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BOASTING LIKE A PEACOCK

Sachin was facing the floor with his elbow on both legs; his fingers were touching his face in deep thought.

His mother called a maid to clean the room stealthily.

"What will I do now? The reunion is coming, and I already flaunted that I'll be posting my experience on T*****r from the famous Reesidex. Everyone was already dying of envy from me; what to do now?"

His legs were trembling from anxiety, and Dini understood the situation pretty well; he was also looking for a way out—how to divert the attention of his so-called friends and some haughty relatives.

Boasting like a peacock.

Until both of them find themselves stuck thinking of what to do, they're way too greedy, wanting to shame Ryo, not thinking the situation would reverse.

Their heads turn in one direction after the maid comes and starts cleaning silently.

Dini pulled his son inside the bathroom but was shocked to see the mirror shattered with blood, and because the room was pitch dark, he didn't see that the floor was also smeared with blood.

Instead, he hurriedly went to one of the guests' rooms with his son.

"What are you even thinking?"

Without further ado, he poured one bottle of disinfectant on Sachin's hands from the first aid kit that was commonly available and covered Sachin's mouth to muffle the scream.

Trembling from anger and eyes that are red from either shock or too much pressure he has to endure.

He does not feel any pain when he is hitting the mirror and glass sinking into his flesh, but after what his mother has done.

His soul left him.

"Mom!"

The pain was bearable after a few breaths, so he pulled his hands out of his mother's clutch, holding back. He asked, What's with the ridiculous actions?.

"What? Why!" Dini answered obliviously.

Sachin wasn't given any answer and instead felt the live chilling of broken glass being pulled out of his knuckles mercilessly.

He could only hiss and let tears flow.

After that, his hands were bandaged, and both of their phones rang simultaneously, like fire on the run.

It's a T*****r notification, and the posts that are on rage put them back on the truck loaded with anxiety.

It was Ryo who posted a thirty-second video of coming out of the pool, having the rooftop all to himself, with many servants preparing food only for him and another servant helping him wear a robe; others were on the line like he was their ruler.

Like an Emperor.

"Arghhhh!"

Instantly, it drives Sachin to craziness, and the phone was slammed to the floor and broke without a second thought.

"Stop! Stop it."

Dini locked him in a hug before he could hit the hand that was just bandaged.

It didn't last a second, and Dini's phone was set on fire again; it was another post from Ryo of having the starry night gracing his back with a massage.

And the phone in his hands cracked.

"Damn it."

He let it go before totally breaking it to pieces and pulled his son closer to him.

"What will I do now?"

Sachin muttered, out of breath.

Dini was already troubled, and Ryo's post was just putting them two in much deeper shit.

They're in that mother-and-son, comforting situation when, on the third time, the phone continues blowing notifications.

It wasn't Ryo, but an anonymous poser mentioning them indirectly in a viral video, and their world stopped spinning after reading the caption.

SPOTTED TWO GOLD DIGGERS

Luckily their faces were blurred, but not the comments section, where people who saw the situation gave nasty remarks.

One even commented that they knew who they were and pitied the other Omega who was dragged by the two.

"Yeah, it was them," seconded by another.

"No worries, sissy, the poor Omega isn't poor at all; he was the rumored PERFUMIST Riyota in the past, who earns billions in one bottle, but you know what's crazy? He was compensated insanely by Reesidex."

The comments were like little helpers digging graves for both Dini and Sachin, whose faces turned red in anger.

Soon the video was everywhere, giving Iro ten times the amount he didn't expect from exposing such a small video to avenge his wife, who was having a good time in his luscious realm.

Wait, it's almost like an announcement to the world that Ryo is the owner of Reesidex.

After crashing late at night at Carlson's place, Brandon can't hide the embarrassment and lets his wife come upstairs first to have a rest together with Sachin.

And offer Carlson a wine of apology, which was accepted by the young Alpha.

Sachin didn't refuse the offer, even though he wanted to latch like a leech onto Carlson, he just let the two have some time for themselves.

The wine was served elegantly, swirling down the glass, and when it explored Carlson's tongue, melting through his throat and making an outline within his chest, he suddenly forgot who he was and what his purpose was.

It blended so well within his core that he took three more sips before putting down the champagne glass with discontentment written on his face.

"Carlson, I hope you don't mind the inconvenience we cause."

Meeting Brandon's gaze, Carlson answers gallantly.

"It's my offer to begin with; worry less. I know you were just staying temporarily."

Emphasizing what he meant was enough to shut Brandon up, his mind already occupied with finding them a place to stay soon.

Taking another sip is like a drug, Carlson wanted to chug every last drop of the wine. He could even chew the bottle to leave no remnants, but that would be madness; he's still too sober to give in.

Satisfied with the reaction from a bottle of wine, loosen the knot around Brandon's chest, without hesitation, like testing water. He met Carlson's gaze and asked out of curiosity.

"So what about you and my son? What's with this thing between you and him I'm not aware of yet?"