On the way, Ethan suddenly thought of the woman he helped this afternoon, Jolly. He realized that he didn't leave her any money. He looked very regretful.

"Oh my God Ethan! You're so stupid! Why didn't you think of giving money to her. The nurse told me that she didn't have any strength because her stomach was empty, why did she just leave like that! Oh my!" he cursed at himself.

"But hopefully she'll still have money for tonight's meal. Because tomorrow she can start working at home," he hoped.

***

A message arrived on Ellea's cell phone. It was from Ethan, sending her the location of the meeting place.

"Oh my god. It's so far away! This guy is crazy. It could take more than two hours, not to mention the traffic! Haisshhh! Can't he find a place near here. Ihhhh!" Ellea complained.

But there was no other choice for her but to keep going. Reluctantly, she got up from her seat and grabbed her usual sling bag and set off. Not forgetting, she said goodbye to her grandmother first.

***

Jolly arrived home by taking a motorcycle taxi that she found on her way home. She wanted to walk all the way to her house.

But it was no longer strong enough. Her weak body forced her to stop and she decided to take an ojek.

Jolly opened her wallet. She found that her money was running low because she had just used it to pay for the motorcycle taxi, which was out of her budget.

"It's a good thing I can start working tomorrow. If I couldn't find a job today, I don't know what else I'd have to do to survive," she said, looking into the mirror. "Mr. Ethan, you really are an angel sent by God for a sinner like me. Thank you very much, sir."

Jolly shed her tears again. Without realizing it, there was a part of her body that was sulking for its due. Jolly's stomach twisted, making a loud sound. Had she been in a crowd, the sound would have embarrassed her greatly. Fortunately, she was alone at the moment, having arrived home.

Jolly held her stomach, just remembered that mang had not filled it with any food all day, only a bottle of mineral water had entered her stomach.

She got up, about to walk to the front to buy some food. But after just a short walk, Carla was already in front of her.

"Mom!" she called out.

Carla handed her daughter a black plastic bag. "I have some food for you. Eat it right away!"

Jolly couldn't say anything else. When she was in distress like this, the only people who cared were the people she had wasted her life with.

Jolly accepted the bundle while bowing her head. There was shame in her heart. They entered the house.

"You must be starving, An. That's a very pale face. I'm sorry I didn't have time to bring food here this afternoon. I was busy cleaning up the house," Carla said, holding back her sadness. She knew by heart that when Jolly was hungry, her face would turn pale.

As she stuffed food into her mouth, Jolly nodded slowly. Carla couldn't bear to see her daughter's condition, which was now in dire need.

"Spend it all, so you'll be full. I cooked a lot earlier, for you too. Ellea just left for work, that's why I could only come here."

Carla sighed, while Jolly continued to stuff rice into her mouth as she held back her grief.

"Ellea grew up to be a strong and independent child. Because she only graduated from high school, she can only work as an sales promotion girl. That's one of the ways she supports her family. Moreover, her mother is now incapacitated. She works day and night for her useless grandmother to survive."

Carla's words cut into her daughter heart even more. All this time, she had left her mother and child in a terrible condition.

***

It took over two hours for Ellea to finally arrive at Ethan's apartment! As usual she had to find a toilet to change before meeting him.

Tonight Ellea deliberately did not wear vulgar clothes, it was quite modest. She wore short and long sleeves that covered her knees. Her makeup was also subtle. She polishes it off with natural makeup and her hair is tied up.

Ellea was already at the door of the apartment. She immediately pressed the bell. Not long after, Ethan opened it from inside.

With a warm welcome smile, Ethan seemed to look at her from top to toe. His smile was even wider, like he liked her.

***

Amy has arrived home. She was in the middle of distributing souvenirs to all the residents of the house. Including the household assistants, driver, and security guards. For the past few hours she had been waiting for the return of her husband who never came. Until nine o'clock in the evening, Ethan did not show his nose.

Amy tried to call her husband's number, but to no avail. Not a single message was returned by Ethan. His phone calls were also ignored.

"Where is Ethan anyway? It's already this late and he hasn't arrived home yet. I told you this morning that I wanted to go home. How the hell!" she babbled a little annoyed and worried.

Amy went to the first floor, heading to the kitchen to get a snack as well as a cold drink. In the kitchen, she met the one of her household assistants.

"Rose! In the past week, nya husband has been coming home late, hasn't he?" asked Amy.

Rose nodded. "Yes, ma'am. Sometimes he comes home early. Mr. Ethan has been out of town a lot lately, he said. He also told me this afternoon that he won't be home tonight. Still out of town too, ma'am," She explained.

Amy's eyes widened simultaneously, her blood rising to the top of her head at Rose's explanation.

"Outrageous!" she lamented.

Rose excused herself and went back to her room. Meanwhile, Andrea headed back to the second floor. Instead of picking up anything in the kitchen, she entered the karaoke room. There were many types of alcoholic drinks from various countries that were of high quality.

"There's no way there's a week-long event out of town. What are you doing?" grumbled Amy as she poured a purple drink into her glass. Then she sipped it in one breath.

Amy briefly recalled the story of Celline, one of her best friends who was secretly left remarried by her husband. In the past few months, Celline's husband had often asked for permission to go out of town. Celline thought that her husband was really working on a project that had been the passion of his company.

"There's no way Ethan is like Celline's husband. He's not that type of man. I've known Ethan since we were in senior high school together. He's so crazy about me that there's no way he would act out of line. No way!"

Amy reassured herself. Ethan would never sacrifice the peace of his household for the sake of his momentary pleasure.

Amy got up from her seat, she walked to a glass cabinet, she looked in the mirror, seeing her own face and body there.

"I'm still beautiful, my body is still sexy. My style is fasionable!" She painted a smile. "There's no way Ethan will act out there. Besides, what can he do? If he wants to do anything, all I have to do is complain to Papi. So, papi will withdraw all his shares in Ethan's company. He won't be able to move a muscle."