Claire froze hearing the middle-aged woman's words, "I-I'm sorry, madam," she stuttered, a blush filled her cheeks, and it managed to make Devan chuckle next to her.
"Listen carefully, honey. You have to take care of your health for the sake of this family's new grandson," said Devan.
Serly and the others just shook their heads at the sight before them.
Claire looked down, blushing and that made Devan feel happy.
Mrs. Seira who wanted to say sothing more now stopped because of the presence of soone who appeared suddenly.
"Good night everyone," suddenly a male voice ca from outside the room. Everyone turned and find Leo standing at the entrance to the dining room.
"Wow, looks like we have an important guest," he said again then walked to the remaining empty seat.
"How dare you guys have dinner together without ," he mumbled then looked at Claire, blinking one eye with a smile on his lips.
"Good evening, Princess," he said again.
"Leo, watch your attitude. There's Mr. Aaron here," Serly rebuked her son.
"Ah, no problem madam. Take it easy, it's okay. I prefer it if everyone treats as I am," replied Aaron, turning to the middle-aged woman, a faint smile appearing on his lips.
Leo turned away, he thought it was only Claire. But it turned out that Mr. Aaron was also among them. "I'm sorry, Mr. Aaron," Leo said then cleared his throat softly, trying to normalize his expression.
"Don't be shy, take it easy," Aaron replied.
Leo just nodded in response, then smiled.
"Please continue your dinner, I'm sorry for interrupting," he said.
"Uncle Leo," Dave called.
"What is it? Are you looking for Aunt Naila? She's at her house, honey. I'll take her to see you later," Leo replied, guessing the boy's thoughts.
"Are you promise?"
"Yes, Dear. I promise," Leo replied while holding up his pinky.
After that, they then continued their dinner. Leo also does the sa thing joining everyone.
Until the dinner was over, no one had any conversation.
"Thank you for the dinner, Mr. Atmadja," said Aaron.
"No problem, just-food. It is a great honor for to have dinner with you, sir," replied Mr. Atmadja.
They are currently sitting in the living room relaxing.
"Why don't you stay here tonight, sir?" said Mr. Atmadja offering.
"Thank you, but…"
"Grandpa, I want to spend the night here. I want to sleep with this beautiful Grandma," said Dave interrupting Aaron's words, the boy was still sitting on Seira's lap.
"Dave, what did you say, honey? We're going back to the hotel," Claire said to her son, feeling uncomfortable and a little embarrassed.
"Did you turn down my daddy's offer, dear?" Devan asked Claire.
"N-No, I didn't an it like that," Claire stuttered, her cheeks suddenly feeling hot.
"How is Mr. Aaron? It is late. You guys stay here. After all, there are many guest rooms here. So you don't have to worry," said Mr. Atmadja, repeating his previous words.
Aaron was silent for a mont then said, "Alright. Thank you in advance, Mr. Atmadja. We've been very troubleso."
"No problem, I like it," replied Mr. Atmadja then laughed, followed by Aaron and the others.
"Hooray, beautiful granny, may I sleep with you later?" Dave asked looking up at Seira.
Instantly a smile engraved on her lips, "Of course. Anything for you, honey," replied Seira. Her response has begun to improve, she is no longer stiff or awkward as before. She was very happy, it turns out Dave liked it. Plus Claire never protested with all her interactions with the boy.
Even so, the guilt that filled her had not disappeared. She seed to have to be kinder to her future daughter-in-law. Or maybe she needed to have so alone ti and talk to Claire.
Claire who heard her Uncle and Son's words couldn't help but sigh. If it was like this, she could not refuse and could only obey them. The thought that she would be staying in the sa house as Devan made her heart skip a beat, even though she and Devan would be sleeping in different rooms, but still, she couldn't help but a strange feeling welled up inside of her.
While on the other hand, a smirk appeared on Devan's lips. And it did not escape the attention of her cousin.
"I know what's on your mind, Devan," Leo whispered in his cousin's ear.
"Don't do anything weird before you get married," he added.
Devan imdiately turned his head to the side, his smile suddenly disappeared and was replaced by the sharp gaze.
"I'm just kidding, don't look at like that," Leo said while scratching his head that didn't itch.
"What are you two doing?" lvin asked.
"Oh nothing, Dad. I'm just saying that Devan is handso tonight, right Claire?"
The woman was stunned not knowing how to respond.
"My Daddy was always handso, Uncle. Not just tonight," Dave said confidently and it managed to make everyone chuckle.
Then they chatted quietly. Now and then Mr. Atmadja and Aaron discussed their company, Grandma and the others occasionally chid in.
Until several tens of minutes passed.
"Sorry, I need to go to the toilet for a mont," Claire said interrupting their conversation.
"Alright, darling. I will accompany you," said Grandma to the woman.
"No need, Grandma. I can do it myself. You sit down," replied Claire and stood up from her position.
"Do you know where the toilet is?" she asked.
"Th-That, I can ask the maid," replied Claire.
Devan took a deep breath and stood up. "I'll accompany you," he said and walked out of the living room first.
"Okay, thanks," said Claire.
"Excuse ," she added, bowing slightly, then followed Devan.
Leo who saw Devan's departure just shook his head.
"Where's the toilet?" Claire asked Devan. Her brows furrowed in confusion as Devan led her into the elevator.
"On the third floor, honey," Devan replied casually, the man leaned against the elevator wall with his gaze never leaving Claire who was standing in front of him.
"Huh? The third floor?" Claire's response was astonishnt.. How co, a house this big only has a toilet on the third floor.
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