of his thoughts, one of the girls dared to approach him. "Hi, I'm Kiran. Can we get to know each other?" She was in her tw
"Here's your order, you get a bonus of one exclusive Swiss-made handbag."Dessy reappeared, carrying three packages ordered by her customers. While they were chatting, Anna distanced herself from them. This was because she was texting Aldi, walking around the apartment with her eyes glued to her phone, not paying attention to where she was going. Brukk!Unfortunately, Anna was so careless that she bumped into someone. She immediately bent down to apologize. "Wait!"She hadn't had a chance to see the person she had bumped into. They were facing each other, and it felt like she recognized this person. Anna mustered up the courage to touch the mask covering their face and quickly removed it. "Aldi?" Anna was shocked to see her fiancé standing in front of her, smiling. "Since when were you here? Didn't we just..." "Right, this is a surprise, isn't it?" Initially, the man wanted to avoid this, but since he had been c
"Anna, you have a visitor..." In Dessy's apartment, Anna sat leaning back, exhausted after a long journey. "But I'm very tired, Dessy. Why don't you just..." But her friend had already dragged her out to the terrace. Even though she put on a grumpy face, "Who is the visitor anyway..." Dessy didn't seem to mind, but Anna was silent when she saw a familiar figure standing behind her. "Who is that?" The person in front of her suddenly turned around. "Ayunda...?" Anna couldn't believe that the woman had come to see her. Ayunda seemed surprised too when she realized that the person she met was not a stranger, and they just stared at each other without a word. Why was the atmosphere so awkward? "How are you..." Anna tried to act nonchalant, as if nothing had happened. She invited her guest inside and acted friendly, forgetting the time when they argued in the past.
"Honestly, I feel sorry for her..." Aldi and Anna both turned towards Dessy. "Why?" "Apparently, after her company went bankrupt, her mother took Hanif's two children with her." "They're his grandchildren too, so she must be feeding them," Aldi said, trying to stir the pot. Anna, who had been silent until now, finally commented. "How do you know?" "It's all over the internet, and the worst part is Ayunda..." Dessy shook her head and clicked her tongue. "She's getting worse." "What do you mean?" Anna frowned. "She's become a PRN* star, it's a job that... God forbid, I hope all my descendants are free from such things." Anna became curious. She realized that she had to listen to her friend's gossip now. However, she had to get the right information since she had already been told. "How do you know so much?" Dessy widened her eyes in annoyance. "I saw it on
Clara hadn't left her apartment since the previous night. She had hired several people to renovate it. It seemed that not only Joe was impatiently awaiting the next day, but Clara was also eagerly anticipating their wedding day. Her unwavering smile became a topic of conversation among her neighbors, curious about her busy day. "Mrs. Lara, are you sure you want to replace all the decorations in this room?" A worker felt sorry for all the furniture and everything visible in the apartment. Everything was still new, they couldn't bear to throw it away. As if understanding the workers' thoughts, Clara smiled faintly. "I just want to change the scenery in this house, you can take any old furniture or anything else you like." "B-but ma'am? Are you sure?" Clara nodded amidst their busy work. "Of course." "Hey, you know what, Doctor Joe has a complete and unbeatable job. I didn't expect him to be able to do it, his activities at the hospital are always busy." *** "Replace all my sche
Four Years Later, "Let's go in." The click-clack of high heels echoed through the white building as a new figure stepped out of the car. All eyes were drawn to the dress that fluttered in the wind, its owner possessing a clear and serene face. This was Clara, the owner and ambassador of a world-renowned cosmetics brand. Clara was invited to an exclusive event for a fashion brand, celebrating the grand opening of their new building. As an ambassador, Clara, surrounded by a life of luxury, had captivated the world. Just a week ago, her cosmetics factory was expanded, and her workforce grew. It was strange, her fortunes had improved since becoming a single mother. "Lara..." a man called out, causing a moment of awkwardness. "Joe? Why is he here? I thought..." "Mommy, why are you spacing out? Let's sit over there..." Lucas called out, gesturing for Clara to stop lingering. Though curious about why Joe and her two sons were there, Clara continued towards them. The event began. The