"You look so beautiful," Lana praised Glara, smiling uncontrollably as she gazed at her. "You're truly a queen today." Glara blushed even more upon hearing Lana's compliment."Oh, Auntie, you're too much. You're making me blush," Glara said, lowering her head."Before heading down, may we take some pictures for the portfolio?" one of the makeup artists asked for permission from Glara and Lana.Glara nodded and followed the makeup artist's instructions to strike some poses near the villa's window. "Thank you," the makeup artist said after taking pictures of Glara from various angles."I also thank you for transforming me like this," Glara replied with a sweet smile.After the makeup artist finished tidying up her belongings and excused herself, Lana sat beside Glara. "Glara, thank you for accepting Bhuvi. I hope you both have a family filled with happiness and blessings."Touched by Lana's words, Glara replied, "Auntie, it's actually me who should thank Bhuvi and his extended family. T
"So, is this your goal, to divorce me, Damian?" shouted Glara as she stood at the threshold of her house, stunned by the scene before her.Initially, Glara came to retrieve her belongings left in the house, but she was confronted with a bitter reality that further tore at her heart. "For days, I isolated myself and blamed myself for not being a good wife, until you chose to separate. Is this really what you wanted?" Glara poured out her feelings."If it is, why?" Damian replied casually, throwing a mocking glance her way."How long have you two been having an affair without my knowledge?"Damian sighed lazily. "That's none of your business!" He ignored Glara's presence, focusing instead on the vendor's staff arranging chairs and the wedding decorations."Who is Damian?" Damian's mother asked from inside their house. "Oh, this poor woman, what is she doing here again?" she remarked after scrutinizing Glara from head to toe. "Oh, you're here to pick up your rotten belongings, right? Wai
Glara stood in front of the towering building before her, feeling like it had been so long since she set foot in it. Awkwardness and embarrassment crept into Glara's mind. However, Glara had no other choice for the sake of her son's safety. Before entering the building, Glara took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Her arrival was sweetly welcomed by a line of women behind the reception desk. "Welcome, Miss Glara. The big boss has been eagerly awaiting your arrival. Allow me to escort you." Glara just smiled and nodded, following the steps of the slender woman in front of her. Until her steps halted right in front of the closed elevator door. Shortly after, the elevator door opened, and the slender woman gestured for Glara to enter. After that, she pressed the highest floor number in the building. Glara's heart raced even more irregularly, a mix of nervousness and restlessness swirling within her. She was afraid that the person she sought might refuse to lend a helping hand to Glara
Not long after, several sturdy men in all-black attire arrived, and one neatly dressed man approached Glara in front of Gama's ward. "Excuse me, miss, we've taken care of Master Gama's transfer paperwork and prepared for his treatment at the new hospital. We'll be moving Master Gama shortly," he reported while handing Glara a folder containing Gama's details."Thank you for your assistance," Glara replied, breathing a sigh of relief."The big boss instructed Miss to carry out her part promptly," one of Louis's trusted aides added. Glara nodded in response to the words of her grandfather's confidant.As Glara was about to inquire more about her duties, several nurses entered Gama's room. Glara wasn't too alarmed because she knew Gama would be prepared for transfer to a larger hospital."The patient is ready for transfer," said one nurse leading a line of others pushing Gama's stretcher.Glara nodded and allowed her grandfather's right-hand man to lead the way while she walked beside Ga
"Why is there a problem, Gla?" Louis asked when he noticed something unusual in his granddaughter's expression.Glara shook her head and smiled faintly. She then took the documents handed over by Louis and began studying the contents. Her brow furrowed as she read through the presented information. "Grandfather, what if I don't approve of this proposal? What will happen?" Glara asked Louis, who was sitting on the opposite sofa.Louis appeared to ponder for a moment before smiling. "Why? Do you know the leader of that company?"Glara nodded softly. "I'm familiar with the owner's name, but I'm not entirely sure if he's the right person. Besides, I haven't found any innovation in his proposal. Everything seems monotonous, and we've done this before."Louis nodded and said that he entrusted all decisions to Glara. She had the right to make any decision, of course, with careful consideration and not just based on her emotions.After conveying his message to Glara, Louis excused himself to
Observing her defeated opponent, Glara smiled thinly and walked away from the restaurant. No one knew what Glara had said to Marta that left the woman speechless. On the way, Glara remained silent, gazing out the window until the car unknowingly arrived at the hospital where her son was being treated. Glara asked Rose to return to the company and reschedule other business meetings. She wanted to meet with Gama and Louis, who were waiting for her to have lunch together. Glara tidied up her clothes and changed her facial expression to a more cheerful one. She didn't want Louis or Gama to know about her sadness over Damian's demeaning behavior. "Hiii, Mom's here!" Glara exclaimed with enthusiasm as she opened Gama's hospital room door. "Mom!" Gama shouted happily upon seeing the woman who gave birth to him in front of him. "Guess what Mom brought?" Glara asked, showing the paper bag she had bought at the restaurant earlier. Gama examined the paper bag and sniffed. "Ahh, zuppa soup a
Damian smiled broadly upon hearing Glara's response. "Truly, my dear, I love you very much. You are the only one in my heart."Glara looked at Damian with an inexplicable gaze. She seemed touched by Damian's words. "Come back to me, and I will make both of you happy after completing my mission."In a matter of seconds, Glara's expression changed sharply, with a smirk on her face. "Come back to you? Don't expect that, Damian!" Glara's curt remark shattered the hope that Damian had built."I truly love you, Glara. I will—""What will you do? Stop the drama! You're here not because you still love me, but because now you know who I am, right? What if I were still poor like yesterday? Not to mention coming here, you'd find mentioning my name repulsive, wouldn't you, Damian? So, why are you still here? Go away. Weren't you the one who abandoned us?"Damian was stunned. For the first time, Glara dared to confront him. Damian never expected Glara to
"Eat."Glara's forehead furrowed upon hearing Bhuvi's sudden invitation to eat. "You haven't been focused on the concept discussion from the beginning. I think it's because you're suppressing your hunger."Glara grimaced in embarrassment; she was indeed hungry, having not eaten anything since noon. Earlier, Glara had intended to order zuppa soup for herself and Gama, but everything went awry with Damian's arrival, ruining her mood."Eat first, Glara. You can get sick if you often ignore your meal times. Go ahead, let Grandpa take care of Gama here," Louis instructed his only granddaughter to accept Bhuvi's invitation.Finally, Glara nodded, following Louis's orders. She grabbed her phone and walked following Bhuvi's brisk steps. In no time, Glara and Bhuvi arrived at the hospital cafeteria. They scanned the room, looking for an empty seat. "Over there," they both said simultaneously, pointing to an empty table in the corner of the room.Glara and B