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Arvan had just seen to it that Daisy was put to bed by her nanny, for an early evening nap when he was informed that Leonica was at the gate waiting for his approval to be let in.

He made his way down after doing so and went towards the main Hall. Along the way, he adjusted his dress and stopped a couple of times to fix his hair, momentarily contemplating if he should get a hair cut. By the time he had reached the hall, Leonica was already sitting on the sofa, her side profile facing him as she took in the beauty of his

home.

The moment he began approaching her with slow and calculated steps, Leonica took notice of him and glanced in his direction, a small smile adorning her lips.

"You're finally here." He greeted, stopping a couple of feet from where she sat.

Leonica took one last look at his house before commenting. "A beautiful home you have here, Arvan."

"Thanks." He said, flashing her a smile which she didn't hesitate to mirror. "So, about the files..."

"Yes." Leonica nodded and rose to her feet. "Is it available now?"

Arvan nodded his head, letting her know that a messenger had dropped said file off thirty minutes before her arrival. "They're in my office," He told her, pointing towards the direction of his office. "Shall we?" Leonica nodded and followed him when he began walking.

"Here it is," He announced once they had reached his office, gesturing to the table which contained a pile of files. "The whole folder." Leonica neared the table and picked one of the file's up, flicking through its content and taking in the information written on the first page.

"Lana Winslow," She read the name of the female culprit, eyes racking over her ordinary feature, but most of all, she didn't look like someone Leonica had bumped shoulders with.

So why vandalize her property?

The answer to said question came in the next paragraph.

"Leonica Romero is a woman of lose morals. She pretends to be a saint, acting all high, mighty and innocent, but behind close doors, she had indecent and sinful relationship with a men of higher status, all to satisfy her greed for power. So it was no surprise to me when I learnt that my Owen Boo had fallen in love with her. As much as I hate to admit it, that woman has the looks and charms to make even the senator crawl at her feet."

Read the culprit's testimony.

"Owen Boo?" Leonica whispered, a hint of amusement in her voice.

"It appears that Miss Lana was a fan of Mr. Owen Lee." Arvan explained, stepping closer and awkwardly clearing his throat like he had not read about what Lana said about him in her testimony.

Leonica snorted and shook her head, closing the file and placing it back on the table.

"How old is she?" She asked.

"Eighteen."

Leonica nodded, taking in the information. "So she's a college student who has nothing better to do with her life rather than being a crazy fan who runs around like a mad dog, barking at whoever lays eyes on Owen?" Arvan nodded his head, once again choosing to ignore another ball in the court. The way Leonica was addressing Owen with little to no formality.

concluded." He informed her, taking a seat in

the same.

her head and sunk

reason why?" Leonica asked again as if to confirm once more. When Arvan nodded, a string of curses left her mouth followed by

had been riled up, thinking that Ashley's attacker

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the bright side, she felt relieved, now knowing

it was this simple, he'd laugh. She snorted

something funny?" Arvan's voice snapped her out of

was just... Thinking, about something." She dismissed his concerning, waving a hand in the air and flashing him a reassuring smile.

saw his facial features lit up

police are going to handle Lana. I've given them strict orders to make sure she is punished according to the laws." He added in, wanting to lighten her mood more than it already was. Leonica cocked her head to the side, eyeing him where he sat. "Isn't that an abuse of your power?" She

her a smile and dialing a number on the phone. "Would you care for something to drink?" He asked as the phone was

don't think I should stay any longer than I already have." Leonica

when he saw the look on her face,

I want you around, I can never force you to stay, that won't be a very gentlemanly move towards the woman I admire. So, would you like something to

her brain trying to process his blatant advance, before the question he had asked. "Sure." She finally responded, accepting his offer. "Some wine,

do." Arvan informed

"Then yes,

please."

gracing his lips

cook about the drinks.

ended, Arvan sat on the

to scan the outfit he was wearing.

and a pair of slippers and his hair, which was usually held

man who had a serious and intimidating aura around him each

He asked, noticing the way she was

She replied. "You just look," She paused, chuckling

good, or different bad?" Arvan inquired, his voice not wavering

her shoulders, smiling slightly. "I'm not

its way on his face. "I'll take that

"You shouldn't."

cheeks turning pink. There he goes again, having his smooth ways with words, she thought, instantly thinking

to avoid each of their

saying things like that, people

broke out across Arvan's face. "Misunderstand what?

make a move

"Am I not?"