False Princess Reincarnation Set the World
Facts Speak Louder Than Words

“Luckily, God is fair. God gave Gayatri a beautiful outer skin, but He did not give her a good intelligence or a good educational background.”

Hanim considers Brodin's remarks a little inappropriate. “You shouldn't have said that. What if Gayatri is still in school? Aren't many kids taking on side jobs lately?”

"No, that's not possible." Brodin said firmly, “See him, and you can tell that he is not good at school. Moreover, why would he work so hard if he only replaced Fatmawati for a month? It is very clear that he is trying to work here in a long period of time!”

In Brodin's perception, Gayatri was so serious in her work that she could flatter Brodin. He wants to be a full-time staff member and work here in the long run.

Hanim stared at the busy silhouette of Gayatri. “I don't think that's the case, you don't get too excited!”

“What do you mean by too much? This is the truth! Hanim, if you don't trust me, let's see the results in a month.” Brodin is very confident.

The busy Gayatri had no idea that Brodin had criticized her from head to toe.

Gayatri was a hard worker, and she did not rest at all all through the night. Therefore, Hanim served her a glass of iced tea. “This, Gayatri. Drink a little and rest.”

“Thank you, Aunt Hanim.” Gayatri received the glass with both hands.

Realizing that, admiration tarnished Hanim's gaze. One can know a lot about one's upbringing and achievements by observing the small details! He knew that Gayatri was raised well only from the way Gayatri received the drink.

When a senior hands something over to a junior, the junior must definitely accept it with both hands to show respect to the senior.

Gayatri had received the drink with both hands before. Moreover, he had just finished work after midnight and still remembered his manners.

Before she left, Hanim reminded her, “Gayatri, you are a young woman. Be careful on the way home.”

“Thank you, Aunt Hanim. I'll be careful."

Gayatri had just walked out of Madura's satay shop when she saw Teguh standing across the street waving at her. "My niece, over here!"

Gayatri ran towards him. “Why are you here, uncle?”

"Your mother sent me to pick you up because she said it wasn't safe for a young woman to walk home alone at night."

Gayatri nodded and felt a strange feeling in her heart.

As a mercenary, he had always been the one to protect others. Meanwhile, her circumstances felt even more strange as this was the first time she had been protected by her family. In short, the feeling was very strange and naturally accepted it.

“So, are we going to go to that place again tonight?” ask Firmly.

Gayatri was well aware of where the place was, of course. "Yes!"

Gayatri desperately needed money because she needed to buy a phone, a laptop, and some equipment. In addition, he wanted to move from under the bridge.

With a phone and laptop, he will be able to get involved in more important things.

Given the situation, the quickest way to make money is through a gambling den.

"Let's go!" Firmly said happily. "We're going to pick some lucky fruit tonight!"

Then, the two walked towards the gambling den with firm and valiant steps.

He looked at Gayatri anxiously. “My nephew, why didn't you play properly today?”

Gayatri replied cheerfully, “The person who wins in each bet is known as the God of Gambling, whereas I am just an ordinary person!”

Does that mean an ordinary person was able to win a dozen consecutive bets last night? Firmly scratched his head, and pondered over the matter.

She suspects Gayatri is only comforting her, but she has no proof.

“Why did he lose so tragically? I thought he was so impressive last night?” Arya's gaze swept over to this side by accident. He furrowed his brows slightly, and his gaze gleamed in disdain.

Ever since the Buana Family banquet, he had seen Gayatri here for two nights in a row. He refused to believe that he did not do it on purpose!

Another silhouette stood beside Arya. The body of the silhouette was shrouded in layers of faint cold radiance that left people amazed at the sight. It would also make one afraid to look directly at him.

Hearing Arya's words, the man's hand stopped moving the prayer beads for a moment. His jade-like fingers hooked onto the dark-colored prayer beads, forming a scene that was extremely pleasing to the eyes.

"He did it intentionally." He looked up a little when he said that. He was wearing a hat so that only a small part of his chin was visible.

"Willfully?" Arya had a confused expression on her face.

“He lost six times, but the money lost from those six defeats was less than half the money he won before.”

Arya looked at Vijaya Candra in disbelief, and then she realized it afterwards. "He's afraid of attracting the attention of gambling houses?"

Wijaya Candra nodded.

Arya rubbed her chin. “Mas Wijaya, never be fooled by him!”

In fact, what kind of gambling skills might Gayatri have? Someone behind him might be guiding him! If he's not mistaken, the person guiding Gayatri is his uncle.

Perhaps, Teguh pretended not to be an expert in gambling so that Gayatri could stand out and attract the attention of others.

"Do you think that I am you?" Wijaya Candra moved the prayer beads and raised her eyes to look towards Arya.

Arya is known as a playboy with no self-control. It is not at all an exaggeration to describe her as a womanizer. Therefore, he and Vijaya Candra were like two opposite poles.

“Mas Wijaya, honestly not all women like Gayatri. Don't you develop a phobia for a woman just because of her.” Arya pondered for a moment and continued, “For example, there is the Buana Family's original daughter, the very kind-hearted Pitaloka, so there must be a misunderstanding about the cancellation of her engagement.”

Arya greatly admired Pitaloka Buana. Although she grew up in a low-income family, she did not lack high-class etiquette. He could still choose to forgive his fake brother even though he took all his possessions. In addition, it seems that he is also very kind to homeless children.

Pitaloka Buana is as pure as paper, and he is not polluted by the ordinary world. Compared to him, Gayatri was the worst one could get.

“Facts speak louder than words.” Wijaya Candra spoke indifferently.

Arya furrowed her brows. “Mas Wijaya, I assure you Miss Pitaloka is really not who you think she is. Sometimes, it is not only our ears that can deceive, but also our eyes. I feel that you two should take the time to get to know each other better. You should not just defend your opinion and miss Miss Pitaloka just because of a misunderstanding.”

In Aryan perception, Pitaloka Buana is a kind and generous person. Meanwhile, Wijaya Candra was always calm. These two people were really a match for each other.