Glara shook her head. "Grandpa just doesn't want it; he thinks you're not competitive." "I think Glara's decision is correct, Mr. Louis. The Norush Group has a concept that's too outdated. There is no improvement, and some of the company's projects I worked on ended up unclear. The budget plans are also not transparent." Louis looked surprised to hear Bhuvi's account. "Why is that so? Before the change in leadership, the company was excellent in handling each project." "Because the leader can't do anything except cheat," Glara replied, silencing both Bhuvi and Louis. "Indeed, Damian can't do anything. Luckily, you're free from him," Louis remarked. Glara didn't respond to Louis's words; she just stayed silent while playing with her phone. The atmosphere in the car became quiet again, with only the faint sound of the radio. An hour had passed in their journey, yet they hadn't reached the hotel. Glara's stomach growled involuntarily, and Bhuvi, who was also hungry, immediately look
“What are you doing here, Damian?” the woman replied, looking at Damian questioningly.Damian smiled faintly and then pulled the woman in the red dress into a quieter hallway. He confined the woman's body with one hand. "Issabella, my ex, you are so beautiful tonight!”Issabella blushed, smiled, and stroked Damian's chest. "You followed me here?"Issabella was Damian's ex-girlfriend before he met Glara. They were forced to end their relationship because Isabella had to follow her parents to move across the country. Damian was stunned by Issabella's body shape, which was much more attractive than Martha's. Because he consumed too much alcohol, Damian started to lose his mind.He scraped the distance between his lips and Issa, and soon Issa felt a chewy object pressing against his lips. Because the atmosphere was getting hotter, Damian picked up Issa and took her to one of the rooms a
"Actually, why did Gama accept you?" Glara asked, looking puzzled.Bhuvi smiled and said she didn't know why Gama behaved that way. Honestly, Bhuvi didn't expect Gama to accept her so easily. Glara sighed upon hearing Bhuvi's answer, and she continued to gaze out of the car window."Why did you buy painting supplies?" Glara remembered Bhuvi's gift to her son."Because Gama likes it."Bhuvi's brief answer didn't satisfy Glara. She continued to press Bhuvi to be straightforward about why she bought them. Bhuvi finally sighed and said, "Because, as far as I know, drawing can reveal someone's inner feelings. Who knows, through painting, we might understand what Gama is really going through and what he wants to do."Glara felt slapped on both sides. After all, Glara, as Gama's mother, didn't know about this method. "No need to feel guilty. I already said I would help you."&nbs
Bhuvi quickly carried Glara and took her to her private car. Bhuvi appeared to be careful in carrying Glara, while Glara winced, holding back pain in her ankle. "Where's the nearest clinic?" Bhuvi asked the head of the region."Let me take you there, Sir." The man quickly mounted his motorcycle and led the way.Bhuvi tried to focus on driving, although she was worried about Glara's condition. "Sorry for troubling you, Bhuvi."Bhuvi shook her head. "Sorry for not taking care of you.""It's not your fault; I was just not careful earlier." Bhuvi remained silent. She then parked her car in the simple hospital parking lot.Bhuvi carried Glara again and took her to the emergency room. Their arrival was met by a nurse and a duty doctor, who quickly examined Glara's condition and asked Bhuvi to wait outside.Bhuvi complied with the nurse's instructions, standing in f
"Good.""Sure that's all?" teased Louis, looking at Glara, who turned her face away. "Actually, you two match. Grandpa would certainly approve.""Oh, come on, Grandpa. Glara, let's go inside," Glara deliberately avoided Louis; she agreed with his words, but she was afraid and embarrassed to admit it.Minutes turned into hours, hours turned into days. It had been over a week since they stayed in the villa. Glara's foot had also improved significantly. The psychological condition of Gama was gradually getting better. The boy was getting closer to Bhuvi; they often spent time together, cycling in the afternoon, painting together, or even swimming.Today was Gama's schedule for a check-up at the hospital. Since morning, Glara had been getting ready with her clothes and Gama's. At exactly eight in the morning, Glara came out of the room with Gama by her side."Grandpa isn't coming?" G
"What do they do to your life?" Bhuvi asked Glara, who remained silent. "Do they take care of Gama? No, right? We have the right to choose whether to listen or not. Just live your life well and do your best from your best version."Glara nodded and managed a faint smile, trying to absorb Bhuvi's words. "The failure in marriage is not entirely your fault. You've done your best. Ask yourself if you want to endure a marriage like this or end it to start anew," Bhuvi asked Glara, who was still silent."Accept it; you can surely get through this." Bhuvi's words seemed like a mantra, hypnotizing Glara to regain her enthusiasm and try to accept the fate of her life.Unconsciously, Bhuvi's car had already arrived at the hospital where Gama was treated before. After parking the car, Bhuvi quickly got out and helped Glara carry Gama. They looked like a harmonious husband and wife, with Bhuvi carrying the sleeping Gama and Glara wa
"What do you want to drink?" Lana asked with a sweet smile on her face.Unconsciously, Glara let out a sigh of relief. "Anything, Aunt, as long as it's not too much trouble."Lana smiled again and walked towards the kitchen. Glara and Bhuvi waited in the living room, observing Gama, who was busy drawing on the canvas given by Lana. Although Gama wasn't very good at writing yet, given his young age, for some reason, every stroke he made seemed meaningful."Feel free to drink. I'm sorry, Aunt, I don't have any other drinks in stock." Lana placed two cups of warm tea on the table.She then sat across from Glara and Bhuvi, who were trying Lana's tea. "So, what do you think, Aunt?" Bhuvi asked after placing his cup on the table.Lana looked at each of Gama's hand-drawn creations, seemed to ponder for a moment, and said, "From these drawings, Aunt sees that Gama indeed has trauma with
Bhuvi nodded and gave a slight smile. "I'm sorry, once again I have to trouble you.""It's okay, I should be the one apologizing for boldly entering your room."Glara shook her head and smiled uncomfortably. After that brief conversation, Bhuvi returned to his room to finish his work. Glara, despite feeling uneasy about always inconveniencing Bhuvi, resumed her cooking activities.Time passed, and the food Glara cooked was neatly arranged on the dining table. Glara hurried into her room to wake up her son, who had been sleeping for quite a while. Luckily, Gama was not the type of child who had trouble waking up or whining when getting up.After Gama woke up, Glara immediately helped him clean up and prepared his bedtime clothes. After Gama finished cleaning up and changed his clothes, Glara brought him out of the room. As they left the room, Glara met Bhuvi, who had just come out of his room with a l
"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