บททั้งหมดของ The Hidden Identity Of MY Contract Husband : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

That morning, the sun had just risen shyly in the Jakarta sky.Soft light streamed through the large windows of the Hartanto family's magnificent home, washing over the marble floors and expensive furnishings with a calm warmth. In a quiet corner of the living room sat a middle-aged woman with elegant features and Ayu's piercing eyes.A cup of freshly brewed black coffee steamed in her hand. The strong aroma of Robusta filled the air, but her mind was too preoccupied to savor the taste. Beneath her seemingly relaxed beginning, something was constantly swirling in her head."It would be wonderful if everything were mine."She was investigating something. Someone.Ayu had snuck into the Hartanto home for a reason. She knew that within that extended family, there were secrets evaporating amidst smiles and friendly greetings. And Ayu wasn't the type of woman to let suspicions slip by.As she opened her phone to check her social media timeline, her eyes widened. One article caught her atte

Anita was sitting in her quiet office, her eyes busy reviewing a stack of files just sent from the finance division. Occasionally, she would sign or cross out any odd points. Everything was going smoothly… until there was a knock on the door and it slowly opened.Icha walked in hesitantly."What's wrong, Icha?" Anita asked without looking up, still focused on the document in her hand.Icha clutched a brown folder to her chest. "It's about the file from yesterday, Sis. The Sanjaya Company… they want it returned."Anita nodded slowly. "Okay, you take it. It'll be done quickly."But Icha remained silent. Unmoved.Anita finally lifted her head and looked at Icha. Her brow furrowed. There was clearly something her assistant was hiding."Icha?" Anita's voice sounded more serious now. "What's wrong?"Icha looked down, biting her lower lip, as if considering whether to be honest. But finally, she spoke."They... asked Anita to come to the head office herself."Silence.Anita blinked, silent f

NightAyu was searching for something in the storeroom, remembering before her husband died. He kept a safe containing a will. It could be dangerous if Anita found it first. If she found the will first, she might be able to change it. Besides, she was also curious: was the safe just a will, or was there something more luxurious?"Where is it?"Ayu tried to find it, wondering if it was still there. But when she searched, she found nothing. She had searched for it several times, but she couldn't find it."Damn, it's not there at all."Ayu emerged from the storeroom, completely filthy, her cheeks black.Hana, who had just come home from work, was shocked to see the terrifying black figure."Ghost..."Hana let out a small scream, causing everyone in the house to rush towards her."Hana, what are you screaming for!" Ayu cursed.Hana turned to her mother with a deep breath. It was her mother."Sorry, I thought it was a ghost. Why is Mom so dirty anyway?" Hana asked."What's wrong, Miss?" as

Before Andreas could say anything, Icha's phone suddenly rang loudly, breaking the silence on the terrace.Icha quickly glanced at the screen. "Just a moment," she said quickly, then moved a few steps away from Andreas.Andreas simply nodded. But from his expression, it was clear he was a little curious—or perhaps suspicious—about who Icha was talking to.Icha leaned against the wall, making sure no one could hear her voice on the other end. She answered the call."Hello, Anita?"Anita's voice was low but firm. "Icha, there's one more thing I need to do.""Do what?" Icha asked, her brow furrowed. Anita's tone sounded different—more serious, more anxious."My mother and Hana... they're looking for a safe left by my father. They say it holds something very important. So far, I haven't found it."Icha sighed. "You have to tell me what's inside. We can help you find it if you know what it looks like.""That small safe is dark blue. It's about the size of a shoebox and it locks securely. W

A Bright MorningSunlight filtered through the gap in the open curtains, hitting Anita's face and forcing her eyes to slowly open. She blinked a few times, trying to adjust to the blinding light.But it wasn't just the light that startled her; Icha was now standing near the bedroom window."What, Icha?" Anita muttered, half-awake.Icha turned her head with a mischievous smile. "What? Are you so surprised to see me enter your room?"Anita reflexively straightened up in bed. Her memories immediately flashed back to the previous night: the warm embrace, the familiar scent, and Morgan's soft voice calling her name. She was sure, absolutely sure, Morgan was here. Sleeping with her. ButShe glanced over at the side of the bed. It was empty."Where's Morgan?" Anita asked, frowning."Morgan?" Icha laughed softly. "Are you sleep talking? Since I came in, you've been alone. No one else has been around."Anita stared at Icha sharply. "You're not joking, are you?""Oh my, Anita. why would I lie t