로그인Five years have passed, and in New York City, a young and beautiful woman has become a hot topic of conversation throughout the city. His name has soared high, especially after his work was exhibited at Fashion Week some time ago. That woman was Belva Smith, a very prominent and talented young designer.
Belva is not only known for her beauty, but also for her innovative and stunning work in the world of fashion. His name has now become a symbol of success in the fashion industry, and his presence is always eagerly awaited at every big event. Many men were captivated by her charm, vying to approach her and try to become the future father of her son. However, Belva rejected them all firmly.
He has found happiness in his current life, living peacefully with his son without interference from anyone. For him, happiness was enough. Belva feels complete in her role as a mother and successful designer, enjoying every moment of her life without needing to look for happiness elsewhere.
Belva is now on her way to the airport, with the aim of returning to her country of birth. Behind the calm and beauty that radiates from her, there is a strong determination. This time, he not only went home to visit his father and settle work matters with colleagues, but also with a deeper personal mission.
Belva looked so ready and mature, no longer the woman who had felt hurt and betrayal before. His face radiated calm combined with burning determination. Each step felt steady, as if he knew exactly what he would do when he reached his destination. In his heart, he felt that this was the right time to settle pending matters and take revenge on the people who had hurt him. This time, Belva will meet everyone from her past with complete confidence and without hesitation.
“Mommy, are you really okay with going back to your country and meeting them?” asked the little boy cutely.
Belva smiled and gently stroked her son's cheek and said, "It's okay honey, Mommy can face everything. Isn't Olaf going to accompany mom?" The boy cutely nodded, with great affection he immediately took his mother into his arms.
"Olaf will look after Mommy, Olaf will protect Mommy from all the bad people," said Olaf with confidence, making Belva smile with great emotion.
Suddenly someone came, "Come on, the plane will leave soon." Olaf explains Belva's hug.
"Om Jonan," shouted Olaf happily, making Belva smile a sweet smile when Olaf rushed into Jonan's arms.
Jonan is a very important person in Belva's life. When Belva first landed in New York, Jonan was the first person to help her until now.
I don't know how to repay all his kindness, but Belva just hopes that Jonan lives longer so that Belva can repay all his kindness.
"Come on," said Jonan, who Belva nodded, they then boarded the plane to the place where Belva's wound came from.
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On the other hand, Elmer and Ziko are busy preparing a big party to celebrate their victory in winning the big tender. This event also serves as the company's birthday celebration, making it more festive and luxurious than usual. Colleagues from out of town and even abroad are invited to attend this event.
Elmer, full of confidence, asked Ziko about his preparations. Ziko ensured that everything had been arranged according to Elmer's plans and orders, including handling guests from abroad. Hearing this, Elmer felt calm and confident.
When the event started, Elmer gave an enthusiastic opening speech. Then, when he summoned special guests from abroad as representatives of the designers present, a very familiar figure stepped onto the podium. With elegant and calm steps, perfect appearance and stunning features, Belva Smith appeared in front of Elmer. Her sweet smile and warm greeting, "Hey Mr. Elmer, nice to meet you," made the party atmosphere even more memorable.
Elmer looked so fascinated and amazed by Belva's appearance that he almost didn't recognize her.
Belva really is perfect. She is so beautiful and sexy.
Not only Elmer, Hego and Celine, who attended the party, were stunned and gaping at the appearance of Belva after five years had passed.
Celine, who saw Belva's appearance, clenched her fists tightly and looked intimidating.
Celine turned to the side to see Hego's reaction, Hego looked stunned and didn't blink at Belva, Celine could see that Hego was so shocked by Belva's current appearance.
Elmer smiled sweetly, stretched out his hand to welcome Belva's hand and said, "I really look forward to this time, Miss Belva, we finally meet again!"
The room was instantly filled with panic. Several nurses and doctors rushed in, quickly pushing Belva out of the ICU. "Please step outside, we need space to treat the patient!"Belva stood frozen outside, her body trembling violently as she watched the medical team working fast behind the glass. Elmer immediately pulled her close, letting Belva cry against his chest while Celine and Melinda stood stiffly nearby, both their faces deathly pale.The following minutes felt like endless hours. Until finally a doctor emerged, looking tired but slightly relieved."We managed to stabilize him again. But his condition is very critical, he's now in a coma. We can only wait and pray," the doctor explained.Belva sank weakly, and it was only Elmer holding her that kept her from collapsing to the floor. All the words Smith had just spoken before the heart monitor blared now hung unanswered. Your own birth mother brought you herself. And she didn't die of illness like everyone has always believed.
The drive to the hospital felt like it lasted centuries for Belva. She sat in the passenger seat of Elmer's car, gripping the bag on her lap tightly, her mind swirling with anger, confusion, and a fear she couldn't quite explain."How could he say Yunita's name?" Belva muttered quietly, more to herself than to Elmer. "How could Smith possibly know my birth mother's name?"Elmer gripped the steering wheel tightly, his eyes fixed on the road but his mind full of the same questions. "Maybe he knew everything from the start, Belva. Maybe he wasn't just involved in your father's company takeover — maybe he was the one who planned it all."Belva closed her eyes, trying to hold back the tears pressing to fall. "I don't know what to feel. I hate him for everything he's done to me all this time. But somehow, hearing that he collapsed and said my name before passing out... I'm still worried.""That's natural," Elmer said gently, his hand briefly reaching over to hold Belva's before returning to
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