THANK YOU, UNCLE

"Mommy is sick?" Mika asked sadly and this made Kia stare fiercely at Misha at the comment he made earlier.

This man was always talking nonsense. "No, Mommy's not sick. Mommy's fine," Kia said, trying to calm Mika down, but it didn't seem to work because the little girl was looking at her with eyes filled with tears. Ugh.

Meanwhile, Misha didn't think that what he was doing now was a mistake, he saw this as an opportunity.

And for a businessman like Misha, of course he wouldn't miss any opportunity. Especially about the things that benefit him.

"You'd better stay here for the night," Misha suggested. "It's too late for you to go back to the apartment and Mika also has to sleep at this hour, right?"