"Don't be like that. Even though you're cunning, you still want to go back to her, right?"
Damian stared at Martha intently. "Don't just talk, Martha. The longer you speak, the less clear your words become."
"Am I unclear, or are you just confused about which woman you want to charm? Come on, Damian, I know you visited Glara yesterday. Unfortunately, you couldn't meet your beloved ex-wife."
Martha rose from her seat and circled around Damian. "It's the right decision for Glara to reject you. Look at her now. Living happily with Bhuvi, not to mention the inheritance she received. Actually, Glara doesn't need to work hard; she just stays at home, and money keeps flowing to her," Martha said, walking towards the window in the corner of the room.
"Martha, I truly love you. About yesterday, yes, I met Glara, but it doesn't mean I still have feelings for her. I went there—"
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Reporters alternately looked at Glara and Damian. "Yes, he's my ex-husband. We divorced a few months ago because he neglected my son, Gama, and had an affair with one of the children of a renowned entrepreneur," Glara explained calmly, and a smile never left her face."How could your son be neglected?""Before we divorced, I worked in Japan for 18 months because my, sorry, ex-husband was laid off due to a corruption case. To support my son, I went to Japan and worked there for 18 months. When I returned, it turned out my ex-husband divorced me, and shortly after, I heard news of his marriage to the entrepreneur's child."Lana stepped forward. "I'm Lana, Gama's personal psychologist and Glara's. What Glara said is true. Gama experienced violence and neglect to the point where he had to undergo psychological therapy. What's even more ironic, Mr. Damian let Gama suffer from liver failure without providing any treatment, eve
Damian quickly drove his car to the address given by the caller. Meanwhile, Glara had just finished discussing with Bhuvi and Darel about the accident report of Louis yesterday. Finally, after going through various processes, Bhuvi managed to identify the main culprit of the accident Louis experienced."Tomorrow morning, we'll go to the police station," Glara nodded upon hearing Bhuvi's words."I already know who the arsonist is," Darel said, showing his phone.Bhuvi took the phone and looked at it together with Glara. "We can report this together."Bhuvi and Glara exchanged glances and nodded simultaneously. They continued the conversation about the progress of Louis's company and discussed the challenges Glara might face while leading the company. In reality, Glara proved to be quite effective in leading the company, with satisfactory performance and positive responses to their projects.&nb
"I want to apologize for the incident a few months ago, I realize that -""No need to discuss it. I forgave you a long time ago, I am grateful, in fact. Because of you, I was able to break free from him and know the true nature of that man. Don't think too much about it. How are you holding up?" Glara interrupted Martha.Martha looked deep into Glara's eyes, realizing that Glara wasn't hiding anything. Instead, she found a sincere and comforting gaze. "How did you know I'm pregnant?""Your belly can't lie."Martha sighed heavily. "I regret not listening to you from the beginning. I shouldn't have been swayed by his sweet words. In reality, Damian could cheat on three women at the same time. I truly regret it.""What's done is done. We can't ask to turn back time or go back to the past, right? Is there anything else you want to talk about?"Martha nodded, and
Damian is now lost behind iron bars. Since Damian's arrest, Glara's life has felt calmer than before. Like now, she is visiting Louis's grave with Bhuvi and Gama. Glara is seen scattering flowers over Louis's grave, as is Gama, while Bhuvi is sweeping and cleaning the overgrown grass."Grandpa, Glara has successfully caught the culprit. Is Grandpa at peace now?" Glara says to Louis's tombstone. "Glara is not alone, Grandpa. There's Bhuvi and Uncle Darel who have been so kind in helping Glara. Grandpa doesn't need to worry because from now on, Glara is determined to live a better life. And Glara also promises to continue all the efforts Grandpa made before." Bhuvi is moved by Glara's words.He pats Glara's shoulder and gently taps it. "Grandpa! Is Grandpa still sleeping?" Gama asks with his innocent face.Glara and Bhuvi turn to look at the toddler scattering flowers; they smile, holding back their tears. For an hour, they spend time there, sharing stories even though Louis can no lon
Glara and Bhuvi exchanged looks with wrinkles on their foreheads. "How did the accident happen?""We only received information that the vehicle carrying the suspect was hit by a truck, and now the suspect is being treated at the hospital.""How is he?" Bhuvi asked after neutralizing her surprise.The police officer stared at Bhuvi confused, but the next moment he said, "The suspect's condition is quite serious. Due to the car explosion, the suspect suffered burns on the face and parts of the body. Currently, doctors are making efforts for healing.""Bhuvi, what is this?"Upon hearing Damian's severe condition, the judge decided to postpone his first trial. The courtroom participants were dismissed. Bhuvi and Glara still couldn't believe the information they received, unlike Martha, who showed a sad and worried expression.At the same time, Bhuvi received a call from Boy, asking her to return to Glara's house immediately. Without many words, Bhuvi quickly brought Glara into the car. Sh
As Bhuvi stepped out of the gate, she saw a group of men dressed in all black, wearing blindfolds, revving their motorcycle engines so loudly that it hurt her ears. Bhuvi looked at each one of them and noted down their vehicle license plate numbers. With bold steps, Bhuvi approached them, but before she could get within 10 steps, they threw a bottle and a smoke bomb that immediately obstructed Bhuvi's line of sight.Shortly after, they sped away from Glara's house. Bhuvi's guards quickly closed the gate and helped Bhuvi move away from the scene. They also retrieved the thrown bottle. Once inside Glara's house, the guard handed the bottle to Bhuvi. "Find out who they are," Bhuvi instructed, and the guard nodded, starting to check the street CCTV.Meanwhile, Bhuvi chose to enter and open the letter as she walked. "Leave or die!" Bhuvi read the message on the can.Bhuvi furrowed her brow in confusion, wondering who the thre
"I will find out for sure, sir. Do I need to issue a warning for this motorcycle club?" Tommy asked Bhuvi, who was still examining Damian's photos. "No need, you better investigate Damian," replied Bhuvi. Tommy nodded and excused himself to carry out his duties. Bhuvi and Tommy left Glara's office. Tommy lowered his head again when he met Glara, who was sitting in the living room with Gama. Shortly after, Bhuvi followed from behind. "I'll escort Tommy first," said Bhuvi, and Glara nodded in response. On Glara's porch, Bhuvi patted Tommy's shoulder and said, "Be careful. Don't let this investigation claim another victim." Tommy nodded, bowing his body in salute to Bhuvi. After Tommy's jeep passed, Bhuvi turned around and joined Glara in the living room. Glara didn't ask anything because she respected the man's privacy, and she was sure that everything he did was for their well-being. They resumed watching cartoons together, but deep down, Bhuvi felt uneasy about Tommy's suspicion.
"I'm sure!" said Boy, looking at Bhuvi with determined eyes."Tell him to meet me." Boy's face lit up, and he almost jumped from his position."Now?" Boy asked eagerly.Bhuvi shrugged, "whatever.""I'll fetch him! I'll be right back." Bhuvi nodded, and Boy hurriedly left Glara's office with a joyful expression. Whoever Boy's friend was, Bhuvi would try to help if the person seemed trustworthy.Shortly after Boy's departure, someone knocked on Glara's office door. Bhuvi welcomed the person to come in. "Excuse me, Sir," greeted Tommy as he entered the room."The culprit is part of the motorcycle club. I've caught him and handed him over to the police with the CCTV evidence."Bhuvi nodded. "What about Damian?""I've found some facts, Sir. Firstly, regarding the timeline of the accident and the process of taking the victi