
The rule is dead, while the man is alive.
He did not want to ruin the brotherly relationship just because of the rules.
After Oliver spoke heart to heart with his Grandfather, when he came back and had just stepped into the courtyard gate, he saw Nirmala's room lit up.
When Nirmala was not in the residence of the Pamungkas family, this yard felt cold, quiet and overgrown with weeds. It is conceivable that Sapphira never lived here after that.
But at this moment, Oliver saw the light in Nirmala's room, and he subconsciously walked towards the room.
Oliver walked to the door and knocked politely.
“The door is not locked, please enter.” Nirmala's voice came from the room.
Oliver was startled, and with a large wave of his hand, he immediately opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, a light breeze entered, and carried a scent that could not be explained in words.
The aroma is very light, the smell is refreshing, and rather charming.
Oliver was a little dizzy, and the red candle on the round table appeared before his eyes, a burning red candle with a bright blue flame.
"Oliver .. have you come?!" Nirmala's soft voice sounded again.
The voice was like coming from the sky, and it sounded close to the ears.
Oliver followed the direction of the voice, then closed the door.
"Plap-" The sound of a gentle breeze as the door closed, blowing through the red candle on the round table, made the scent in the room even stronger.
"Oliver-"
Behind the curtains, a woman with a graceful figure walked forward.
Nirmala...
Oliver looked at the woman, stepped forward, and opened the curtain of beads.
"Nirmala" with a hint of makeup on her face, lifted her eyes gently.
She wore a white dress, with ********** half-open, and moved following her breath.
"Nirmala, you..." Oliver hesitated slightly, and subconsciously narrowed his eyes, wondering if he was having hallucinations.
"Nirmala" folded her hands around her waist, slightly bending her knees, her voice very soft: "Night, Mr. Oliver."
Oliver was very surprised, and frowned slightly.
"Nirmala" got up, and approached, and hugged Oliver's neck.
He stood on his toes and looked at the silent Oliver.
The light of the candle swayed, the face of "Nirmala" glittered.
Oliver looked at the woman in front of him, and his nose was filled with an inexplicable fragrance.
"Nirmala" pulls Oliver's body forward, squinting, then wants to kiss Oliver's lips with his sex lips.
Just as his lips were about to touch Oliver's lips, a large hand suddenly blocked him.
Oliver's power causes "Nirmala"'s body to stagger.
Oliver raised another hand and choked his neck.
“Safira, do you think you can seduce me with a little fragrance and pretend to be Nirmala?” Oliver snorted coldly.
Safira was stunned for a moment, feeling her throat suffocate and making her pant.
Why did he forget?
Before entering the business world, Oliver had been a soldier and had received special training.
Therefore, this trick of his was only a small trick in front of him.
If the person in front of him was really Nirmala, he would not hesitate.
But, honey, he's not.
"Oliver... I have sacrificed a lot for you, can't you accept me a little? I just wish you could..."
“Shut!” Oliver scolded coldly before Sapphira finished speaking.
He didn't want to listen to her reason that sounded so noble, this woman valued nothing but her money.
Of course, what he guessed was true.
The more he refused, the more he wanted it.
Even in any way!
“Oliver, I will make myself as the Nirmala you like,” said Safira softly.
Oliver slightly raised the corner of his mouth, then said: "Who told you that I liked Nirmala?"
Whahuh? He doesn't like Nirmala? How come!
Safira was a little hard to believe for a moment.
Oliver laughed coldly: "If I like Nirmala, why don't I use you instead of Nirmala? Nirmala is married and becomes my sister-in-law.”
His words have a point as well...
So that means, he doesn't like Nirmala?!
Safira believed Oliver's words.
To love someone is to love everything, nothing to do with appearance or background. So, loving someone is actually no particular reason.
Sapphira would never understand what love really is.
Because he would never really fall in love with someone.
Seeing Sapphira not saying a word, Oliver released Safira, and scolded: "Clean this room, then go back to your room."
"Oliver..." Sapphira held onto her chest and called out softly again.
But Oliver ignored her, turned around and left the room.
Even though the room was filled with a refined fragrance, she couldn't treat other women as Nirmala either.
Nirmala is Nirmala, no other woman can replace her.
But, Oliver hopes that there is a woman who can replace Nirmala, so that her heart no longer feels pain because of this feeling of love...
Next day.
Safira drags the suitcase from the room and secretly follows Oliver.
Safira puts the suitcase in the trunk of her own car, Oliver doesn't help her in the least, as he will never pity her.
He only pityed Nirmala.
For Oliver, Nirmala is everything.
Safira knew clearly why Oliver hated him. He took away Nirmala's identity and took everything that was supposed to belong to Nirmala.
However, Safira felt that Oliver indeed deserved all of this!!
All men in this world are the same!
The more difficult women are to get, the more they want to get it.
Safira already got the news that this time Oliver brought her to Bandung completely because Nirmala was staying at his house.
From the outside, Nirmala invites Safira to play in Bandung, but in fact she invites him to stay there, only to dismiss the gossip.
Sapphira felt she was not stupid either, she would use this opportunity to cultivate a "friendship" with Nirmala. Perhaps, he could please Nirmala, and change Oliver's gaze towards her.
What Safira did was to make himself the daughter-in-law of the family.
He just loves Oliver's money and power.
For Safira, money is more useful than men, and she will not depend on her feelings for any man.
In this case, Nirmala was different from him. Nirmala could sacrifice everything just for love.
In the eyes of Sapphira, Nirmala's behavior was "stupid"!
For Sapphira, it was simply not worth sacrificing everything for love, only the most real money in this world!!
When Oliver brought Sapphira back to his house, Aunt Lias was stunned when she saw Sapphira.
Miss Safira and Miss Nirmala, their faces are very similar.
As the two stood facing each other, it was as if they were looking at a mirror.
Nirmala also realized that after not seeing Sapphira for so long, Sapphira became more and more like her.
“Aunt Lias, this is Miss Safira.” Oliver introduced coldly.