My Rich Husband's
Part 9's

“Already ... besides I also have money to lend, helping people in need will not make us poor. After all we also do not know if someday we will need his help too, there is no harm in us helping each other, he said,” said Diora who has sat herself in the steering chair and ready to gasp leaving the University of Helsinki.

“I know you're not very poor nor rich, but you're making money with your own efforts and he's lightly borrowing that kind of money, I'm just upset if he's lying to you,” bright Gabby in the steering wheel side seat.

“Do not think negatively, if your accusation is not true it will be slander, and it could be defamation,” scolded Diora without turning her face away from the road.

Gabby let out her breath. “As far as you are, obviously I told you, Eliana is not a good friend.”

...........

In Triple D Corp.

“You have information about Diora?” davis asked without turning his eyes away from the pile of files.

“Already, you want me to read it or you want to read it yourself?” ask George. He is ready with his iPad containing information about Diora.

“You don't see! My hands are busy lathering signatures into the pile of files,” Davis exclaimed.

“Casual, no need for you to remove your horn,” George said.

“You said to me like a deer!” pissed Davis. He put down the pen he was holding, folded his arms around his chest and stared intently at George.

“Gosh ... he was more fierce than a pregnant woman, only left Gwen alone he became an arrogant man,” grumbled George in a slow tone.

“I'm not talking, I'll read about Diora, you listen carefully.”

“Diora Doris Dawson,” said George read out Diora's full name. Before he continued reading, Davis had already interrupted him.

“Our name is the same, triple D. Didn't he and I have a match.” Davis seemed happy to have only a name with the same initials. “Drake Davis Dominique and Diora Doris Dawson, not a match once.”

“Don't you pause! Let me finish first what I'm going to say,” George's murmur.

“Oke .. I'm sorry, I'm just too happy, continue!”

“Two years old. Emigration from Melbourne, Australia has been ten years, brought by her now deceased grandmother. Living alone in one of the elite shophouses Ala Mere De Famille, the lower floor he made as an office and the upper floor he made a place to live. Have a business that is engaged in architecture. Still studying at the University of Helsinki architectural study program. Still have parents, to be in Melbourne. Her family in Melbourne is quite wealthy, but there are female foxes who destroy the harmony of their family. Her real mother is in isolation of a mental hospital. Diora was brought to Finland by her grandmother at the request of Diora's mother. Has a friend and business partner named Gabby Gabriella,” said George.

Davis increasingly wants to have Diora to be by his side, his life is not much different from his. What else to hear that Diora lives independently. Just like him when in college, living independently and trying to build a business.

“But there is bad news,” chirped George.

Davis looked up at George's face. “What?”

“She already has a lover.”

Davis smiled cynically. “New lovers, while their names have not been recorded in the civil registry office as a married couple, I can still snatch it and force it to be by my side.”