All Chapters of The Lieutenant's Vengeful Desire: Chapter 41

The Maheswara dining room glowed with a deceptive warmth that evening. The chandelier spilled soft light across framed family photographs—Hastan as a boy in his father’s arms, Nayla’s graduation portrait, a wedding picture that had long since turned into a bitter scar. The air was rich with the aroma of oxtail soup and freshly steamed rice, a scene of domestic perfection… at least on the surface.At the head of the table sat Arman Maheswara, stern yet dignified, his gaze softened only when it landed on his children. Opposite him, Ratna Maheswara held herself with an elegance that defied her sixty years, though the sharpness in her eyes betrayed a will of steel.Nayla, still in her work blouse and slacks, leaned wearily into her chair, exhaustion clinging to her but unable to dull her spark. “If it weren’t for Hastan,” she said, her tone brimming with admiration, “the hospital would’ve lost eight hundred million. We’re lucky.” Her eyes flickered toward her brother, who calmly spooned r