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Asked directly by Rezon, Kageo looked visibly flustered. He instinctively tried to hide his phone behind his back."I-I was just speaking with an old university friend," Kageo answered, lowering his gaze. He cleared his throat to ease the sudden tension. "He offered to help me set up a solo art exhibition, but... I declined."Rezon furrowed his brow, looking perplexed. "Why decline? Hasn't that always been your dream? To hold your own solo exhibition?""I'm just not interested, Brother. My heart is heavy, and I have no spirit to paint," Kageo replied with a somber face. "Besides, my physical condition isn't up to managing something so massive right now," he added in a faint whisper.Rezon observed his younger brother's haggard appearance. Without another word, he gently took Kageo’s arm and helped him sit on the bedroom sofa. Once Kageo looked comfortable, Rezon sat beside his youngest brother, looking at him intently."Why are you so sad, Kageo? Is it because Moza is no longer your m

Moza held her breath, waiting for Dastan’s response. She wanted to evaluate the tension in his frame, the subtle shift in his eyes—anything that would betray an overwhelming anxiety or an attempt to hide a guilty conscience.However, contrary to her expectations, Dastan answered in a perfectly calm, natural cadence."We have never been to the resort together. Work at the office has been incredibly demanding lately, so we haven't found the time for a vacation."Aunt Susan chuckled softly. “Then you must take Moza and Abigail there. Isn't the school holiday coming up soon? Our grandchildren are also planning a trip to the beach.”Hearing Aunt Susan’s suggestion, Abigail paused mid-sip of her juice and chimed in eagerly,"Yes, Papa! I want to go on a vacation!"Before Dastan could formulate a reply, their conversation was effectively cut short as two servers arrived bearing steaming plates. The sudden burst of activity served as a perfect shield.Everyone’s attention naturally drifted to

After knocking twice, Moza waited, her heart hammering violently. Every nerve ending in her body felt tightly wound, counting the agonizing seconds until the door would open.However, nothing happened. Either Dastan was deliberately making her wait, or he was still trapped inside the bathroom.Her initial courage began to evaporate, rapidly replaced by a creeping panic. If there was no answer, she would be forced to retreat before Abigail woke up, or worse, before Kageo stepped out of his room and caught her standing outside Dastan’s door.Refusing to yield so easily, Moza decided to try her luck one more time. She raised her hand and knocked again, a little firmer this time, counting down silently in her mind.Just as Moza was on the verge of giving up, a rustle of movement echoed from within.Dastan’s bedroom door swung open. The man stood at the threshold, clad in a black silk kimono bathrobe that was loosely tied around his waist. The parted fabric exposed a large portion of his f

Despite Moza’s soft greeting, Dastan didn't spare her a single glance. The man remained facing the mirror, entirely concentrated on adjusting his trousers before running a comb through his damp hair.Inwardly, Moza felt a prickle of irritation. Dastan Limantara was incredibly fickle; his patterns of thought were near impossible to predict.Last night, he had been intensely warm and brimming with a dangerous passion, yet this morning he had effortlessly reverted back to his cold, detached persona.Could this sudden shift be another test? A calculated method for Dastan to gauge her level of initiative in serving him?Refusing to remain passive, Moza stepped closer, her eyes rapidly scanning the sweeping chamber. Her gaze anchored onto the crisp dress shirt and deep brown suit blazer draped over the back of the sofa.It appeared Dastan hadn't found the time to put them on yet. Without a trace of hesitation, Moza gathered the shirt and stood directly before his bare chest."Allow me to as