"Sir, Mr.Bently insisted on seeing you. It seems he already knows that those people have taken our side," Niel reported to his boss.  "Leave it alone." Demian was indifferent. "There's no more deal between me and Rosalind. We're just one step away from the success of the store. I don't want things to get messy just because of one insignificant person." "He's making a mess." "As long as it doesn't harm us, pretend not to know anything." "Is it necessary for the bodyguards to drag him out of this building?" Niel looked at his boss intently. "I'm worried that the uproar will make the others feel uncomfortable. Not to mention the spying journalists. They'll surely fry this into a very hot gossip in the media. Please think again." Niel's words made Demian's focus split. Immediately, he shot a glare and put his pen down on the table. "Then just kill her when you get the chance. Su

"Your brother is so straightforward. He doesn't look scared at all when he shows concern and smiles in front of me. It's ridiculous," Rosalind said as she observed Demian straightening his clothes in the mirror. "If Dylan had known we'd guessed this from the start, he'd have been so embarrassed.""Play however you want. If necessary, share a bed together." A faint smirk appeared on Demian's lips after saying that. Although there was a beautiful woman beside him, he had no interest in turning his head. Let alone turn his head, he was reluctant to even glance at the reflection in the mirror. "Sharing a bed together?"Demian did not reply. He chose to put his tie on his shirt collar. "Sorry, dear. But your wife is not thirsty for male caresses. Even if I have to share a bed, I'll only do it with you. Other than you, I wouldn't even want to kill you.""Fantasizing is of course fine. But if it's too high, I'm afraid you'll die when you fall. So my advice is better not to imagine somethin

Demian immediately looked away when he met Rosalind's gaze as soon as he entered the room. What a pain in the ass. He was getting more and more tired because of this woman. "Should I be nice when I welcome you home?" asked Rosalind with a faint smile. "For example, something like ... honey, you must be tired after a long day at work. Shall I prepare some warm water for you to soak in?""Cihhhh, disgusting!""Yes, that's you.""Are you sure it's me?""Hmmm, Demian-Demian. Why are you so hard to joke with? At least give me a chance to enjoy my role as a wife. Is that our agreement?"Rosalind walked over. Without asking for permission, her hand moved slowly to undo the knot of the tie attached to Demian's collar. As a woman on the verge of becoming a wife, Rosalind was obviously expecting a sweet drama between them. However, she had to put up with Demian's coldness and indifference. She wanted to complain, but she realized her position. Because if she protested too much and demanded too

Rosalind stared at Katty unblinkingly. The look in her eyes was flat. There was no emotion in them. "What kind of confession do you want? You obviously know I'm Rosalind, the daughter of the Johnson family. What else is there to confess?""Yes, that is indeed a fact. But what I see now is not the same as the woman I saw a while ago at the hospital. Confess. Tell me who you really are!""I don't understand what you're talking about. You've been forcing me to confess. What kind of confession does that mean? Please explain. I'm confused!"Katty immediately pointed at the three fingers lying on the table. After that, her gaze was sharply drawn to Rosalind. "The Rosalind I know is a very weak woman, but why are you calm now when you see those fingers? You're very strange, Ros. I suspect you're just putting on an act by pretending to be weak in front of me!" said Katty, immediately expressing her suspicions. Rosalind was speechless. It turned out that Katty was not as stupid as she though

Together with his assistant, Morgan came to B&F Corporation. He had a tense look on his face. He was embarrassed and also shocked by the news that was being reported by the media.  "Mr.Morgan, welcome," greeted a bodyguard at the door.  "Is Demian in?" asked Morgan, not returning the greeting. He was angry, not wanting to care about anything other than seeing and talking to his son.  "Yes, sir. But Mr.Demian has said he doesn't want to be disturbed by anyone. Mr.Niel is also away. If you have a message, please just tell me. I will deliver it directly to Mr.Demian." Ignoring the prohibition, Morgan waltzed into the room. Once inside, he immediately received an unfriendly stare from Demian who was enjoying a cigar while sitting on the edge of the table.  "Explain the truth of the news that is being reported by the media. Is it true that you and Rosalind slee