The Beloved Lady of Mr. Dama

Chapter 4

"I mean, did she have some kind of trauma? Or was he discharged from the military because of his age? Is it because he has a mistake?" Alya asked Hana a few questions. "It must be because he did something wrong" said Alya.

"If it wasn't for Miss Jasmine Laura, Young Master wouldn't have changed her life path" Hana said.

Recalling the past, Hana sighed in her heart, but she smiled faintly and said, "There are some things that should not be gossiped about by us servants. If you are curious, you can ask the Young Master yourself."

Alya looked at Hana for a moment and smiled. Then, he changed the topic of their conversation, maybe tomorrow or the day after he would seek more information about him, Young Master Dama. Certainly for him to sell.

 "I'm hungry, Hana. Do you think the food is ready? Come quickly down," Alya asked.

Hana looked at the girl who she thought was very brave, no one dared to speak loudly with young master Dama other than her. 

This was one of the reasons why he praised Alya. Alya is smart, not picky friends, she is good at reading people's minds. As well as he was humorous, surely the people near him would be made to laugh by the behavior of his song.

"You're very intelligent, Young Master will definitely like you," Hana said.

Alya looked down and said nothing. She did not expect her husband to love her, because he knew her position. And he is not worthy, he is poor. It's possible that if he wasn't forced by Danu's grandfather, maybe he wouldn't want to marry her. Alya always remembered this so as not to fall deeper, which would definitely hurt herself later.

At the dining table.

The atmosphere is a little quiet. Only the sound of bowls and chopsticks clashing, as well as the sound of typing. Alya was the one who typed frenziedly on her phone. He was so immersed in his world that he failed to realize that the expression of the man sitting before him grew even more furious.

Alya has a chat group in her class, now they are texting each other. Now one of the group members learned of the news from an unknown source that Alya had direct information about Dama and started to bid crazily. The bid price is close to five million.

"Five million!" Alya's eyes sparkled. 

This group of people is crazy! How could they spend so much money just for a piece of news that he thought was useless. Think Alya.

"But the crazier they are, the better. Only in this way could he have the chance to earn more money," Alya muttered in his heart.

Alya got a message from an unnamed number, she rushed to read it, "What kind of woman does Mr Dama like?"

Suddenly, Alya came to a conclusion. It quickly typed, "Half plain and half sexy! I hope you manage to catch up to Mr. Dama as soon as possible. Good luck!"

"Did Jasmine really have a relationship with Lord Dama? Or are they just cheating?" 

Dama always keeps a mystery and low profile. There used to be some rumors between her and a famous socialite, but the women were never in the news with her. 

Alya typed word for word. "No, this is not gossip. What they have is true love, but don't be discouraged. Jasmine will not marry into the Damaputra Family in a short time. You still have a chance. Good luck."

It was impossible for him to spend the rest of his life with this man. When he makes enough money, he will leave.

"Are you going to spend the rest of your life on your phone?" 

A deep male voice suddenly sounded. Her voice was a little soft and sexy, which was very pleasant.

Alya looked up in surprise and met with Dama's eyes. With a Dama expression it doesn't look good. He scrunched his eyebrows.

Alya turned her gaze around and put down her phone. He then said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

The man raised his eyelids, looking relaxed. 

"What are you doing?"

Alya said carefully, "I play with my phone and don't concentrate on my food."

Dama raised her eyebrows. There was a hint of pleasure in his dark eyes.

When Alya observed her reaction, she knew her guess was correct, so she immediately threw her phone aside and obediently lowered her head to eat.

The dark eyes of the man fell on her. He thought that he was young to know better and at the most rebellious and uncontrollable age, but it turned out the opposite. He obeyed, and behaved very well.

The incident with Jasmine is a good example. When he found out about it, he had no hatred or made a fuss about it. He's not even trying to figure it out.

"Is there anything fun on your phone?" Dama leaned back and asked directly.

"I can't let him see my phone, because I'm selling his personal information for extra money!" alya's guman was worried.