The second wife of Mr.Devan

I rushed into the house when I accidentally heard a commotion from outside, and the first sight I saw when I opened the door was a house that looked like a broken ship. Shards of glass scattered on the floor, as well as items that appear to have fallen, are not in their place, and I know who is the culprit who makes all the contents of the house a mess, Father.It's been a few days since I've seen my father behave differently; he often gets angry and throws tantrums. It's all allegedly because of his father's collapsing company, which put him in debt in order to save the company he had built from scratch. But the result was nil; the company still didn't improve, but my father had piled up debts, not to mention the employees who demanded their salaries.I stepped slowly, and I swung towards my room. But, when I crossed the living room, I saw a strange sight: I saw my father kneeling in front of my brother. He begged desperately, and I don't know what made him do that."Dad begging Gita

Tonight we were all sitting in our respective places, and when I came out of the room because my mother called me, I saw two foreign men, and one of them was chatting with my father. "Which one is my future husband?" I thought. Then I was invited to sit by my father. "This is the woman who will marry me?" asked a man who was talking to my father. From the way he spoke, the man looked haughty and arrogant. I didn't expect to marry a man like him. "That's right, Mr. She is Anyelir," Dad politely answered the man's question, who I interpret is 26 years old, well-built, and tall. "What is the advantage that you offer him as collateral for your debt?" The man's words really offended me. What did he say? Am I a debt redeemer? I really wanted to fight back, but seeing how Father spoke timidly to that man, I'm sure this man in front of me was no ordinary person. "Emmm, I guarantee, Mr., that my daughter will be very obedient to you and not act as much as you want," replied Father convinc

#Pove AnyelirI was so surprised when I read the message from the male assistant who is going to marry me. Mr. Felix asked me to meet, but what's even crazier is that he only gave me 15 minutes. I rushed the car to the place that had been determined by Mr. Felix. I tried to catch my breath as soon as I arrived at the restaurant. I stared at the restaurant, which is very famous. I stepped in and was directed to the VIP room. There I saw a man sitting quietly, so I approached to say hello. "Afternoon, Mr. Felix," I said. "Afternoon, Miss Anyelir, please sit down." I sat facing Mr. Felix, and to be honest, I was confused. Why did Mr. Devan suddenly send someone to meet me? Surely not to advance the wedding date, right? because I really wasn't ready. "Sorry, Mr. Felix, is there any need for us to meet here?" I asked politely. "Just call me Felix, miss," he said, making me wince. I smiled awkwardly. "But that sounds impolite; how about I call Felix's assistant?" I didn't agree with wh