A birthmark he had seen so many tis on Anna's body.
To be honest, she didn't expect any of this. A foreign woman who accidentally t him at the bar at that ti turned out to be a daughter of the Smith family, heirs to the fortune of a famous family in Australia.
Jason Smith is of French and Australian descent, while Jennie Smith, who is his wife, is of Indonesian descent.
Sitting in his position for a long ti, Devan didn't even move from there. He even ignores his cell phone, which has been ringing for who knows how many tis.
Right now, Anna was the main focus of many people, and that was by no ans sothing to be said good news. He knew very well how the situation was.
Being the heir to the Smith family makes Anna the target of everyone. And sooner or later, bloodshed will inevitably occur just to fight over that woman.
He didn't like this, all the information he received bothered him a lot.
"Looks like I have to step in to protect you," Devan muttered with a heavy sigh, it wasn't because of Anna's identity that the man did it.
He was only worried about Anna and Dave, very afraid that her identity would put her in danger and hurt.
He understands very well how people in this world work, including those who work in the dark world. They will do everything possible just to get what they want, also will not hesitate to fight, bloodshed just to bring each other down.
Power and treasure, just for the sake of those two, blood relations sotis have no aning at all.
He may know all of them because he is one of them.
Devan couldn't understand why Aaron Smith was doing such a dangerous contest, didn't the man realize that his actions would put Anna in danger?
Again, a rough sigh escaped his lips. Until it was getting dark, the man had just left his room.
For so reason, he feels very tired today, even though there is no eting, all day he just sits in his room.
"Where are you going, sir?" asked Hendra who was driving Devan's car. Yes, today the middle-aged man is back on duty, as usual, escorting Devan to the office.
Devan just glanced at him then went back to playing his cellphone. There was no response at all from the man making Hendra confused.
While on the other hand, Anna, who had just finished taking a shower, was suddenly startled by the ringing of the cell phone that she had previously placed on the nightstand.
'Handso Man' is calling…
Unknowingly, Anna smiled a faint smile.
"Hello," she said first.
"Hi, honey."
"What happens?"
"It's okay," Devan answered from the other side, making Anna wince.
"Then why call ?"
"I just want to hear your voice," said Devan.
"Did sothing happen?" she asked.
"Nothing, everything is fine, honey."
"Then I hang up, I just finished taking a shower. I thought you wanted to say sothing important," replied Anna.
"I miss you, and that's sothing very important."
Hearing that, Anna took a deep breath, "It won't kill you. It's okay, I'll hang up first, I want to get dressed," said Anna wanting to end the call.
"WAIT!" Devan shouted from the other side made Anna undo her intention.
"Don't disconnect."
"Ha?"
"Leave it as it is, if you have sothing you want to do then just do it, but don't hang up, I just want to hear you, honey."
Anna frowned, Devan, is not usually like this. "Hmm, okay," replied Anna as she walked into the walk-in closet, put her cellphone on the chair in the room, then chose the clothes she would wear.
Only five minutes and the woman already looks presentable. Hearing the sound of vehicles on the other end of the line, Anna reached for the flat object again.
"Devan?"
"Yes, Dear?"
"Where are you now?"
"On the way ho," said Devan.
"You just got back from work?"
"Yes honey, why? You want there?" he asked.
"No need. You should just go ho, you must be very tired today. Just co another day," Anna replied, and what she said was completely different from her heart, it would be a lie if she didn't want to et Devan.
She said that only because she didn't want to bother Devan and make the man even more tired if she asked him to co.
"Okay, ah yes do you want sothing?"
"What do you an?"
"No, I was just wondering, do you need anything right now? or want to eat sothing?" asked Devan.
"Maybe when I visit later, I'll bring it for you," he added.
"May I?" replied Anna.
"Sure honey, anything for you."
"Okay, I want the satay. I'll change your money here later," answered Anna, she had forgotten the last ti she ate her favorite food.
"Okay," Devan replied.
"By the way where is my son?" asked Devan again.
"He's outside with Naila," Anna replied.
"Is the milk still there?"
"Erm."
"Okay, do you need anything else besides what you ntioned earlier?" he asked.
"There is no."
"Okay honey, then I hang up the phone," said Devan.
"Um," replied Anna casually.
"Be careful on the road," she added.
"See you, Honey," replied Devan.
After that, the connection is lost. Anna then tidied the room and joined Dave downstairs.
Coming out of the elevator, Anna scanned the entire room in her path but found neither Naila nor Dave.
"Where are they?" she muttered with a frown.
Soon the woman approached a maid and asked the whereabouts of her son.
"Miss Naila and Young Master are in the garden beside the house, madam."
"Ha?" Anna was surprised because it was already night. What are they doing outside?
"Okay, thanks," Anna said to the maid and then walked towards the door, wanting to catch up with Naila and Dave.
Approaching the door, suddenly the bell rang loudly.
As the door opened, Anna froze on the spot.
"Good night, honey." That is Devan. He imdiately entered while grabbing Anna's arm.
"Serve this," said Devan as he handed the box of food to the maid he t.
"Didn't you say you were going ho?" asked Anna pausing in her steps.
"I'm hot, I want to take a shower. Accompany upstairs, honey," replied Devan pulling the woman's hand towards the elevator.
Entering Anna's room, Devan imdiately took off the shirt he was wearing.
"What are you doing? Put your clothes back on," protested Anna imdiately with her back to the man's half-naked body.
Knock...knock...knock...
"Sorry Miss, Mr. Brian left his clothes in the car."
"Hendra?"
The middle-aged handed Anna a paper bag.
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