"Of course, there are some things that I want to discuss with Glara and you," Darel replied, looking at Bhuvi and Glara alternately.After all of Glara's belongings were unloaded from the car, they hurriedly entered, following the guards carrying their belongings. Bhuvi escorted Glara and Gama to the guest room next to his room, while Darel and Lana immediately occupied another room facing Bhuvi and Glara's room.In the guest room, Glara lay down next to Gama, who had fallen asleep since getting out of the car. Glara was about to doze off if she hadn't heard a knock on her room door. "Bhuvi, what's up?" Glara asked, looking at the man standing in front of her. Glara's unblinking eyes observed Bhuvi's homely appearance, which looked different than usual."There's something that Pak Darel and I want to convey. Can you join us?" Glara turned to look at Gama, who was peacefully sleeping on the bed."Don't worry. The door is open, and my subordinate is waiting outside," Bhuvi reassured, re

Damian looked awkward. "What do you mean, why are you pregnant again, preparing all of this?"Martha smiled relieved. "You surprised me, Damian. I didn't prepare everything myself; there's a helper assisting.""Oh, I thought you did it alone. Well then, I'll take a shower first." Martha nodded, letting Damian enter the bathroom.While waiting for Damian to freshen up, Martha chose to tidy up Damian's dirty clothes and work bag. When lifting Damian's jacket, Martha accidentally found a piece of paper that made her furrow her brows. She quickly hid the paper and acted as if everything was fine.Soon, Damian came out of the bathroom in casual clothes. "Oh, Damian, I just heard that Mr. Louis passed away, right?"Damian's hand movement stopped as he folded the towel around his head next to the bathroom door. "Yes.""Have you been there? If not, how about going there tonight and having dinner out?""Tomorrow morning. I'm very tired today." Damian moved up to the bed and lay down.Martha no

"What's wrong, honey?" Damian asked upon returning to the car and noticing Martha's change in demeanor. "You were fine earlier. What's going on?"Martha remained silent. "I'm tired. How about we just go home?""Not visiting your father?" Damian asked without any suspicion.Martha shook her head, closed her eyes, and leaned her head against the car seat. Damian nodded, put back the flowers he had bought, then drove the car back towards Martha's private residence. In his mind, Damian kept wondering about Martha's change in attitude, but he remembered Martha's very young pregnancy. She had mentioned that pregnant women often had mood swings. Even though Glara wasn't like that, Damian tried to think positively, considering Martha's different personality.Upon arriving home, Damian helped Martha out of the car, carrying her into her room. When he was about to turn around, Damian noticed his phone ringing. He picked it up, furrowing his brows when he saw Issabella's name on the screen. Quic

Damian's movements stopped as he was surprised by Issabella's presence, who was standing not far from him. "It's nothing, work stuff." "Oh, where are you going?" Issabella asked, looking at Damian putting on his shirt. Damian shook his head and walked towards Issabella. "I want to stay here," he said, embracing Issabella from behind. His strong fingers moved, caressing and touching Issabella's body, making her moan restrainedly. "Damian, don't do this; you're teasing me." Issabella resisted by moving her body, increasing her arousal. Issabella wasn't a virtuous woman; she had engaged in intimate relationships since her teens. That's why she became addicted to bedroom activities, and Damian was the only man who could match her in the game of passion. While Damian and Issabella were indulging in their forbidden relationship, Glara had just finished her office work after accompanyin

Bhuvi nodded with a faint smile on his face. "As I've already mentioned, Mr. Louis has a strong intuition about this incident." "In that case, it means I..." "You will manage three companies." Glara was stunned, disbelieving Bhuvi's words. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "What if I fail?" Glara asked with her eyes closed. Bhuvi smiled thinly, one hand rubbing the top of Glara's head. "There's me and Mr. Darel. You can surely do it." "Mom can do it," Gama said, wiping her eyes and stretching her muscles. Glara and Bhuvi were surprised by Gama's words. "Oh, Mom's little hero is awake," said Glara, kissing Gama's chubby cheek. Gama nodded with a sleepy face, then hugged Glara tightly, and Glara hugged the small Gama closely. 'Mom will try to make you happy, dear,' Glara whispered in her heart, kissing the top of Gama's head.