Zavier covered his nose as a pungent odor came from inside the room. Zavier's wheelchair was moved in, followed by Cahyo who now looked very scared.
Mando looked at Zavier who was sitting in his wheelchair. “Mr. Zavier, Mrs. Kayla... she locked me up,” Mando said in a low voice. “I knew you would look for me sooner or later and find me.”
Mando was powerless to rise from the rundown bed he was currently occupying.
“What happened to you?” asked Zavier sympathetically, seeing Mando's unkempt state.
Before Mando could answer, Zavier squinted, looking at Mando. “Do you know about Nayla and her whereabouts?”
Mando chuckled, as if the question was expected. “Nayla? Is the Master not with her?”
Mando turned to Cahyo, “He should know.”
Zavier quickly turned to Cahyo, fists clenched, refraining from shouting. “Don't mess with me. You know where he is.”
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“Cooperate for your own good. Don't you like being a Doctor?” Zavier got all his words out loud and clear.“What if I want more than just money, Zavier,” Bram finally said, his voice sounding flat. “I need a guarantee that after this, you won't come looking for me again. No one will be looking for me at all. I will disappear, and you will never hear my name again.”Zavier gave a small smile. “That can be arranged. Once I find Nayla, my business with you is done. I have no reason to look for you again.”Doctor Bram paused, seemingly in thought. Zavier's offer was hard to refuse, especially when he knew that his life would not last long if he was constantly pursued without sufficient resources.“Tell me, what do you want?” asked Zavier, getting impatient.“All your assets in Kyoto!” said Bram in a high tone.“Wh-what?” Zavier was so shocked that he wanted to st
Zavier's men immediately moved according to his instructions. Zavier knew that Bram would not be easy to track down-he was slippery, smart, and very good at covering his tracks. But Zavier had an extensive network, and he would use all his resources to find the man.As the team prepared, Zavier sat in silence for a moment, trying to control his explosive anger. He stared up at the sky, his mind filled with images of Nayla. She must have been going through hell all this time, and he wasn't there to protect her. A feeling of guilt snuck up on him, but anger was bigger than that. Bram had to pay for all of this-every betrayal, every lie.Once the team was ready, Zavier ordered them to comb the area of Bram's house. Bram's car was parked in front of the mansion's courtyard.They were going to start at Bram's house, but Zavier knew Bram would have beefed up his security. He couldn't rely on speed alone, he needed a good plan.As expected, Bram's mansion was su
The sun stung and morning greeted Nayla from her deep sleep. She was so confused by her current state.Her head felt heavy and her whole body felt crushed. When she opened her eyes, she was surprised to find a man's hand on her stomach.Nayla was shocked to find a strange man beside the bed and their bodies were bare.“Aarghh! Who are you?” asked Nayla frantically while pulling the blanket to cover herself.Bram squirmed and smiled softly, “We were just making out last night and you forgot about me so quickly?”Nayla held her head which still felt heavy. She had even forgotten her own name.“Me, who am I? Ahh, how did I end up here?”“Nadia...” Bram pulled Nayla into a hug. Although Nayla tried to resist, but the strength of the man she definitely could not defeat.“You are my wife and last night was our first night. You and I were very drunk, but don't tell me you forgot ev
Zavier stared into the distance from his glass window with a sad face. Apart from failing to get Nayla back, he also had to pay some fees for damaging property and making accusations without evidence.Meanwhile, Doctor Bram came out of the operating room exhausted and claimed that his house was broken into by Mr. Zavier Abraham while he was struggling to save the life of the patient he was operating on, thus tarnishing Abraham's name.Abraham's stock began to plummet and the angriest of all was Sefia along with Kayla.Kayla immediately contacted Zavier through her cell phone. When the call was connected, Kayla immediately said in a high tone, “what have you done. Why so stupid?” Kayla was beside Cahyo. The man had served her repeatedly to the point of exhaustion.“Zavier! Answer your mother!” Kayla exclaimed through her cell phone. However, Zavier grunted and only replied briefly.“Don't ever feel like you're my mom! Y
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
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
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
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
***Happy ending***Zavier smiled coldly, his gaze calculating. “They conspired,” he replied in a low but firm tone. “They stole Nayla's identity and made my wife suffer through memory loss. They played with her life, erasing the precious memories we once had. If they think they can get away with it, they're sadly mistaken.”His assistant remained calm on the other end of the line, waiting for further instructions. “What is your plan, sir?”Zavier stared far ahead, his eyes filled with determination. “Reclaim her face,” he said meaningfully, ”and let the fake forget her memory. Make her feel what Nayla experienced. If they dare to take my wife's life, then I will take back what they stole. The face they created, the memories they formed... let it all crumble and perish.”His assistant nodded on the other end of the line, understanding what Zavier meant. “Yes, sir. I will arrange everything.
