Novels by ansus67

Behind her, Kirana followed with sluggish steps, her swollen belly becoming more apparent. Her expression was cold and cynical, and she seemed shocked to see Darian there, her eyes glaring at him with hatred."Oh, look who's here," Reynand sneered, his voice dripping with mockery. He pointed at Darian with his chin. "The poor village boy who suddenly got rich. So, this is how you got your wealth, huh? By clinging to those two beautiful women?" He laughed loudly, his voice full of scorn.Kirana smirked cynically, her eyes narrowing. "You village bastard!" She spat on the floor, then added in a whisper loud enough for everyone to hear, "Who do you think you are, daring to manipulate Miss Yara Pratama to get your wealth?"Reynand approached Darian, standing just inches away. "You know, kid," he whispered, his voice threatening, "I can make your life miserable. You're just lucky the Pratama family is cowardly. But I'm not." He gripped Darian's shoulder tightly, his eyes blazing with anger

“This is the full financial report of all the Suryadi family’s assets, as you requested. All properties have been transferred to your name. And here’s the proof of the five trillion rupiah transfer to your account at National Bank Javaris City.”Arvid handed over the documents and the tablet to Darian. He didn’t apologize again; his regret and compliance were evident in his posture. Sekar watched from the corner of the room, his eyes glued to the tablet displaying the staggering numbers.Five trillion rupiah. The number spun in his mind, comparing it to his own family’s assets, which now felt so small and insignificant. A wave of intense inferiority struck him.Darian accepted the documents and tablet with no expression, his gaze sharp as he scrutinized Arvid. He quickly examined the transfer details and the financial report. The information displayed was accurate and complete.After a few moments, Darian nodded slightly. “Alright,” he said, his voice calm but authoritative. “I’ve rev

The process was lengthy and required intense concentration, accompanied by soft music emanating from hidden speakers within the room. Yara and Dr. Anita could only wait anxiously, observing Darian's every move, occasionally whispering to each other, conveying their worry and support.After a while, Sekar began to show signs of consciousness. She slightly opened her eyes, her gaze still a bit dazed, but no longer displaying the blinding obsession. She found herself in Darian's private room, adorned with photos and awards.Surprise filled her face, mixed with confusion and the lingering effects of the drug that made her slightly dizzy. However, even in such a state, Sekar's characteristic sarcasm surfaced."Hey, beggar," she said, her voice still a bit hoarse, "what are you doing here? Have you become the pet of these two beautiful women? No wonder your clothes are expensive and nice now. You've managed to move up in the world, haven't you?" She tried to sit up, but her body still felt

Alex stood in silence, his vision blurring. He felt restless, his heart and mind waging war against each other. In an instant, he felt weak, as if the strength he had always prided himself on had been eroded by something far more significant—a truth that came not with physical power, but with profound wisdom."How can I do this?" Alex asked, his voice heavy with doubt. "I've come so far, Darian. So much is at stake."Darian didn’t respond with words but with action. With a gentle movement, he approached Alex and placed a hand on his shoulder—not merely a physical touch, but a symbol of support. Beneath that touch flowed pure energy, filled with genuine love, unwavering hope, and the belief that change is always possible."You don’t have to do this alone," Darian whispered, his voice soft yet resolute. "Kindness isn’t about being perfect; it’s about choosing to care even when the world feels heavy. Tolerance isn’t about ignoring differences but understanding that everyone has a story w

Thomas and Arvid were already waiting in the meeting room, while Darian hid in a strategic spot, ready to act if needed. Not long after, the sound of footsteps echoed through the hallway. The door to the meeting room opened, and Alex walked in, dressed in a sleek black suit, a confident smile plastered across his face. Behind him, two large bodyguards followed, keeping their distance but remaining alert. “Good evening, Mr. Alex,” Thomas greeted, trying to sound friendly. “Thank you for taking the time to meet with us.” Alex nodded, his eyes scanning the room sceptically. “What do you want to discuss? I’m very busy.” Darian observed from his hiding spot, sensing the aura of confidence radiating from Alex. He knew this was a critical moment, and he had to be ready to act. “This is about a new investment opportunity that could benefit us all,” Arvid said, trying to keep the atmosphere calm. “We believe that with your connections, we can achieve even greater success.” Alex smirked c

Darian ushered Thomas, Arvid, and Yara into the modest yet comfortable villa. Once they were seated, Darian began recounting his encounter with Crocodile Boss at the nightclub and the information he had gleaned."I managed to get the name of the connection," Darian said, "Alex. He's linking Crocodile Boss to the mafia leader behind it all. I also found one of the Kardhana Sect elders there. We fought, and…" Darian pointed to a small scar on his arm. “…they challenged me. A challenge from the Kardhana Sect.”Darian paused, looking at the three people before him. "Now, I want to hear your thoughts. You know about Crocodile's shady business at that nightclub, right?."Thomas shivered, his face paling. "We… we were just nominal owners, Darian. We didn't know much about the operational details. Crocodile… he managed everything. We just received a portion of the profits."Arvid added, "We… we were afraid to ask more questions. Crocodile… he's very dangerous."Darian nodded, processing the i