As Bhuvi stepped out of the gate, she saw a group of men dressed in all black, wearing blindfolds, revving their motorcycle engines so loudly that it hurt her ears. Bhuvi looked at each one of them and noted down their vehicle license plate numbers. With bold steps, Bhuvi approached them, but before she could get within 10 steps, they threw a bottle and a smoke bomb that immediately obstructed Bhuvi's line of sight.Shortly after, they sped away from Glara's house. Bhuvi's guards quickly closed the gate and helped Bhuvi move away from the scene. They also retrieved the thrown bottle. Once inside Glara's house, the guard handed the bottle to Bhuvi. "Find out who they are," Bhuvi instructed, and the guard nodded, starting to check the street CCTV.Meanwhile, Bhuvi chose to enter and open the letter as she walked. "Leave or die!" Bhuvi read the message on the can.Bhuvi furrowed her brow in confusion, wondering who the thre
"I will find out for sure, sir. Do I need to issue a warning for this motorcycle club?" Tommy asked Bhuvi, who was still examining Damian's photos. "No need, you better investigate Damian," replied Bhuvi. Tommy nodded and excused himself to carry out his duties. Bhuvi and Tommy left Glara's office. Tommy lowered his head again when he met Glara, who was sitting in the living room with Gama. Shortly after, Bhuvi followed from behind. "I'll escort Tommy first," said Bhuvi, and Glara nodded in response. On Glara's porch, Bhuvi patted Tommy's shoulder and said, "Be careful. Don't let this investigation claim another victim." Tommy nodded, bowing his body in salute to Bhuvi. After Tommy's jeep passed, Bhuvi turned around and joined Glara in the living room. Glara didn't ask anything because she respected the man's privacy, and she was sure that everything he did was for their well-being. They resumed watching cartoons together, but deep down, Bhuvi felt uneasy about Tommy's suspicion.
"I'm sure!" said Boy, looking at Bhuvi with determined eyes."Tell him to meet me." Boy's face lit up, and he almost jumped from his position."Now?" Boy asked eagerly.Bhuvi shrugged, "whatever.""I'll fetch him! I'll be right back." Bhuvi nodded, and Boy hurriedly left Glara's office with a joyful expression. Whoever Boy's friend was, Bhuvi would try to help if the person seemed trustworthy.Shortly after Boy's departure, someone knocked on Glara's office door. Bhuvi welcomed the person to come in. "Excuse me, Sir," greeted Tommy as he entered the room."The culprit is part of the motorcycle club. I've caught him and handed him over to the police with the CCTV evidence."Bhuvi nodded. "What about Damian?""I've found some facts, Sir. Firstly, regarding the timeline of the accident and the process of taking the victi
Bhuvi glanced at Glara, who was lying on the bed with a breathing apparatus attached to her nose. Beside Glara, Gama sat, gazing with a melancholic expression. Meanwhile, Boy was in Tasha's hospital room, whose condition was similar to Glara's.Glara's slender fingers began to move slowly. She blinked and spoke softly, "Bhuvi."Bhuvi immediately turned and bowed his body. "I'll call the doctor, okay?"Glara grabbed Bhuvi's arm and looked at him weakly. "How is Tasha?" she asked softly.Bhuvi turned back and gazed at Glara gently. "She's in the next room. What do you need?"Once again, Glara shook her head. In reality, she didn't need anything other than Bhuvi's presence. Bhuvi sat back down and gently rubbed Glara's hand, while Gama massaged Glara's legs with the little strength he had."Bhuvi, is Tasha okay? I'm worried seeing her faint earlier. I'm sure she's a good and sincere person. I can feel it," Glara said, looking deeply into Bhuvi's eyes."She's fine. Rest. I'll stay here."
