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Wait! What?!

Esther sat up straight when she felt things were escalating. But only to realize that….

This is a…. Dream!

[What!? Am I that horny!? I am even having a wet dream with him!] she screamed in her head. Esther realized she could no longer sleep. So, she got up and washed her face, and started working as she continued to draw her designs.

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Meanwhile…..

Cyrus felt disheartened when he heard Esther's thoughts. When he heard her thoughts and heard that she was thinking highly of him while realizing Arthur was scum, he heard her thoughts of him being shameless and arrogant. Then he remembered a rule which said that distance makes one's heart grow closer. Cyrus did all the things the internet said to him except for the ignorance. How could he ignore her? She stole his heart and kept it with her, he was waiting for her to give her heart to him. So, he chose a wise way that is acting distant! Cyrus patted himself for being smart. And according to his plans, he perfectly chased her away. It's a good opportunity for him to use it to spend some more time with her. But it's been a month, according to those instructions the girl should say yes in a week but it's been more than a week. A month has passed since the time they met, yet there was no progress.

He would agree that a month is a short time but still based on their previous life and their pull they had with each other it shouldn't take this long. He parked the car in the garage and carried Reggie in his arms to his room. Cyrus helped him remove the clothes and wiped every inch of his body as if he was a rare treasure.

After tucking him in the bed, he was about to leave the room but remembered to check the soul. He looked at him with his blazing golden orbs which were burning like the bright sun in the night. He averted his gaze at Reggie and checked his soul. His soul was much stronger than Cyrus's. But someone locked the powers inside his body and wait…. His soul is not five years old but a few centuries old, precisely two hundred years old. Why would someone do this kind of thing? Even though he was old, who made him like this? A kid, and with magical prowess here. Based on the color he was almost equal to his master but that doesn't mean he has strong powers.

Cyrus couldn't detect any trace of dark energy in the kid but he couldn't pinpoint what kind of energy he has.

"Brother!" Ben's voice resounded in the hall making Cyrus jolt from his position and thoughts.

[Narendra... You are such an idiot! Always spoils things in the crucial point. I wonder what kind of tornado he bought now.] Cyrus muttered as he decided to know what his mystery son's birth held secrets.

"What is it?" Cyrus asked impatiently the moment he stepped out of the room.

"Arnold will come tomorrow night," he said.

"Okay. But you called me for this thing?" Cyrus asked impatiently.

"Yes," Ben said as he nodded without knowing the danger which he was going to face.

"Ben…" Cyrus said as he pitched the space between his brows.

"Yes," Ben responded.

"The three deals which I made after I came, deal with them personally by yourself. And the secretariat department work should be done by you for a whole week. And if you don't appear whenever I ask you to I will double your punishment," Cyrus said as he turned his heels.

What!? What the fudge!? Ben's jaw dropped. His jaw hit the ground when he heard these things. Was he trying to kill him? This much work could only kill him.

"By the way, did your sister contact you?" Cyrus asked suddenly as he stopped in his tracks.

"Nope, My King," Ben said as he bowed his head.

"Now you know the fear," Cyrus snickered as he said and left without stopping.

Ben felt that the whole world was ending. He didn't know that he was having a sneak peek time with his son. Sobs….

The world was so unfair to him. He crouched down as he sobbed like there was no tomorrow creating a stream of tears.

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Meanwhile….

In a shopping mall….

"Ms. Michelle, this is good. It's simple and quite good!" Nicholas said as he held his head.

For the past two hours, she was shopping with him to buy a dress but she wasn't selecting a single dress.

A helpless sigh escaped from his lips as he watched the clumsy jump here and there like a rabbit in front of him. A small smile formed on his lips.

"Ms. Michelle there were times where the Princess designed a pair of clothes only for you. If you don't take them, it would be like you are not giving a damn to her," he said.

Michelle looked at him with an expression called 'what?!'

"Am I being a bad friend?" she asked as she came closer to him.

"Nope. You are a good one. So… if you don't want to be a bad friend. Let's get the things that Princess arranged for you," Nicholas said.

Michelle thought for a while but she nodded her head. When they were leaving she looked at the blue dress longingly but quickly averted her gaze.

[Oh! Blue dress, I want to buy you but the miser inside me is contemplating whether to buy or not. I ran out of money, if not I would make you mine. Sigh….] Michelle thought and averted her gaze.

"Please wait outside, I need to use the toilet," he said.

The saleslady gave a disdainful look to Michelle and Nicholas but they both didn't give a damn. Because the saleslady saw many women trying a lot of dresses but not buying because of their price. She felt she was going to get a lot of bonuses but she couldn't help but frown at them.