Several days had passed, and Angela had returned to her own home. He returned to his daily routine. This time he was making coffee for Regan, as usual.

He made his way to Regan's room. Before entering the room, he heard someone's voice in Regan's room.

"Are there any guests?" he muttered because he was in the pantry earlier.

Angela knocked on the door and entered immediately, without waiting for an order from inside.

Degh!

Angela's steps stopped when she saw a sexy woman sitting on Regan's lap. And he knew that woman; she was a top artist who had come here before, Janeeta Tsurayya. Angela turned her eyes away...