With a panicked expression, Martha quickly rose from her position and walked towards her father's room. Outside the room, several of Martha's workers had gathered, their eyes filled with tears as they observed Martha's father's condition.With whatever strength she had left and a growing belly, Martha moved through the crowd. She covered her mouth with an indescribable expression on her face. "Dad," Martha whispered as she staggered towards her father's bed."Call the doctor‼ Quickly call the doctor‼" Martha yelled at her servant standing at the doorway.In a hurried manner, one of the servants rushed to the house phone and called the family's private doctor. In less than 15 minutes, a man in a white coat with his doctor's bag walked into the room. "Let me examine him first."Martha waited behind the doctor, trying to hold back her tears. A longtime servant approached and embraced Martha's shoulders, as if providing support. The doctor removed his stethoscope and turned to look at Mar
Darel's expression changed to one of panic as he looked at Glara and Bhuvi alternately. "I'll be right there." Darel ended his phone call and approached Bhuvi.Putting away his phone, Darel said to Bhuvi, "Mr. Drew, Martha's father has passed away."Glara widened her eyes upon hearing Darel's words, "when? How is it possible? Let's go there.""Calm down, Glara, we'll go, but let's drop off Gama first."After that, they hurriedly headed to the parking lot and got into their respective cars. Darel went to Martha's house first, while Glara and Bhuvi took Gama, Boy, and Tasha to Lana's house and left them there.In a short time, Bhuvi and Glara had just arrived at Martha's residence. Glara hurried to Martha, who was crying in front of Drew's coffin. Glara looked at Bhuvi and said, "Bhuvi, I'll talk to Martha first." Bhuvi nodded and watched Glara walk towards Martha.The arrival of Glara and Bhuvi attracted the attention of other businessmen and journalists covering the death of one of th
Tasha and Glara's bodies rolled to the right, Tasha seemed to protect Glara from the large tree trunk that suddenly swayed right above Glara's head. Seeing this, Bhuvi quickly approached Glara and Tasha lying there with Tasha protecting Glara. "Are you guys okay?" Bhuvi asked, helping Glara and Tasha get up from their positions. Glara accepted Bhuvi's hand and looked at Tasha, who was still lying there. After Glara stood up, Bhuvi helped Tasha up. "Tasha, why did you do that?" Glara asked, touching Tasha's shoulder. "I'm fine, ma'am. How about you?" Tasha asked, still paying attention to Glara. The woman ignored her bleeding arm from hitting the cemetery paving. Boy approached Tasha and brought her to the cemetery side. He brought a first aid kit and helped Tasha clean and treat her wounds. Bhuvi felt something strange about the tree trunk; its break looked unnatural, like it was deliberately cut. Bhuvi glanced up at the tree, and indeed, she saw a man in all-black attire with a f
Tasha moved to cover Gama's eyes with a blindfold as they had planned the night before. After Gama's eyes were securely covered, Bhuvi and Glara guided him into the room.The 6x6-meter room was filled with children around Gama's age, all wearing cone hats. Glara scanned the room, looking at the corners adorned with white and sky blue balloons. In front of them was a small stage, decorated with a birthday cake topped with a number 6 candle.Glara was touched by Bhuvi's efforts to prepare all this. "One... two..." Tasha started counting while signaling the kids with trumpets and confetti poppers.Glara looked at Bhuvi, who appeared happy celebrating Gama's birthday. "Three‼" Tasha shouted simultaneously with Boy opening Gama's blindfold. The room echoed with the sounds of trumpets and confetti poppers colliding.This time, Glara couldn't hold back her tears. She shed tears of joy seeing Gama's ecstatic face. "Mom‼ Gama is happy!" Gama shouted, jumping around and looking at Glara and Bhu
"You look so beautiful," Lana praised Glara, smiling uncontrollably as she gazed at her. "You're truly a queen today." Glara blushed even more upon hearing Lana's compliment."Oh, Auntie, you're too much. You're making me blush," Glara said, lowering her head."Before heading down, may we take some pictures for the portfolio?" one of the makeup artists asked for permission from Glara and Lana.Glara nodded and followed the makeup artist's instructions to strike some poses near the villa's window. "Thank you," the makeup artist said after taking pictures of Glara from various angles."I also thank you for transforming me like this," Glara replied with a sweet smile.After the makeup artist finished tidying up her belongings and excused herself, Lana sat beside Glara. "Glara, thank you for accepting Bhuvi. I hope you both have a family filled with happiness and blessings."Touched by Lana's words, Glara replied, "Auntie, it's actually me who should thank Bhuvi and his extended family. T
"The police only asked for assistance to convey the request for a promise, Sir."Bhuvi nodded. "Oh yes, tomorrow morning before heading to my villa, I'll go there. Glara, do you want to come?" Bhuvi asked Glara, who was staring at him.Glara remained silent for a moment, then said, "Yes," nodding her head.Bhuvi smiled upon hearing Glara's answer. He gently stroked Glara's head. "Uncle Leo, let's play again. Uncle Leo on guard, me and Erina hiding!" Gama shouted while standing near Leo.Leo seemed hesitant, but eventually nodded after getting approval from Bhuvi. Now, Gama, Erina, Leo, and Boy were present, while Tasha was assigned to handle the preparations for Glara's wedding at the villa where her project was built, with Tiffany as the event organizer.Glara took a deep breath, her face beaming with happiness, her eyes teary as she looked at Gama's laughter, so carefree and happy. "Grandpa, I have found my happiness," Glara thought, looking straight at her children.∞As Bhuvi had
