"I've told you, I'm not an ordinary woman!" Glara whispered in Damian's ear. After that, she smiled cynically and tightly held Gama's hand, walking away, leaving Damian still lost in thought.Damian watched Glara and Bhuvi leave, walking together like a harmonious family. Somehow, Glara looked exceptionally beautiful to him today, even though he had never noticed her beauty before. Not wanting to embarrass himself, Damian gave in and sat at a table not far from Glara's.The event proceeded very lively; several award categories had already been announced, and it was time for the last category. Darel, chosen as one of the presenters, stepped onto the stage and stood in front of the podium."And the winner for the most influential entrepreneur nomination goes to," he said, pointing to the large LCD screen behind him. The thunderous music heightened the tension; this nomination was eagerly awaited by entrepreneurs because of its significant impact on stock prices an

They were surprised by Gama's immediate running around and trying to play with LEGO here and there. Glara smiled at Bhuvi. "Just stay here, I'll take care of the paperwork." Glara nodded and let Bhuvi leave her in the classroom.A teacher approached Glara, greeted her, and explained the learning system in this beginner class. From there, Glara knew that the school she chose was indeed suitable for kids like Gama."Glara, do you forget about me?" said one of the teachers there. From her face and dressing style, it seemed that her age wasn't much different from Glara's.Glara's forehead wrinkled upon hearing the woman's words. She observed her face carefully, but the result was nil. She couldn't remember the person standing in front of her. "I'm Berlin. Do you forget? We used to be friends in the same faculty.""Is this really you, Berlin?" Glara asked in disbelief. The woman nodded and hugged Glara happily.Glara was delighted because her son's teacher turned out to be her college frie

Issabella stared at the woman with an unreadable expression. Unlike the woman standing at the door, she scrutinized Issabella thoroughly. "Come on, dear," Damian said, easing the tense atmosphere. "Who is she?" the woman asked, still standing her ground. Damian tried to sit down, leaning his back against the bed's headrest. "Martha, let me introduce Bella. She's my colleague." "Colleague? Just a colleague?" Martha probed, looking suspiciously at Damian and Issabella. "Come on, Martha, don't be so quick to judge me. Bella happened to visit her brother, and she stopped by here for a moment. Don't make it a big deal." Martha stared deeply at Damian. "Um, sorry if my presence bothers you. I'll leave now, Mr. Damian, your colleague." Issabella emphasized the words 'colleague.' She then turned and left Damian and Martha in the room.&nbs

"No problem. We will soon find out the truth," Bhuvi tried to calm Glara. "Oh, by the way, what about the preparations for tomorrow morning?" Glara nodded, "I've finished tidying up my clothes and office matters." "After returning from there, let's find an audit team to check the company's data to see if there is really any mischief there or just errors in data entry." Glara and Bhuvi then talked, and she asked about Bhuvi's revenge plan. "It seems we don't need to dirty our hands. Because soon he will get his karma." "Really? How?" Bhuvi smiled and showed some photos to Glara. "Her name is Issabella. You already know her, right?" Glara turned and nodded with a furrowed brow. "She is the woman who was close to me when I was studying abroad. Initially, I was going to marry her, but the plan was canceled because God showed the truth." "The

Since the incident in the car earlier, Glara tried to avoid Bhuvi. Although Bhuvi seemed normal, she was actually happy because Glara praised her presence and had considered her all along. At the moment, Bhuvi is busy playing with Gama. They are trying out the toys they bought earlier, while Glara locks herself in the room, claiming to be working on office matters. In reality, she just stays silent and shuffles through the paperwork.Caught up in playing with Gama, Bhuvi doesn't realize that it's already 8 p.m. She asks her servant to prepare dinner. "Gama, can Dad ask for your help?"Gama looks up with an innocent face. "What, Dad?""Call Mom for dinner, okay?" Gama nods happily, tidies up his toys, and stands up.Bhuvi and Gama walk together towards Glara's room. Upon arrival, Bhuvi knocks on the door, and Gama shouts for his mother. "Mom, let's have dinner!" Gama shouts with his high-pitched voice.Glara opens the door, surprised to see Bhuvi there. "Um, you go ahead. I still have