"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
"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
Katty looked around when she found no one in the house. Strange. Where had the people gone? Why did this house feel as quiet as a cemetery? "Where have you been?" Morgan came over to Katty who had just gotten home. "Lost or something, hm?""Honey, please. I'm tired. Don't start a fight," Katty said with a long sigh. "Who started the fight? I just asked a question. What's so hard about answering?"Morgan sighed softly. She actually knew the reason why Katty had been out all day. This woman was lonely, something she could no longer give. "I was bored. So I went with my friends on an excursion." Katty reluctantly explained. Despite being fed up with this marital relationship, she could not deny that Morgan had the right to know her activities. "By the way, dear. Where's Rosalind? It's unusual that she didn't welcome me home. Is she asleep?""Rosalind is out with Dylan. She said they wanted some quality time together.""W-what? Quality time? Them?""Hey, what's with your reaction? It's
"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