"I want to invite Tiffany to work in the company. I know she has sufficient abilities, and after we get married, I want to limit my work, so I think I need Tiffany to help handle it. What do you think?"Bhuvi paused for a moment, appearing to think. "Let's discuss it with her later." Glara smiled happily at Bhuvi's supportive response.The car fell silent again until it arrived at Glara's office. Upon arrival, Glara and Bhuvi hurried to the meeting room. Several board members were already waiting for them, and Glara immediately started the meeting discussing the postponed product material discovery."Sorry for keeping you waiting," Glara said, bowing. "Firstly, thank you for your presence. Next, I will explain the results of the research I found during the investigation. Some materials we used for this product are now banned, and some are outdated. Yesterday, I, along with the laboratory staff, conducted experiments on some possible materials to use. And here are the results..."Every
Everyone in the courtroom turned their attention to the woman entering, their eyes filled with curiosity. "Tiffany?" Glara whispered upon seeing the young woman standing among the crowd."Who is this person? And which party does she represent?" the judge asked Damian and Robert's attorneys."I am Tiffany Magdalena, the daughter of Daniel Woody. A politician who died in prison due to unfounded accusations."The judge allowed the young woman to step forward and take the oath. After swearing, the judge and the prosecuting attorney began to interrogate her."So, what do you know, or what would you like to convey?" he asked Tiffany, who stood in front of the microphone, looking directly at the judge.Tiffany took a deep breath, looking at Damian and Robert alternately. "Robertinus Woody. Do you remember me? I am one of the victims of your greed for wealth. Five years ago, you made me
"Erina will do it," Bhuvi's brief answer made Glara and Darel furrow their brows in confusion. "Erina once said she wanted to become a lawyer and clear her mother's name. That's one of my goals in adopting Erina."Darel nodded. "Hopefully, there is still time to reopen that case." Bhuvi nodded. "Oh, by the way, when are you two getting married? The engagement has already happened."Glara choked on her own saliva, while Bhuvi just looked at Darel calmly. "After all the issues are resolved, I will prepare for it. What about you, Glara?" Bhuvi asked, looking at Glara, who was still trying to hide her embarrassed expression."Um, I'll just go along," Glara replied briefly, still in her position."I'll help with the preparations. Don't hesitate to let me know what I can assist with," Darel offered with a happy smile that continued to light up his face. Bhuvi and Glara nodded in response to Darel's offer.They went back to their respective activities. Bhuvi and Darel resumed painting with G
"Damian has revealed who ordered and financed his actions.” Glara's brown eyes widened perfectly upon hearing Bhuvi's words."How is that possible?"Bhuvi smiled faintly. "Maybe he realized that what he did was wrong.""What about his punishment?" Glara asked, still looking seriously at Bhuvi.Bhuvi shook his head. "The chance of complete freedom is small. But to lighten the punishment, it's possible. Whatever it is, the most important thing now is that he has made the right decision."Glara nodded. "After the verdict hearing. Whether he is free or not, he requested to meet his daughter Martha."Glara frowned at Bhuvi's words. "A few days ago, Leo and I visited him. And we offered a collaboration. Anyway, Damian is the key witness to that man's crimes, and only Damian can bring it to legal proceedings.""And then?"
"Maybe you can go free or get a lighter sentence," replied the calm investigative team with sharp eyes. "So, is there really someone behind you?"Damian fell silent, unable to answer the man's statement. It was unclear what made Damian struggle to speak the truth. "Can I contact someone?""Oh, you're just wasting time.""Just 10 minutes. After that, I'll tell the truth," Damian said, trying to persuade the investigator. Finally, the man handed him his phone, and Damian quickly dialed the numbers on the investigator's phone screen and pressed it to his ear.The ringing tone echoed, but Damian didn't get an answer. Damian didn't give up; he continued dialing the number several times. The investigator became irritated with Damian's attitude. "Enough, you're wasting time. Give it back!" the man scolded as he snatched the phone from Damian's hand."Hello!" Damian said when the call connected, a hoarse voice greeting from the other side."Who's this?""It's Damian. When will you keep your p
For over a week, Damian has been engulfed in anxiety and confusion. Multiple times, Damian read the agreement letter given to him by Bhuvi. And according to the schedule provided, today Damian will have a visit from his lawyer."Come on!" said the police officer as he opened the cell door and led Damian to meet his lawyer in a special room.Damian entered, gazing at the middle-aged man sitting in one of the chairs. Damian approached and sat in front of the man. "How are you?" the lawyer asked as Damian sat down, and Officer politely closed the door, leaving them to converse."Not too good," Damian replied, leaning his back against the wooden chair's support.The lawyer nodded. "Why?""When can I be free?" Damian asked bluntly, instantly changing the lawyer's facial expression.The lawyer took a deep breath and said, "When will you start being honest? There's no other way, Damian. All the evidence supports and corners you. Even if there's any evidence, you'll still be convicted.""Who
"You'll be surprised if you know about his company and who is leading it," Glara said with a serious expression.Bhuvi looked at Glara, raising an eyebrow. "Who is it, then?"Glara took a deep breath, then looked at Bhuvi intently and said, "Robert."Bhuvi smiled. "So my suspicions were correct. This man manipulated the situation and made Damian the culprit.""You already knew?" Glara asked with the same gaze.Bhuvi nodded, "Not everything. I only know that Robert instructed Damian and incited him. As for the purpose of doing that, I just found out now." Bhuvi looked at Glara and said, "As I mentioned earlier, a few days ago, I investigated everything with Tommy and Leo. And I found Robert's name but couldn't find his motive.""Can we report him?" Glara asked Bhuvi."Maybe yes, maybe no. He's powerful enough to fight back; one of his in-laws works in law, making him legally immune. The only key is..." Bhuvi paused in his statement, changed his position, and sat facing the pool. "It's