Semua Bab Our Agreement: Bab 251 - Bab 260

Aura Chen was busy wiping the cutlery that had just come out of the dishwasher while sighing languidly. The cafe was now back in business as usual, bustling and filled with various customers from various backgrounds. It was following a request from her boss, who also happened to be her best friend since she and Alan were still in high school—Keith Aldebrando (a.k.a, Keith Gilbert). Fortunately, she managed to clean up the remnants of the damage caused by the sudden attack of the Silvano mafia group a few days ago, bringing the cafe back to normal. So that the customers of the cafe where she worked did not find any traces of the attack and were not afraid to come to this place. It took a lot of effort for Aura. Since she had to make sure that none of the shop owners around the cafe leaked about Silvano's sudden attack. She has given compensation money to these people so that they will keep their mouths shut, and also hacked the data of several reporters who had managed to get info

"The gunshot wound didn't hit a vital point, but the healing process itself will take quite some time. Later, I will prescribe medicine for the recovery process. For now, she will be hospitalised for a week or so until the wound is completely healed."Marie gripped Keith's hand so tightly that Keith winced in pain. But he understood Marie's reason for doing it because she was as worried as Marie.After all, he was the one who chose Larch. He already has a strong bond with Larch, so he treated her not as a dog or an accessory, as people usually did to their pet.For him, Larch was his first daughter. To him, Larch's existence was as important as Marie's. To him, Larch was his universe, beside Marie.So clearly, he swore to himself that he would not be able to forgive any of the people who had dared to hurt or even lay a hand on both Marie and Larch."Well. Overall, I understand all your explanations, mate," Keith rose from his place after slapping Marie's hand a few times, throwing a th

Marie tapped her fingers on the steering wheel all the way home. Not once did she cast a glance at Keith. She was too annoyed with Keith. "Look, Marie. I did not mean to make you feel weak or helpless in our current situation by offering to drive the car. But-" Of course, for her when she heard those words, it became a real humiliation. She really understood that Keith might have done it for fear that she would still be overcome by the shock that it would not be possible for her to drive a car. Her husband must be losing his mind to think she would allow it! The condition of her husband's body was still not fully recovered after the assassination attempt by the man sent by her paternal uncle when her husband was still being treated at the hospital. And by allowing him to drive the car, it meant she had lost her mind. She cursed herself enough for not being able to take care of Keith, so she did not want to make things worse by granting Keith's little wish. What if she allowed K

Alan stopped his car as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the Diamond Club—one of the well-known private high-class clubs in Rose city. Just like the rich people's clubs in general, everyone who enters this club must have a special membership card whose price is able to support a family with two children per year. But in exchange for expensive membership fees, each member is entitled to luxurious facilities as well as a strict safeguard. All things that are considered private can be done in this place without worrying that they will leak out and be known by other people. "Mrs Gina?" Alan turned his body backwards after releasing his seat belt, facing Gina who apparently had woken up from her sleep and looked confused. "We have arrived." “Diamond Club?” Gina read the nameplate of the VIP club in a tone full of astonishment. "Why are we here?" Alan pretended to be confused by the question. Although in his heart, he had expected Gina's question. From the information he managed to

Together with Gina walking behind him, Alan followed the female employee who guided them down the third floor corridor as soon as the elevator doors opened. The corridors looked deserted–according to the principle of privacy offered by this club–so that the three of their footsteps automatically echoed throughout the room. Every room here was soundproofed, but he could hear the faint sounds of crowds from within several of the rooms. When he glanced at the source of the sound, he noticed that the doors of the room where the sound was coming from were not tightly closed, explaining the reason behind the loud laughter or commotion of the high-class customers. “How lowly! How could Freddy visit a place like this without my knowledge!” Gina muttered in annoyance, stamping her feet while holding back the urge to scream out her anger as a result of the 'no making noise' ban when they set foot on the third floor. “I don't understand, why would he want to visit a place like this in the first