Sefia gasped and turned her head quickly, her eyes showing obvious shock. “Oh, Zavier... I just... had some sudden business,” she stammered. “You don't need to worry. It's just a short meeting.”However, Zavier did not simply believe her. There was something in the woman's demeanor that made him suspicious, and his desire to find out more surfaced strongly.Without saying anything else, he let Sefia go first, but not long after, Zavier got into his car and started following behind.Zavier kept his distance, making sure that Sefia did not notice his presence. He drove slowly, following Sefia's car carefully. Every turn the woman took further emphasized Zavier's suspicions. “What is she really hiding?” he muttered to himself.“She doesn't look like the Nayla that belongs to me, her eyes, her voice are different, and her height. Why did I never realize that?&rdq
“Sara, a-I'll give you an extra fee... for... for what happened last night.”Hearing that, Sara's eyes rounded and a pile of tears began to gather rapidly.Those words pierced Sara's heart. It was as if everything that happened between them was just a transaction, not something that had meaning.Her face that had been full of love turned into unbearable anger. “Pay?” she snarled in a sharp voice, her eyes looking at Bram with disappointment.“So, you think I'm just a servant who can be bought? What happened last night is just something you can pay me to erase?”Bram was silent, not expecting Sara's reaction to be that harsh. He opened his mouth, trying to find words to defuse the situation, but Sara continued before he could speak.“I'm not something you can bargain with, honorable Mr. Bram! Whatever happened last nig
His ears seemed to be deaf to the words Sara threw out. To him, in that drunken state, Sara was Nayla coming back to him, and this was a chance to embrace the woman he had been longing for.“Don't leave again, Nayla... please...” she whispered desperately, holding Sara's body on the bed. Tearing off the clothes she was wearing and starting to nuzzle Sara's slender neck.Sara tried to push Bram away, trying to snap him out of his drunken stupor. “Mr. Bram, this is not Nayla! You're drunk! Let go of me!” she said in a loud and trembling voice. However, her efforts were not strong enough to sober Bram up.Feelings of fear and confusion mixed in Sara's mind. She knew that this man was obsessed with Nayla, but she never expected to be in this situation.In a last ditch effort, she gathered all the strength she had and managed to break free from Bram's grip, roll off the bed, and escape out of the room as quickly as possible, leaving Bra
Nadia's face-or Nayla, as it often crossed his mind-was so similar to the one he remembered as the wife he loved. Not just in terms of physical appearance, but also in the way she spoke, her gentle smile, and the way she looked at Zavier as if recognizing the deepest part of his soul. Every glance, every body movement, felt like an inexplicable déjà vu.Her lips and her kiss.However, the woman now in his home-who he had always believed to be Nayla-felt different.It was as if something was missing, something unseen but felt. Her gaze was empty and distant, her touch no longer providing the warmth they once shared.“Have I been blinded by my desperation to get my wife back? Is that woman really Nayla?” Zavier thought.Zavier clasped his head with both hands, trying to calm the turmoil of his feelings. If this Nadia was the real Nayla, then who was the wo
Zavier immediately turned to Nayla, who was now sitting upright on the sofa with her hair tousled and her eyes half open. He knew that the situation could get ugly if he didn't get things under control soon.“Nayla, calm down,” he said in a soothing tone on his cell phone. “I'm helping someone who needs help. There's nothing for you to worry about.”However, those words were not enough to calm Sefia down. “Helping someone? In the middle of the night like this? And that woman's voice, why is she with you?” Sefia was getting more and more agitated, her voice portraying a burning anger and jealousy.Zavier let out a long breath, realizing that a simple explanation would not be enough to ease the anger of the woman who claimed to be his wife.“Nadia is facing a complicated situation, and I can't just leave her. Believe me, I didn't do anything wrong,” she r
Zavier looked at her deeply, as if trying to find the answer behind Nadia's eyes. “Maybe there's something in you that's more than just a similar face to Nayla. Maybe, somehow, we once had more of a connection than we realized.”“Or... are you the real Nayla?” asked Zavier, but the question was more to himself as Nadia just looked at him with a sad face.They sat in silence for a while, enjoying the warmth that still remained from that moment. Although there was a lot of confusion and questions still hanging in the air, both of them felt a strange but real bond, as if fate had brought them back together after a long time apart.The rain began to fall heavily outside, droplets soaking the windows and a soft, soothing rhythm could be heard.Zavier looked out for a moment before turning back to Nayla. Without saying much, he led her to the living room. They walked slowly, feeling the silence filled only by the sound of the rain drippi
Zavier took another step towards Nayla and said, “You rest inside and I'll take Joen home first. After that, I'll come and bring some food for you, okay?”Nayla nodded obediently and gave a warm smile and waved goodbye to Joen.They got back into the car, and Zavier drove Joen home.Along the way, his mind was spinning, thinking of the steps to take. Who exactly was the woman he brought to the empty house? Was she really the real Nayla, or just the result of Bram's crazy obsession with creating a clone?The questions kept swirling in his mind, and Zavier knew that the answers he would find might change everything.After ensuring Joen's safe return, Zavier quickly returned to the empty house. He had to talk to the woman, find out who she really was, and what was really going on. In his heart, Zavier hoped that the truth, no matter how hard it was, would come out so that everyone involved could find the peace that had been taken from thei
Having run out of steam to vent his anger, Bram shuffled towards his room. The door slammed loudly behind him, signaling that he didn't want to be disturbed.Sara stood at the door, while several servants began to organize to clean up the broken glass scattered in the living room.Moments later, there was the sound of a bottle being opened and the smell of alcohol spreading from behind the door. Bram took a rough swig of liquor, trying to shake off the deep frustration and emptiness.He felt like he had done everything-transforming Sefia into Nayla's likeness, and thinking he could slowly possess Nayla-but in reality, the real Nayla still eluded him.In that dark room, Bram felt completely defeated. No matter how much he tried to control the situation, reality always made him feel like he was chasing a shadow that he could never reach.The man occasionally shouted, startling Sara. However, the woman remained faithful and behind the door of the room