Bastian went down the stairs and saw Clairy's sedan pacing there."Honey, how's the girl doing? She's fine, isn't she? I was so shocked when Jacob arrived. I tried to hold him back, but my strength wasn't that strong," Clairy explained."Go home!""Honey. I miss you. I've been waiting for you. You're kicking me out now?" protested Clairy."Stop acting. I already know everything. Go away, Clairy, don't provoke me!" said Bastian emphatically. Clairy walked away, very upset, and slammed the door.Bastian rubbed his face furiously. Many things happened today.***Bastian saw Renata sleeping. He walked into his office, where he opened his laptop, where Vincent sent him a message that he had successfully hacked his cellphone and got the messages on it.Bastian's eyes widened as he read the contents of the message on the old cellphone. It turned out that Farmos had communicated with his father, Scott, a week before the incident occurred in his family. Fermos explained that Julian knew that S

On the other hand, Bastian arrived at Julian's residence. Thankfully, Julian was not at his residence due to a business trip. Bastian went to the dungeon and told the guards there that he wanted to see Davero. They also gave Bastian permission.KrieetAt the sound of the door opening, Davero throws his head back with a frown on his forehead. Bastian closed the door again. He pulled out a chair and took a seat right in front of Davero, who was still silently staring at him intently."Have you come to torture me or kill me?" asked Davero."Neither. I want to hear an explanation from you.""What explanation?" asked Davero, leaning his back against the back of the chair uncomfortably."What is your relationship with my father, Scott? Why would he ask you for help? Why is Julian after his life and the Farmos family?"Dave chuckled at Bastian's barrage of questions."How impatient. So you have obtained evidence that the Wiratama family is not the culprit?" asked Davero."Yes, I already know

Bastian was already dressed in his shirt and jeans. She walked out of the room and walked down the steps. At the dining table, Renata had just come out of the kitchen with two cups of coffee. After the date-night incident, Bastian and Renata's relationship had improved considerably. There was no more awkwardness and coldness. Renata also became more relaxed at the mansion."Coffee for you," Renata said, placing the cups she had brought in front of Bastian, who was already sitting in his chair."Thank you. Did you have breakfast?" Bastian asked."Not yet."Bastian said, "Then let's have breakfast together," and Renata nodded.They both enjoyed their breakfast. Bastian doesn't really like heavy breakfasts. He saw Renata enjoying a breakfast of fried rice."Did you make the fried rice yourself?" Bastian asked."Yes. Because Auntie can't cook it. I made it myself, my breakfast staple," said Renata."I'm curious about your cooking," said Bastian, making Renata frown."Does that mean you wa

Bastian brought two cups of coffee and walked over to Renata, who was sitting in the front area of the small hospital. She was still wearing her operating clothes. After the operation was over, Renata immediately walked away, leaving Bastian, who was talking to the patient's family."Staying outside in clothes like that, isn't it cold?" asked Bastian, making Renata turn her head to the source of the voice. She quickly turned her face away and bowed her head."Coffee for you, to warm your hands," said Bastian, handing Renata a cup of coffee. Renata accepted it.Bastian followed Renata, leaning his hips on the dividing wall behind her, which was only as far as his stomach. One hand held the coffee, and the other he put in his pants pocket."It turns out that helping someone's life is not as easy as you think," said Renata, looking at the coffee in the cup in her hand.Renata turned to look at the person who was rubbing her head and saw that it was none other than Bastian. Their eyes wer

"What made you laugh earlier?" asked Bastian when Clairy had gone home. Bastian was in the room where Renata was and sat on the bed."Why is that?""Ever since you were at the dinner table, you've been holding back your laughter. What's so funny?" Bastian asked."Just laughing at the strange bride-to-be," said Renata."Weird?""Yes. Back when my brother was getting married, he and his partner always looked as intimate and sticky as envelopes and stamps. You guys are the only couple who look like enemies," Renata chuckled.Bastian walked over to Renata and climbed onto the bed where Renata was."Isn't my partner you?" Bastian whispered, leaning towards Renata, and the distance between them was so close."Wh-what? We are enemies," Renata answered quickly."That's right. The enemy of your enemy is your friend," Bastian whispered, immediately crushing Renata's lips.There was no resistance from Renata; for some reason, she always obeyed like a buffalo with a nose. Renata's hands rose up a