Asmara World
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Kwans Residence.

The wall clock rotated quickly on its axis, time passed felt very fast until now it was night. In the luxurious residence of the Kwans family, as usual the house was shrouded in silence.

The funeral of the late Michel was held this afternoon, all the families returned to their usual activities.

Nauora, who was in her room, accompanied her little baby to play on her king size bed. While on one side, Miguel looks to visit his sister-in-law's room.

" How can you protect Nixeelin, why can Nauora know her name." asked Miguel, asking the question in a high tone.

Davis, who was sitting on a sofa while struggling in front of a laptop screen, suddenly sighed violently when he heard the words of his brother-in-law. He then stopped his activities, and turned to stare intently at the mature man in front of him who stood stiff.

" Yakk.. are you sure my brother knows something?" ask Davis in annoyance.

Miguel frowned, not understanding the meaning of his sister-in-law's conversation. "What do you mean?"

" You said you'd protect Nixeelin, then why would your brother know about her." Miguel repeated the same question, making Davis stand up from his seat with his face bent.

" You crazy? Why should I protect her when you fuck her? You're wrong, if you really love her, you shouldn't have messed with her. Just look at him from afar, don't get involved in your life. Your life's fucked up, why are you adding more trouble."

Davis, who was unable to hold back his anger, released his teeth which he had been quieting.

" Don't you love her too? Besides you know, I can't do anything. Your brother's always watching me." Miguel said he wouldn't lose.

" It's up to you." Davis did not know what else to say to reply Miguel, he chose to pass by by nudging the sister-in-law's shoulder.

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Oliveira Mansion.

Night at a different luxury residence, a magnificent residence with a typical European building style. The house with shades of white cream is now inhabited by three people only.

The owner is none other than the beautiful Nixeelin Oliveira. Since the arrival of Lauren from abroad, Nixeelin no longer inhabit her apartment, she chose to re-occupy her house which she had long left. Even so, every day there would be a servant who cleaned the residence.

During the dinner, the three did not speak at all. Both Nixeelin and Lauren, dissolved in each other's minds.

" Humm." since then observing his best friend in silence, Nixeelin finally cleared her throat, neutralizing the atmosphere before she asked Lauren about her curiosity.

" What's up, Xeelin? Is the food bad?" Lauren's still relaxed, she's back to eating her dinner.

" No, it's so good." exclaimed Nixeelin.

" Ah, do you want to go somewhere tomorrow?" he added.

Lauren was silent, stopping her eating.

" Why are you suddenly asking like that?" Lauren looks clumsy.

" No, I'm just asking" Nixeelin said with her usual smile.

" It's not usually you like this, Lauren. What are you really hiding from me?"

Benak Nixeelin continued to wonder, the curiosity was bubbling. His best friend, who he had known for a dozen years, never hid anything, suddenly chose to keep one thing a secret.

" I'm going!" nixeelin said later, making Lauren and Viet suddenly stop eating activities.

" Where to go?" lauren and Viet asked the same question. The two stared at Nixeelin, waiting for an answer with such a serious face.

" I'm going to Canada on business." Nixeelin explained briefly and concisely.

" Himself?" viet quickly.

" Humm.." Nixeelin nodded as she ate her dinner.

" Why yourself? Shouldn't the Viet be coming because he's your assistant?" Lauren joined in.

" I just want to be alone first. You're here anyway so let the Viet take care of you." Nixeelin said.

" All right, I'll stay first. I want to be bubbly." he added sipping water and immediately got up from his seat.