"Are you guys up to something with me?" Damian asked, his eyes wide open and teeth bared. Mia swallowed nervously. "You deliberately accepted a deal with me to get revenge. And behind that, you have Stella and Mr. Marvin helping you," Damian said. "I only found out about Stella and Mr. Marvin's relationship this morning, and I told them about our deal," Mia replied. "Stella was furious at me, then revealed that the debt had already been paid by Mr. Marvin." Damian's brows furrowed. "So?" "This morning we met with Mr. Marvin, and asked for his help in canceling the deal with you. Unfortunately, that damn Marvin didn't want to help because the deal was already signed, it would be very difficult to cancel it. He was afraid you would demand a lot from him later," Mia said, pretending to be annoyed. "So he won't help you?" asked Damian. "No!" replied Mia, looking annoyed. She sat back with her arms folded under her chest. "He said he's already spent a lot of money paying off t

"That quickly?" Stella stared at Marvin in shock. Marvin nodded. "The sooner, the better." "But how can it be done as soon as tomorrow?" Stella asked softly. "Nothing is difficult for me, everything is easy. Especially when money rules everything," Marvin answered. "Oh, okay," Stella nodding in understanding. Marvin was right. "Anything else? Any more questions?" Stella shook her head. "No." Marvin turned to Mia. "Any progress with your agreement with Damian?" "Not yet," Mia replied. "He hasn't talked about the wedding, he just said he would prepare for it soon. Yesterday afternoon, after I got back to my apartment, Damian asked to meet. I thought he wanted to discuss the agreement or the wedding, but it wasn't about that." "What did he talk to you about?" Marvin asked. "Your relationship with Stella," Mia answered. "He said he found out from Mr. William. Mr. William blamed him for the canceled contract with Esther. You were careless, Sir. Damian was suspicious of us." "Susp

"Okay, if you understand, I’m hanging up." Click! Marvin ended the call and looked around as his driver stopped the car in the restaurant parking lot Stella had mentioned. For some reason, he had asked the driver to take him to the restaurant instead of the office. Even though what Stella was doing wasn’t part of his plan, he still felt the urge to follow her. After a short moment, he got out of the car. He saw Stella walking quickly, deliberately bumping into Damian. "She's started her act," Marvin murmured, crossing his arms and watching as Stella extended her hand to Damian. Marvin stayed where he was, calmly observing the scene in front of him. He noticed Damian’s shocked expression as he saw Stella’s new look. Marvin's eyes narrowed when he saw Damian looking at Stella’s body with an intense gaze. "I think he still has feelings for my wife," Marvin murmured. His eyes narrowed further when he saw Damian’s lips curl into a reverse crescent. Finally, Marvin walked closer to t

Marvin entered his house and walked towards the living room, which was empty. Not a single person was there. "Miss Bertha?" Marvin called out, half shouting for his housekeeper. "Yes, Sir?" A woman in her mid-thirties suddenly appeared, approaching Marvin. "What is it, Sir? Are you ready to eat now?" she asked. "No," Marvin replied. "Where’s Stella? Is she in her room?" "Mrs. Stella?" "Yes, where is she? Is she in her room?" Marvin asked again. "Mrs. Stella is upstairs, Sir," Miss Bertha said, looking flustered. Marvin frowned at the woman’s flustered tone, then he walked towards the stairs and climbed up to Stella’s room. He knocked several times, frowning when there was no answer. "Stella? Are you in there?" Marvin asked, but there was still no answer. He opened the door, and the room was empty. "She’s not here," Marvin muttered. Marvin walked back downstairs and approached Miss Bertha, who was in the kitchen preparing dinner. "Stella isn’t in her room. Where is she?" Mar

Marvin cut the steak in front of him, then slid Stella's plate towards himself, while pushing his own plate towards Stella. Stella looked at the man who was now smiling at her. "Eat, darling," Marvin said. Stella frowned, nodded, and smiled hesitantly. "Thank you," she said. "You're welcome," Marvin replied, stroking Stella's head, causing her to lower it slightly in surprise at being touched. "He's good at playing a drama," Stella thought. Meanwhile, Damian, watching the scene before him, began to feel annoyed, his hands even clenching tightly. In contrast, Mia looked relaxed, enjoying the meal on the table. The dinner was truly perfect. It had been a long time since she had enjoyed premium quality beef. "How is it? Do you like the food?" Marvin asked. "Very much," Mia replied with a smile. "We're enjoying it, Sir. Thank you," Damian said. Marvin smiled back. "I'm glad to hear that." He propped his elbows on the table and clasped his fingers together, looking at Damian very