The next day, an article appeared on one of the major news sites. The article revealed that all the allegations against Nayla were untrue and that there was a conspiracy to bring her down. Kayla's name was mentioned as the mastermind, along with several other influential figures.
Kayla was shocked and angry when she read the article. She knew that Zavier was behind all of this. With her reputation ruined, she felt helpless and angry at her stepdaughter.
Sefia felt even more depressed. She knew that Zavier probably wouldn't forgive her. She tried to contact Zavier to talk, but he refused to answer his phone.
With Nayla's reputation restored, her career began to revive. She thanked Zavier for his support, even though they were not back together. Nayla knew that Zavier had risked a lot to help her, and she felt indebted to him.
Kayla wasn't done yet. Even though her reputation was damaged, she still had
On the other hand, Kayla was satisfied to see the results of her plan. She was sure that this time, Nayla would not be able to rise again. However, she did not realize that Zavier was planning something to stop her stepmother once and for all.Zavier contacted some of his friends in the legal world and the media to gather evidence that could be used against Kayla. He knows that this move is very risky, but he can't let the scheming woman continue to ruin Nayla's life.Zavier invited Kayla and Sefia to talk at their home. When they had all gathered, Zavier began to speak in a serious voice.“Kayla, Sefia, I know that you two are behind all the fake news about Nayla,” Zavier said firmly.Kayla tried to deny it with a chuckle. “Zavier, you're wrong. We didn't do anything this time. Can't Mando investigate for you?”Zavier shook his head. “Don't lie anym
Kayla had never felt this fragile. Anger and humiliation overcame her after the confrontation with Zavier. She could not let her stepson defend Nayla.To her, this was a matter of pride and family. He had to take further action.“You will never step foot in my house again!” Zavier exclaimed and walked out of the courtroom with steady steps.Kayla sat limply in the defendant's seat, hearing all that. Especially seeing Zavier pulling Nayla's hand to leave the courtroom which returned to silence after it was all over.Zavier pulled Nayla into a quiet room. Michael wanted to follow them, but Mando and Cahyo kept blocking his way.“They only spoke for a moment. Give them some space,” Mando said firmly, causing Michael to let out a long sigh and decide to wait.Inside one of the rooms in the courthouse, Zavier held Nayla with one hand agains
Nayla was surprised, but tried to normalize her feelings, “No. He doesn't look like you at all. He doesn't look like you at all.”“Then why don't you and Michael live together?”“It's a private matter. You have no right to interfere too much.” Nayla was about to stand up after her harsh words, but Zavier quickly held her back.“I thought we were here to talk about the tender?” Nayla stared at Zavier with clear, perfectly rounded eyes.“Let go of your hand, Zavier. Mind your manners!” she exclaimed, starting to feel agitated.“Or are you going to slap me again? It still hurts.”Zavier smiled slightly and immediately pulled Nayla into a hug, “I just missed you. Let me hold you for a while.”Nayla froze, she felt confused because she could not lie to herself
“So we will compete fairly?” asked Zavier as he followed Nayla out of the room.“Yes, I will show you my skills. Promise to abide by my rules when I win.”Ting!The list opened and Nayla stepped into it followed by Zavier.As the elevator doors closed, Zavier brought his lips to Nayla's ear, “I will obey.”His whisper gave Nayla goosebumps and was slightly amused. However, the pounding in her heart made her unable to focus properly.“Aah, we're here,” she said awkwardly.When the elevator doors opened, Michael was already waiting in front of the elevator. His brow furrowed at the sight of Nayla's company in the same elevator.“I-I, we met downstairs earlier,” Nayla greeted him awkwardly and quickly got out of the elevator.“Those li
Zavier put his hand back and stared at the departure of the two people with a smile full of mystery.“She's mine,” Zavier muttered with a cold stare.***The evening's event took place grandly, in a luxurious ballroom filled with crystal chandeliers and elegant decorations. Guests danced on the spacious dance floor, while waiters passed by with trays of lavishly served drinks and snacks. Soft jazz music played, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere.Nayla and Michael arrived together, looking perfectly matched in their party outfits. Nayla looks elegant in a light blue sheer dress that shows off her curves. Michael's hands were constantly on Nayla's back, which was exposed up to her waist.Zavier sipped his drink rudely at the sight and felt jealous.Michael was never far from Nayla's side, watching her every move. Whenever Zavier approached, Michae
Nayla fell silent, her face paled as guilt assailed her. “Michael, I can explain...” she tried to speak, but her voice trailed off.Zavier remained calm despite the escalating situation. He looked at Michael with a faint smile on his face, as if he didn't feel the slightest bit guilty. “There's nothing to worry about, Michael. We were just talking.”Michael approached further, now standing between Zavier and Nayla. “Stay away from my wife,” he said in a low, threatening tone, ”I warned you before, Zavier.”Zavier raised an eyebrow, as if challenged. “Sure, Michael. But remember, Nayla has the right to choose what she wants.”Before Michael could react, Nayla pulled his hand away, trying to stop the confrontation from escalating. “Michael, let's go,” she whispered, her eyes pleading with him not to prolong the matter. 
