Junk's Son-in-law: The Heir
Chapter 20

After dinner, in the room, Raisa sends a message to Zicko while sleeping.

[I, as the manager of Montana and also as the wife of a merchant in the market, would like to invite Mr. Edgar to dinner at my Mansion, as a form of gratitude for buying market land for the sake of fate to traders in the market. Please convey my good intentions to Mr. Edgar.]

Luckily Zicko has been confirmed by Bastian, so he already knows first from Bastian. So Zicko had to wait 10 minutes to reply to a message from Raisa, as if she was delivering the message.

Then Zicko replied to the message.

[It just so happens that Mr. Edgar has been very busy lately, Miss.]

Raisa sighed, she actually did not behave presumptuously to invite Edgar to dinner with her and Bastian, even though she had no other intention, but she had no other intention, just wanted to say thank you to him because Edgar had rejected the requirements put forward by Amar and his father to prohibit Bastian from selling there.

Raisa does that not because she loves Bastian, but for her self-esteem is very important, right now Bastian's position is her husband, if anyone insults Bastian in front of her, it's the same as insulting him.

Although he admired Edgar's figure, because Edgar had willingly been hurt by it, and the man sometimes confused him, as if Edgar cared for him, but he was indifferent and haughty. Raisa only thinks Edgar is a figure she greatly admires, because she is self-aware that Edgar is very far from her reach.

Drrr...

Drrr...

The sound of the phone's shakes had scattered Raisa's daydream.

Raisa sees Tristan's name on her phone screen. For a long time he had not communicated with the lover, because Tristan was indeed very busy since he had been able to achieve being an international go actor. But Raisa will try to understand her career.

"Tristan Hallo!" Raisa instantly picked up the phone call from the man she missed so much.

"Hallo baby, I miss" Tristan said as he embraced the bule woman next to him.

Maybe they spent a long night, they did not wear a single piece of cloth, their bodies were covered only by one sheet of thick blanket on the bottom, while their upper body looked very clear, so clear, tristan hands very naughty play twin mountain belongs to her one night love friend.

"The truth is?" I don't know why Raisa doubted her lover's words.

"Of course, Raisa. I think about you every day. Makes me hard to sleep, so I want to be able to meet you once, can you?"

Raisa of course wants to meet the lover, but somehow she feels betrayed her marriage, she feels like a very bad woman, she is a very bad woman, though Bastian from the beginning he had told me that he already had a girlfriend and Bastian had to understand it all.

"I can't, later if I'm divorced with Bastian."

Tristan feels lucky because Raisa can love herself for who she is, even though it is Raisa who will feel the loss for keeping a man like Tristan.

"I'm sorry." answered Raisa in a cold tone, when she was happy to be able to call the lover, but she did not understand why it felt so bland.

Raisa walks to the balcony, she sees Bastian who is running at night on a jogging track in the backyard.

Makes him unfocused with his conversation with Tristan.

"Rulisa."

"Hm?" Raisa looks at Bastian who is sipping a bottle of mineral drink, making him swallow the saliva look at Bastian's wet clothes because Bastian sweats.

Bastian sensed that someone was watching him, he smiled as soon as he saw Raisa who was looking at him on the balcony of the second floor.

Bastian waved his hand at Raisa. "Rulisa."

Raisa becomes a lash, apparently she has been sniffed, it seems like she was caught watching Bastian.

However, he pretended to be nonchalant, going inside, while holding his chest that suddenly rumbled.

"Raisa, I want to ask you."

"Ask what?" Raisa was sitting on the sofa chair that was inside her room.

"What if your papa gave the terms, you'd be appointed CEO in Montana as long as you had to divorce Bastian, what would you do?"

Raisa looks surprised when Tristan suddenly asks her like that.

Wouldn't it be nice if if Tristan's question had really happened, he wouldn't have dealt with poor men like Bastian and he could have been Montana's heir, but what's wrong with him, why is it so hard to answer Tristan's questions.

Raisa is very sure she can't possibly fall in love with her paid husband.

"How, Raisa?"