Gibson's heart raced as he stood there, shocked, absorbing the sounds from behind his room. His wife, Kiara, was laughing with a man inside. Anger and disbelief surged through Gibson. Without hesitation, he burst through the door, his emotions unfiltered. Luckily, the bedroom door wasn't locked, so Gibson easily stormed in. A nauseating sight lay before Gibson, something he had never imagined. "What's happening here, Kiara?" Gibson's voice quivered with a mix of pain and anger. Kiara's laughter subsided as she turned to face her husband, her eyes widening in surprise. On the other hand, Hans appeared startled but quickly composed himself. "Gibson, I can explain," Kiara began, her voice trembling. "Explain? What is there to explain?" Gibson's voice grew louder, his patience wearing thin. He glanced toward the man who was now beginning to dress after an intimate encounter with his wife. "Mr. Manager?" Gibson stared in disbelief at what lay before him, but the words from Mr. Man
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