29. That baby girl is… Sara's daughter

"Everything went well?" Yohan asked.

Sara nodded, "All the projects will be launched this week."

"Then you'll be busier."

"No matter how busy I am, I'll still cook for you."

His smile returned after a long time, melting her heart. "Thanks for cooking," he expressed, opening the car door for her. With a bittersweet smile, she sat inside.

For the first time since the incident, he took the wheel and drove.

"Did the auditions go well?" she asked.

"I'm the owner, so you should ask the models," his direct response surprised her. His past may have faded, but his character remained.

"Did you select a model?"

"Hmm."

Sara didn't inquire further and gazed out of the window.

When he parked the car in the basement, Sara Owen gazed at him. "You wait. I'll come early," she pleaded, not wanting him to discover about their daughter so soon.

"I'll come with you," he said, stepping out of the car. Sara Owen swallowed nervously and followed him, her eyes fixed on his back. He crushed the cigarette beneat