After soaking in the bath, trying to relieve the tension and calm herself down, Nayla came out feeling more refreshed, but her mind was still racing. As she reached for her cell phone lying on the dressing table, the screen lit up, displaying a message that had just come in.It was from Zavier.“When are you going to reunite me with Joen?”Nayla paused, staring at the screen with mixed feelings. The message from Zavier made her heart even more uncertain.He had promised to reunite Joen with his biological father, but she knew something else would happen when Zavier started the DNA test.“What should I do when Zavier finds out about his son? Will he take him away from me?” Nayla monologued pensively in front of the dressing table.Beep beep.Another message came in and it was from Zavier.&ldquo
Zavier gave a small applause. “That's amazing, Joen! You were great!”Joen smiled shyly and then approached Zavier, taking his hand gently. Zavier felt his heart melt at the little girl's sweet gesture.Nayla smiled happily at their interaction. Inwardly, Nayla recognized that Joen was rarely so close to new people. “You really have the magic touch, Zavier,” Nayla murmured as she gazed at Zavier and his movements in playing with Joen.Zavier felt proud and happy. “I'm glad I could make her comfortable. Joen is a wonderful girl.”Nayla nodded. “She is indeed extraordinary. Joen has her own way of showing affection and comfort. I'm so grateful that you can accept and appreciate her.”“Why do you want to meet him? He is Michael's son. Not yours, stop your unwarranted suspicions,” Nayla said with a confident smile.&n
Moments later, Sefia cried out in excitement when the noNaylal of two billion was displayed on her phone screen, indicating that the money had been sent by Bram.“Doctor! Doctor! We can proceed with the surgery!” Sefia exclaimed with excitement.Moments later, the doctor and the medics were ready to resume the operation. Sefia stared at the ceiling, trying to calm herself down. She knew her journey wasn't over yet, but at least now she wasn't alone.There was Doctor Bram who would be the source of funds for her treatment costs.“As long as Zavier hasn't gotten any facts, then I will prepare myself well and become Nayla... for him!”***Five hours seemed like a long time for a plastic surgery that required medical professionals.Sefia woke up with heavy breathing, her vision blurred behind the bandages wrapped around her face. Pain radiated from her cheekbone to her jaw, like thousands of needles stabbing all ov
“What deal are you referring to, Mrs. Sefia?”Sefia snorted then said, “stop pretending! I'm in trouble right now. Zavier maxed out my credit card and I have to have plastic surgery right now!”Bram laughed, and the laughter was painful to Sefia's ears. “Oh, that's your problem. I'm already happy enough having Nayla. Right now, that woman can't remember anything except me as her husband.”“What do you mean, why can't she remember? What have you done to her?” Sefia could not contain her anger and despair. She felt as if her world was collapsing because she was too stupid to hand Nayla over to a man with no humanity like Bram.“Ah, that's just a small problem. Nayla has a bit of amnesia. She doesn't remember anyone, except me. And I have no intention of letting her go,” Bram replied in a very casual tone, as if talking about the weather.“I can't believe this. You have to let her go, B
The doctor stared at her for a moment, trying to find the right words. “There might be a way to contact your family or close friends. Maybe they can help, or you can try to contact the bank to resolve this issue.”Sefia closed her eyes, trying not to feel the growing emotional burden. “I don't want to contact my family. They don't understand this decision. They always think I'm stupid for wanting to do this surgery.”“I understand,” the doctor said gently. “But we need a quick solution. The implant inside your nose will also have to be removed if you can't pay.”“What?!” Sefia let out a deep breath. “Zavier! I thought he would support me. But he blocked me instead. This is so unfair!”“Are there any close friends you can call? Anyone who can help in this situation?” asked the doctor, looking at Sefia seriously.“No! Everyone thinks I'm crazy for doing this. I
Nayla quickly ran to her room and threw herself onto the bed. Covered her hot face with a pillow and snuggled into the blanket.Crying without understanding why she was crying. Something was missing from her, but she didn't know what it was. She just felt broken and strange in the place she was in right now, yet unable to explain anything.She missed someone or something, but she didn't know what it was. It was a feeling that shook him so badly that he cried until he wailed in his room.Bram could only stand at the door with the same heartbreak. His hands were shaking violently. He wanted so badly to turn the door knob and rush in to hug Nayla, but he knew that it would only make her even more depressed.Bram closed his eyes and held his own hands, took a deep breath and decided to stand at the door until the sound of Nayla's crying subsided.***Sefia lay on the patient bed with her face almost completely wrapped in bandages, her feelings w
