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"Of course," Frans grabbed Veronica's chin and kissed her lips, which were now adorned with pink lipstick.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Sir, I'm sorry, but there's a friend of yours outside looking for you," the couple's housekeeper called.

Reluctantly, Frans released his wife from their embrace.

"You wait here. Don't come down, no matter what happens." He gave Veronica's lips a quick peck. "Bik, take Vanya to the backyard!" Frans ordered the middle-aged woman who was carrying Vanya. She nodded and headed to the backyard as instructed.

"Don't say you want to ask about Riski. Trust me, my wife doesn't know what happened." Frans plopped down on the sofa.

"How did you know the purpose of my visit? Has your wife complained to you and asked for your defense?" Gerald sneered.

"Watch your mouth, Ger. Don't compare me to Bianca, who can forgive every hurtful word that comes out of your mouth. Listen, I don't need to hear anything about your meeting this afternoon to understand your intentions. It's