Chapter 8 Classy Performer

"Why daydreaming?" Vina asked, realizing that her husband was daydreaming with his eyes fixed on the television screen.

"Ah, it's okay; I'm going to the room first to change clothes, darling," replied Andra with an alibi, who immediately got up from the sofa, but before that, he stroked Vina's long hair gently, full of affection.

"Yeah, right there." Vina nodded with a sweet smile.

"Daddy, stay for now, boy," said Andra, turning to Andrew, who looked busy with the Rubik's cube he had bought with his father.

Andrew nodded. "Yes Dad." And after answering like that, the boy returned to focusing on his rubik, only glancing at Andra briefly, making Vina shake her head.

But the woman was no longer surprised by her only son. If Andrew was faced with a Rubik's cube, he would pay attention to his surroundings and might not even listen to the people around him who were asking him to talk.

"If you're already playing Rubik's cubes, that's it," muttered Vina after her husband left to climb the stairs to their room on the second floor.

After that, Vina returned to focusing on the television show she was watching, while Andrew was still focused on completing the Rubik's cube he had just bought.

This is different from Andra, who has now arrived in the room. Secretly, after being in the room, the man immediately opened his cell phone, and his fingers nimbly sent a message to the number he had just gotten from Aline. He even cunningly named Aline's number with a typical male name. Maybe that was his tactic so that his beloved wife wouldn't suspect him.

"Really, he's so charming that it makes me curious," Andra muttered before gasping in amazement at the profile photo that Aline posted on her messaging application.

Andra's speech really indicates that the man is not faithful, just like any other crocodile man out there.

"In this way, I hope Vina doesn't get suspicious," Andra muttered again before the man hurried to change his clothes so that his wife wouldn't get suspicious about how long he had been in the room, because earlier he had only been allowed to change clothes.

Even when he changed his clothes, Andra still glanced at his cellphone screen, which was still on, showing Aline's chat room. Then he sent the message, so he waited for a reply to Aline's message because he couldn't wait to get a reply.

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"Argh damn! He doesn't want to hear what I say! Turn it off unilaterally too!" shouted the man with five heads, so frustrated that he ruffled his gray hair.

After five minutes, he was still staring at his dead cell phone, but he could see that he had been on the phone with someone but had turned it off unilaterally by the person he was calling.

Who else could this man be if not Pram, a man who had made Aline very fed up, and Aline was going to break off relations with him?

"I won't let him get close to anyone but me!" Pram continued in his standard language when speaking in his office. I don't know if he is used to it like that; when he is in the office, he will speak formal and standard, but when he is outside, he will speak as usual with people he knows.

"Excuse me, sir."

Hearing the sound of the door opening along with the distinctive voice of a woman made Pram turn to the source of the sound. The unfriendly look on her face made the woman who had just opened the door seem reluctant to say something.

"Sorry, sir, for interrupting your time; I just wanted to say that the meeting will start in an hour," said the man who served as secretary to a CEO like Pram.

'His face is so scary; he's so scared if he gets fired' thought Pram's secretary; he wasn't crazy by saying those words directly.

"Tsk! Yes! Please come out! Next time if you come in, wait; I'll give you permission first and then come in."Pram chuckled in a high pitch with every word.

The male secretary immediately lowered his head after giving a small nod. "Okay, sir, I apologize for my insolence. I'm sorry," he replied before stepping out of his boss' room.

'Fuck! Even though at that time he said himself, If you want to come in, just come in, but knock on the door first!' Pram's female secretary thought, cursing with great annoyance in her heart.

"Damn it! Why does there have to be a meeting anyway?"Pram cursed after the departure of his secretary, who was still two-headed. His secretary was younger than Aline, but the two were not much different in age.

Drrtt

Pram immediately stopped cursing before looking at his ringing cellphone. "Tsk! It's another kid! Why are you calling? Even though he was already here!" The man chuckled in annoyance before pressing the red button, indicating that he was rejecting a call from one of his sons who had just come to his office.

Yes, that's right, one of the man's sons was named Frans. Because he doesn't have a family like his older brother, he often interferes with his father's business and wants to know who has a special relationship with Pram.

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Switching back to the residence where Aline lives with her only daughter and one servant.

Salsa had just finished telling her mother about all her activities at school. The little girl was very enthusiastic about telling it; it was natural that she was still small and had just entered the first grade of elementary school two weeks ago.

Aline responded as enthusiastically as possible to her daughter's story because she didn't want to reduce Salsa's happiness in the slightest.

"Do you want Mommy to make a cake, honey? Coincidentally, Mommy has the ingredients," Aline offered when the two of them were both focused on the television screen showing cartoons.

At the age of almost three, Aline still likes cartoons, whatever they are, because she often watches them because Salsa watches them too.

"Want Mom! Brownies, right?" Salsa replied enthusiastically and with bright, sparkling eyes. The cake mentioned was her favorite cake, so naturally, the girl was very enthusiastic when her mother offered it to her.

"Yes, Mommy can only make that cake," replied Aline, smiling and showing her straight teeth.

Ting tong

"Mom! There are guests!" Salsa exclaimed immediately when she heard the distinctive sound of a house bell.

"Oh, yes, darling, Mommy will open it first," replied Aline, who then left Salsa after her daughter nodded obediently.

"Yey! I can't wait for Mommy to make brownies!" exclaimed Salsa, cheering happily just because of the brownies.

Aline, who was still hearing her daughter's words, smiled while shaking her head. "Salsa's happiness is simple," he muttered, suddenly remembering Salsa's wish to meet her ex-husband or, more precisely, her daughter's father.

Thinking about this made Aline not realize that she had arrived in front of the main door of her house.

"And-"

Aline immediately stopped what she was saying when she saw who had visited her house.