Unexpected Love: One Night With Mr CEO

And finally, the rest of the family joined in. Now and then Byanca joins in, while Devan, just stays silent and listens.

The man tries to think about how to show the tape to all the family and annul his marriage to Byanca. Because of the current situation, he was a little hesitant. It doesn't seem worth it if he just shows it off without a good plan.

He wants to make that moment the worst for Byanca, a moment that will remain in her memory for the rest of her life.

Even if Byanca felt all that, for Devan, it was not worth the hurt that Claire experienced.

"Ah yes, by the way, where have you been lately Devan?" asked Mrs. Seira, actually she had been wanting to ask this all along, only seeing Devan's reaction which suddenly changed the atmosphere to a little awkward, finally she chose to wait for the atmosphere to melt again like before.

"I'm busy, Ma," Devan replied nonchalantly.

"Even though you're busy, you shouldn't neglect your future wife. We did the wedding gown fitting yesterday. I told Byanca to wait for you, but this woman doesn't want to bother you, so I couldn't help but accompany her. With her current state of health, I'm afraid something might happen to her during the trip," Mrs. Seira said at length in one breath.

"Yes Ma, I am busy. I'm sorry," the man replied faking it, acting as if he had no intention of canceling the wedding.

"Not to Mama, but Byanca. You should apologize to your future wife, Devan," Mrs. Seira replied.

"She's been very busy taking care of your marriage, I'm afraid she's exhausted," she added.

Everything Mrs. Seira said seemed to represent what was on the minds of the two women's parents.

"Starting tomorrow, don't be like yesterday again. Your wedding ceremony will be held soon," said Mrs. Seira.

"Isn't it still a month? Busy with marriage now, I think it's too soon, Ma. Besides, there are a lot of people who can be hired to do things like that," replied Devan.

Hearing the man's words, everyone glanced at each other. With just that sentence, everyone could already guess that Devan had not seen the latest news about the Atmadja family.

"Ehm, try to open your cellphone, honey," now it was Byanca's turn to speak.

One of Devan's eyebrows raised, "What's wrong?"

"Come on, open it. There's a surprise for you," the woman replied again, her smile never leaving her red lips.

Devan did not respond anymore, instead, the man reached into his pocket and took out a flat-shaped object from it. Obeyed Byanca's words, even though he already knew which news the sly woman was referring to, even so, Devan still chose to continue pretending.

"Now check the news on your social media, if my guess is right, the news should still be at the top," said Byanca again.

Devan just obeyed without protest.

"What's going on? This is just news about the fall in the rupiah," said Devan.

"Really?" Byanca's brow furrowed, quickly reaching for her cell phone.

The other families did the same.

Only a few seconds passed, and everyone had the same expression.

"The news is gone, it's not in any media," said someone first.

"It's clear that this is someone's doing," said another.

Immediately all eyes were on Devan.

"Devan what are you doing? It's your doing right?" Mrs. Seira turned to her son.

"What do you mean, Mom? I don't even know the change in my wedding date, let alone about the news," replied Devan immediately.

"Then who? Everyone here has agreed to this, even all of us who have the initiative to spread the news of your marriage to the media. Except you," said Mrs. Seira.

"If not you then who? There's no way mama, let alone Byanca's parents," she added, squinting suspiciously.

"How would I know Ma. Maybe someone who doesn't want this marriage? Is that right Byanca?" He turned to the woman sitting next to him.

"W-what do you mean?" Byanca's stutter suddenly turned wild.

"Do I need to explain it here, honey?"

Byanca smiled awkwardly, "W-what do you mean, honey? Explaining about what? It wasn't my doing, or anyone related to me. I only have you, Devan. Don't accuse me of anything wrong," Byanca denied that very second.

"Really? Then who did it? Me?"

"T-that..."

"Okay, okay, you guys don't fight just because of this problem," said Grandma, breaking up the two.

"The news disappeared without a trace, it means the person who did it is not a random person," she added.

"Leave it alone, it won't affect your marriage anyway."

"You two come from prominent families, so it's only natural that someone hates you. That's the risk of being a big man."

"In life, people don't always like everything you do, some of them sometimes secretly hate," said Grandma at length.

"Only the matter of the wedding news disappearing from the media. This is not a big problem, don't let it happen that you two fight, remember that the wedding reception will take place soon, you shouldn't be like this," she added.

Devan snorted hearing that, even though he intended to lure the bitch away, but Grandma again intervened for them.

"Ehm, I am sorry Devan. I have misjudged you," said Mrs. Seira, who seemed to have just realized her mistake. Don't ask why she is so sensitive towards her son, it's all because of Devan's reply behind Byanca.

Hearing his mother's apology, "No need to say that, Ma," replied Devan.

"Perhaps this is the work of one of the people who hate you together," Mrs. Seira guessed, her thoughts immediately turning to Anna.

And her words were approved by the rest of the family.

"I'm sorry Devan," said Byanca.

One of Devan's eyebrows raised, "Forgive you? What are you doing? Are you playing behind my back?" Devan replied, and that made Byanca even more confused.

"E-eh, how could that be? What kind of courage do I have to do such a thing? After all, we've known each other for a long time, you have everything I need, so why else would I play behind your back?" Byanca said.

"After all, who is the man who dares to touch your future wife Devan Atmdaja?"

"Tch," Devan squeaked disapprovingly, Byanca's words as if she was the holiest of women. He hates liars.

"Hey, Why did your discussion turn out like this? Devan, don't say anything bad. I can guarantee Byanca is the perfect woman for you," said Mrs.. Seira trying to reassure her son.