"What the hell? None of these projects are profitable? We have to get the money before the end of the year because the bank bill is due soon!" Hunter slammed all the documents on the table and scolded his managers who were looking at him with deadpan eyes. "That's what happened four months ago. Our lucrative projects have been halted ever since the scandal surrounding Arnold's death hit the air. The government created a re-auction system, and our company lost. The company currently handling the project is Light Corp.” “Shit! Why all this happened and I don't know? My father never said anything to me.” Hunter ruffled his hair in frustration. He was almost crazy with all the problems that came pouring at him. And lately everyone in his office seems to distrust his leadership. After his father died, he had no shield to protect him anymore. He begins to hear unpleasant rumblings from his employees about the case of his death being faked. Then they had doubts about the death of his par

At eight o'clock Mila was dropped off by Ezra in front of her office. Today they started the morning smoothly. No fighting, no arguing. Ezra had promised to pick up Mila this afternoon at five. Besides that, Ezra didn't say anything about where he was going to track down the terrorizer. Mila also did not try to find out. She didn't want to ruin their beautiful day this morning. The first time they were together and without arguing. In fact everything is sweet stuff. “Ms. Milla?" “Oh, Mr. Peterson. Nice coincidence." Mr. Peterson walked with wide steps toward Mila who was standing in front of the elevator. "Good morning. It's a coincidence that you're here, Mr. Peterson. I want to talk about the deal with Light Corp.” "Are you sure you want to cancel it? It's a shame to throw away a company as good as Light Corp." “No, I thought otherwise this morning. We will continue our agreement. You're right, I should try to team up with them.” Mr. Peterson smiled with relief. The lines on

Surprisingly Mila got a package, a medium sized box wrapped in silver wrapping paper and a red ribbon. At first glance the package looks like a very sweet Christmas present. Mila got it this afternoon after she saw the production process at her factory. As she was returning from the factory, her secretary informed her that she had received a package and had placed it on the table. Mila doesn't know who sent the package because there was no sender's name on the box. When she tried to ask Stella, her secretary, she also had no idea who the pack came from. The package was sent by a courier because Stella saw the man wearing the uniform of an expeditionary service that was quite famous in her city. Mila weighed the box in her hands. She hasn't opened it yet. She decided to open it with Ezra in the apartment. Somehow she became paranoid since she got terror last night. Maybe it was a package from the terrorizer. But she didn't want to speculate too much now as that would only stress her o

This time the message was very specific. Ezra lifted the paper, then closed the box quickly because he couldn't stand the stench. He then looked for clear plastic in the kitchen to wrap the terror paper. They may need it later to discover the identity of the terrorizer. "You okay?" Ezra appeared in the bathroom doorway three minutes later. Mila crouched weakly in front of the toilet. She still looks nauseous and is about to vomit her stomach juices again. But she deliberately stuffed her mouth with her palm so she would not vomit again. “I've thrown it away. When you're done, I'll walk you to your room." "Who sent a dead cat like that?" asked Mila hoarsely. Ezra crouched beside her and shook his head. He was quite concerned to see Mila's condition which was very pathetic. Even Mila was pregnant, but that person terrorized her very viciously. “I will find him and finish him off. Don’t worry. You're safe with me." Milla's eyes glistened. She didn't miss the opportunity to lean on

The sound of a horn startled Mila who was looking down to check some emails on her cell phone. When she looked up, she saw Jonas’s white Honda coming towards her. Mila could already see Jonas behind the steering wheel, waving at her. “Mila. You've been waiting long?" “Not really. I just went out and checked my emails.” "Come in." Mila got into the car and put her bag at her feet. She buckled up, but again she struggled because her belly was too big and protruding forward. "Let me help." Their hands touch each other. Mila was a little surprised and let go of the seat belt when Jonas took over. "Sorry. I'm not used to my new body condition. Yeah, you know that right? This is troublesome. I can't move freely." "I know. Don’t worry." Mila pressed her head against the back of the chair as Jonas stared at her intensely. She knew this was wrong. She meant that she had no right to go out with Jonas and be this close. And Jonas just smiled really sweetly at her and winked one eye misc