Fathia pursed her lips again, choosing to listen to all the conversations which were dominated by Tian and her family lawyer. Sometimes Ronald's face, which he just met, was quite close when he read his will. Previously, he was just casual acquaintances like when his father introduced himself to many business colleagues.

Enjoying a cup of warm chocolate as a dish, Fathia distributes it to a room that is arranged in a modern style. Making Fathia fall in awe of Ronald's taste in spatial planning.

"Fathia," Ronald finally called. The old man's netra was accompanied by a warm smile directed at him. "Come here, son."

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