Finally Pavel has decided to accept Sofia's invitation. He typed a message for the two of them to meet tomorrow. After all, Pavel still wants to rest. There was no way he could pick Sofia up now. Pavel closed his eyes and smiled. Suddenly the plan to deliberately lure Sofia tomorrow appeared. The next day, Pavel uses his $5 million luxury car to pick up Sofia. Pavel did it on purpose. If he used a more expensive car, Sofia would definitely fall under his spell. At least Sofia should know that Pavel is very different from the past. Pavel wants to show himself more capable of owning luxury goods. Pavel's $5 million car arrives in front of the hotel building. It was Sofia's residence as well as Sofia's request. Pavel waits in the reception lobby because Sofia told him to. Soon Sofia arrives in a knee-length maroon dress combined with some jewelry at the waist. Sofia looked beautiful, but Pavel didn't really admire her anymore. "Hello, Pavel! Gosh, you're so handsome," Sof

After hearing Sergei's words, Pavel did not answer anything. He looked at Sergei with cold eyes. While Sergei and his two friends continued to laugh mockingly. "I didn't expect it, I was already interested in who was driving this cool and luxurious car. It's you...," Sergei said. Pavel tried to remain quiet and calm despite his anger. Sergei moved closer to him and looked at Pavel with a sardonic smile. "Why did you have to show up in a fancy car? Are you pretending to be rich?" Sergei quipped. In front of Sergei's eyes, Pavel looked at him sharply. Although calm, Pavel's cold aura radiated strongly from his eyes. Sergei knew that Pavel was not provoked by his words. That's why his adrenaline was challenged to provoke more intensely. "How about we... check the car you're carrying, huh?" Sergei asked in a sarcastic tone. Pavel continued to watch Sergei's movements intensely. On the other hand, Sergei wore a wide grin as he walked toward

Sergei and his two friends were still dumbfounded at Pavel who remained silent in confusion. Tension slowly enveloped the situation between them. The damage to Sergei's windshield made his anger rise. Sergei growled in exasperation. "What did you just do?!" he asked in a high-pitched tone. Pavel paid no attention to Sergei and his two friends. After performing the action, Pavel felt his hand suddenly hurt. The marks from the hard blows felt numb. Pavel immediately grimaced strongly while holding the blow marks against the car glass. "If there's any more damage to the car, you're too poor to pay for it, you idiot!" Sergei scolded once more. "Sergei, it looks like he really intends to challenge you. He acts like he's taller than you," said one of Sergei's friends. No, Pavel didn't intend to do that. Pavel wanted to argue, but he felt too lazy to talk to them. The blood flowing from the blow marks on his hand was getting heavier. Pavel felt a bit uncomfortable as his bo

Three days of Pavel's hospitalization passed. Finally, Pavel's body condition has begun to recover. Pavel was allowed to go home by the doctor who treated him. Arriving home, Pavel was told by his mother to lie down on the sofa. The scars from the fight with Sergei had left his body with many bandages. But the aches and pains from all the wounds had subsided. Pavel breathed a sigh of relief after sitting on the sofa. Meanwhile, his mother prepared the food. Since the distance between the kitchen and the living room sofa was only a few steps, his mother watched Pavel very seriously. She didn't expect that her son would be involved in something that would send him to the hospital. "Pavel, after this please take care of your body. Don't let me get a call from the hospital again," said Pavel's mother.Pavel glanced over, then went back to watching television. "Yes, mom. Yesterday was just an accident. I'm fine anyway," Pavel replied soothingly. Pavel's mother shook her head w

"You can all go home now, notice will be given tomorrow." After the announcement was made, one by one, the applicants stood up and prepared to go home. Among them, Pavel was also getting ready to put down one strap of his backpack. Just as Pavel was about to take a step, his wrist was grabbed from behind. Pavel immediately turned to his hand, then looked at the woman beside him. Pavel looked at her in surprise, while she gave him a smile. "Wait a minute. We had a nice chat earlier, but I don't know your name yet," the woman said. Pavel's gaze fell to her hand extended to him. At first, Pavel did not return the hand. But soon he shook her hand. "Pavel," Pavel replied briefly..."My name is Parsha. You should know that I am very happy to meet you and to have someone to talk to," Parsha replied with a wide, reassuring smile. In Parsha's presence, Pavel was somewhat surprised to hear those words. Actually Pavel did not respond too much when