"Where's your mom, Ros?" Morgan was surprised not to find Katty in the dining room. It was unusual for her to disappear. Strange. Rosalind, who was helping the maids prepare breakfast, realized that her mother-in-law hadn't shown up. Returning to the charade, she expressed ignorance to the question. "Maybe Mom is still sleeping in her room, Dad. I've been busy in the kitchen cooking food. If I hadn't been asked, I wouldn't have realized she wasn't here either." "Hmmm, can't you stop troubling yourself? You're not here to serve us, you're part of the Stewart family. Demian would be offended if he saw you doing that job." Long live. As soon as Demian's name was mentioned, the owner of the name immediately appeared in the dining room. Seeing that, Rosalind hurried to do her job by getting plates and drinking water. "Good morning, Dem," greeted Rosalind. Her tail glanced at her mother-in-law who was watching her interaction with Demian. Rosalind then cleared her throat. "You came hom
Demian was out of focus. His mind kept going to Rosalind. Not out of longing or worry, but out of curiosity. A woman with such an innocent and helpless appearance, how could she easily trick him? How stupid was he that he didn't realize there was great danger approaching? "Asshole!" Niel, who was working on the job, immediately turned his head when his boss suddenly swore. "Sir, what's wrong?" "That woman's cunning is bothering me." "You mean Ms. Rosalind?" "Have you ever seen me think of Katty like this?" Demian snorted rudely. He then threw his pen on the table right in front of Niel. "I was suspicious from the start and refused to have anything to do with that woman. Now everything has already happened. Rosalind has an ace up her sleeve that makes it impossible for us to remove her from the Stewart family. She's... a two-faced fox." Niel took his boss's pen and stood up. She had an unhappy look on her face. Not angry, but cursing himself for failing to investigate who Ms. R
Katty continued to daydream while thinking of something odd that made her feel very confused. What was really going on? That night she was enjoying the excitement after getting the news from Dylan that the hundred trillion had been found. In the midst of her euphoria, Rosalind came and gave her a cup of hot tea. Then .... (Could Rosalind be the reason why I'm so confused right now?) "Ah, that's impossible." Katty refuted her own words. "What can a stupid woman like her do? What am I thinking."Confused, Katty decided to call Dylan instead. The two of them hadn't spoken since the last conversation about money. Katty was curious where the boy kept the money and how much of a share he should take. Tutt tuttThe first call ended just like that. Katty frowned. Strange, why wasn't Dylan answering her calls? "This kid can't possibly want to control all that money by himself?" Katty wondered to herself. Between annoyed and worried, Katty made another call. And the result was nil. Dylan s
"Dylan, where have you been? Why did you suddenly disappear after getting that asshole's money? Did you mean to forget mom's part?"Dylan's steps stopped as soon as he heard his mother's scolding. He snorted, trying to restrain himself from letting his temper get the better of him. Since that night, Dylan chose not to return home. He was too embarrassed to meet Demian face to face. The hundred trillion he had intended to steal had instead led him to something very disarming. Apart from getting a pile of fake money, Dylan also had to accept another fact that was far more embarrassing where he had been used by someone whose identity he still did not know. "Don't keep quiet, Dylan. Where did you go, huh? Let's answer!" Katty urged as she stared intently at Dylan's back who was facing away from her. "Shut up!""Shut up?"Katty roughly pulled Dylan's arm until he turned to face her. "What does this mean? Why are you asking mom to be quiet?""Mom, please. Don't argue with me now. I'm tir
Demian and Rosalind stared at each other as they passed each other in front of the room. Rosalind, who was about to go out, immediately moved aside to make room for her husband to step into their room. "What do you want exactly?"Demian suddenly opened his voice. This made Rosalind look at him with an expression of shock and confusion. Her husband had said hello first? But why did his words sound a little uncomfortable? What's going on? Rosalind wondered to herself. "It's just you and me here, so there's no need to pretend anymore. Show me your true face and let's talk!" said Demian, not wanting to wait for Niel to unmask Rosalind. If with his own hands he could make this woman show her true mask, then Demian would not hesitate to do so. Including starting a conversation like now. "Dem, what are you talking about? Who are you pretending to be?" asked Rosalind pretending not to understand. Her heart was beating fast. Could it be that Demian had realized the charade he was putting on
A smile graced Morgan's lips as he watched Rosalind pay attention to Demian. She was painstakingly fetching food for her son who sat with a flat expression. There was progress. Because at least Demian wasn't rejecting the attention Rosalind was trying to give him. "Eat up. Niel will be here soon," Rosalind said asking Demian to have breakfast. Very sweet. But unfortunately this closeness was just a camouflage to cover up the cooperation between them. "Hmmm,"Only a dejected sound came out of Demian's mouth when responding to the sweet attention being shown by Rosalind. Although he was not used to it, Demian tried to accept the strangeness. For the sake of controlling the Johnson family's shares, he thought. "It's unusual for you to be so romantic in front of us. What's going on? I'm curious," Katty asked curiously. "Honey, what are you talking about. It's perfectly normal for them to be romantic in front of us. Did you forget that Demian and Rosalind just got married? They're newl
"Cihh, she really came." Dylan muttered as he continued to watch the woman who had just arrived at the company. His gaze was full of hatred as well as envy. "Just watch. I'll make sure Demian divorces you sooner or later. I won't let you be the third person in our feud. Demian is mine, and he must be destroyed at my hands."Rosalind walked casually to the elevator accompanied by a bodyguard. Actually, she was very aware that there was a pair of eyes watching from a distance. However, Rosalind chose to ignore them. She knew very well who the person was and what caused them to stare at her in such a way."Miss, you may go straight inside. Mr.Niel left this message while we were on our way here," said the bodyguard, inviting the mistress to enter immediately."Very well. Thank you," Rosalind said with a friendly smile.Just as the bodyguard was about to turn the door knob, Niel had alr
Demian's intimacy with Rosalind had become more frequent since they decided to work together. This has drawn a lot of attention from several parties. Some were supportive, envious, and some were quietly scornful. According to them, Rosalind is very inappropriate to be the wife of a ruler whose business has spread everywhere. Their caste did not match even though Rosalind herself came from a well-respected family. "Hai,"Rosalind turned her head. Her eyebrows knitted together to find Dylan looking at her with a sweet smile. (What's wrong with this kid? He's smiling at me for once. What's wrong with him?) "Hmmm, how arrogant. Is it that hard to return my greeting?" asked Dylan. "Not arrogant, just confused," Rosalind replied matter-of-factly. "Confused?" Dylan walked closer to Rosalind. He then looked at her intently. "Confused why? Has Demian done something to make you feel uncomfortable?""What are you. You and I were having a conversation, why are you targeting my husband?"Dyla