They walked into a room at the end of the house and by the time Bram turned the door knob. Nayla's eyes rounded perfectly.There were various paintings there and there was also a large blank canvas, brushes, and some oil paints. She set them up deftly by the window overlooking the garden, making sure there was enough light to paint in.“These are all yours, Nadia. And this... is your most amazing work,” said Bram as he showed a beautiful, abstract painting.“This?” asked Nayla. Her voice was barely audible.Bram gave a small nod and pushed Nayla into a chair with the canvas standing in front of her.“Here are your tools,” he said flatly, as he stepped to the side, giving her space.Nayla sat in front of the blank canvas with a blank stare, feeling a subtle tremble in her hands as she stroked the blank canvas.Carefully, she took the brush in her hand. The first touch of the brush on her fingers felt
Silence fell over the room again. Bram tried to smile, although his smile looked stiff. He crouched with one foot next to Nayla. “The important thing is that you're safe now. That's all that matters. We can build everything back, together.”“You will remember everything, sooner or later. My love for you will restore everything, Nadia.”Nayla gave a small nod and continued her meal as Bram stepped back into his chair.However, those words could not penetrate the confusion in Nayla's heart. Every movement at the table felt mechanical, devoid of any real emotion. Every mouthful was hollow, as if there was no taste other than the feeling of being trapped in ignorance.Of course the dinner passed in unspoken tension, with Nayla still immersed in her self-discovery, while Bram tried to endure the silence while considering and doubting whether the medicine he had given her was enough to make her forget her memory.“Bram, am I
The maid seemed hesitant to answer, but before she could elaborate, the door to the room opened slowly. In the doorway stood Bram, his face worried yet calm.“Nadia,” Bram called in a deep, yet gentle voice. “You're awake, darling. How are you feeling?”Bram walked over with steady steps, his eyes thoughtful as he approached the bed where Nayla lay. Wordlessly, he leaned down and planted a soft kiss on the forehead of the woman he claimed as his wife, as if it was his way of calming Nayla's troubled mind. The touch felt cold and unfamiliar to Nayla, who was still struggling to remember who the man before her was.“Didn't you say this gentleman would be home by six?” Nayla glanced at the waitress who was beginning to feel awkward and at fault. The little girl stepped back with her head bowed.“Glad to see you're awake, dear,” Bram said in a low voice. He then turned to the young waitress who was still standin
The young servant paused for a moment, seemingly unsure of Nayla's question. “Mr... Mr. Bram, ma'am,” he replied slowly, his voice trembling slightly. “He's been looking after you all this time.”Nayla closed her eyes, trying to make sense of the situation, but her mind remained foggy. “Bram? Who is he? I don't... don't remember who he is,” she muttered in a confused tone.“You didn't answer my question. What's my name? Do you know?”The young maid looked down, uncomfortable with Nayla's confusion. “Madam... your name is Nadia. Nadia Anderson. And you are Mr. Bram's wife.”“You were just married last week and someone caused Madame to have an accident,” the little maid said with her head bowed.Nayla's eyes widened, a mixed feeling of confusion and fear coming over her. “Wife? An accident? But I don't remember anything... how can I be his wife?”“Who is
Little Joen smiled and wrapped his arms firmly around Zavier, showing him great love. Even though the boy was not very good with words, Zavier could feel the immense love from his little angel.“By the way, Papa Puzzle, there's one more...”“Hmm, what is it, dear?”“Joen saw on the television earlier, there was a story... a family and a story... of love, they met and got together. Is Papa Puzzle and Mama like that too?” Joen linked his two forefingers with sparkling eyes.Zavier frowned, considering what movie this kid had seen. “What do you mean?”“That, Papa... met and got married?”“Ohh, of course. Papa and Mama got married.”Little Joen shifted his butt sitting on Zavier's lap. “Story!” He said enthusiastically.Zavier's eyes stared blankly ahead, there was a pain that could not be hidden behind the small smile he tried to carve for the litt