Glara struggled to swallow her saliva, looking towards Bhuvi as if seeking help from him. "We are indeed close to Mr. Louis. To some extent, we learned from him," replied Bhuvi, trying to cover up the truth. Glara breathed a sigh of relief; she was truly fortunate that Bhuvi consistently covered and protected her. After that, other company leaders began asking questions related to their project and presentations. The meeting lasted for two hours, and now Glara was taking a break in Bhuvi's room. She slumped on his comfortable sofa, tilting her head back. "Bhuvi, are you the man Grandpa wants to set me up with?" Glara asked after recalling her memories before marrying Damian. Bhuvi smiled, turning around and fetching two cold isotonic drinks. "How did you know?" Bhuvi asked, handing the drink to Glara. "I accidentally found Grandpa's diary on his desk." Bhuvi nodded. "That's corre

Bhuvi smiled and nodded, and Gama shouted with joy. With enthusiasm, Gama walked into the front yard. He then greeted Boy and asked him to take him to school. Glara was touched to see Gama so happy over such a small thing. The figure of Bhuvi was able to fulfill all of Gama's dreams of having a father.During the journey to school, Gama kept talking about his upcoming performance. He expressed how excited he was to be on stage. Before they knew it, Bhuvi's car had arrived in the school courtyard. Bhuvi got out first and helped Glara and Gama to get out.The happy smiles never faded from their faces, and Glara was also delighted to see her only son so happy. They escorted Gama to his classroom, and afterward, they walked together to the school hall, looking for seats facing the stage where Gama would perform.While Glara and Bhuvi were accompanying Gama, Damian was busy pampering himself with Vione. "You truly are an exceptional secretary!""Of course, you won't regret hiring me to wor

Gama was already crying in Darel's arms. "Ms. Lana, can you take Gama away? Let me handle him." Lana nodded and took over Gama from the man. "Boy, keep watch," Darel ordered Boy and a few other subordinates. Darel moved forward, his guards clearing the way for him. "Mr. Damian, it would be wise for you to maintain your manners. This is a hospital, not a market. Besides, this is not the right time to meet Gama." "Who are you? You don't need to interfere!" Damian retorted, pointing at Darel. One of Darel's subordinates had already aimed a shot towards Damian, but Darel stopped him by shaking his head. "I may be nobody. You're right, I don't need to get involved in your affairs and Glara's past. But what you need to remember is, I am an associate and distant relative of Mr. Louis, and I will protect anyone who tries to harm his only descendant, Glara and Gama." 

"I won't leave this place. That transaction was done without my knowledge, so I won't leave." The three men stared at Damian in confusion. "But it's clear here that we are the rightful owners of this house. And our transaction is legally and officially recognized. If you refuse to cooperate, I will seek assistance from the police." "Go ahead! I'm not afraid. This house still rightfully belongs to me." After hearing Damian's response, the three men quickly left and prepared for their next steps. Damian messed up his living room and shouted, "Shit! Everything is falling apart!" He covered his face and ruffled his hair in frustration. "Who was that earlier?" a middle-aged woman stood in front of Damian, asking. Damian looked up and sighed heavily when he saw the person sitting in front of him. "Nobody," Damian lazily replied. "Damian, I need money." 

Reporters alternately looked at Glara and Damian. "Yes, he's my ex-husband. We divorced a few months ago because he neglected my son, Gama, and had an affair with one of the children of a renowned entrepreneur," Glara explained calmly, and a smile never left her face. "How could your son be neglected?" "Before we divorced, I worked in Japan for 18 months because my, sorry, ex-husband was laid off due to a corruption case. To support my son, I went to Japan and worked there for 18 months. When I returned, it turned out my ex-husband divorced me, and shortly after, I heard news of his marriage to the entrepreneur's child." Lana stepped forward. "I'm Lana, Gama's personal psychologist and Glara's. What Glara said is true. Gama experienced violence and neglect to the point where he had to undergo psychological therapy. What's even more ironic, Mr. Damian let Gama suffer from liver failure without providing any treatment, eve