The Ruler's Love Contract

Rival

An hour later...

At exactly twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Rain got bad news today. The city media was highlighting the origin of the news of the collapse of the Red Chile Motel earlier this morning. He also received calls from many officials in the city. To the extent that Rain had to divert his incoming calls so as not to be disturbed by the noise of the phone.

"What exactly happened?"

Currently Rain is accompanying Ara shopping in one of the boutique areas in New York City. As promised, after combining love he will accompany his wife to walk before the meeting hour arrives. But now Rain must be preoccupied with various news about the collapse of the motel in southern New York City. Rain did not like it.

Rain called someone to control all this. He distanced himself from the existence of Ara who was choosing dresses in boutiques. A voice from across the street answered his phone.

"Master?" The voice from across quickly answered.

"Clark, quickly control the pace of the media who want to know the identity of my wife. I don't like anyone exposing him. Give them a warning before my patience runs out." Rain looked very upset.

"Good, Sir. I'll work on it soon." Someone named Clark also agreed to Rain's request.

"Wait for news from you. As soon as." Rain hung up.

Rain doesn't want anyone to know his wife's true identity. He immediately shut down the pace of the media who wanted to know who was behind the news of the collapse of the Red Chile Motel. The media movement was deeply disliked by Rain because he felt that his personal affairs had been plagued by outsiders.

Who's behind all this? Why so curious about my wife?

Ara's name was mentioned in a news headline she saw this morning on her phone screen. He thought about who was behind the news. Certainly not much is known about his marriage, other than his twelve brothers. Rain did not expose her marriage at all.

"Darling, is this good?"

Suddenly Ara came to show her the dress she had chosen. Rain immediately hid his phone, he returned to focus on his wife. As much as possible he covered up what was going on. He does not want Ara depressed especially until depressed because the media is eyeing him. Rain wants to live a quiet life with Ara without any bullies or intruders. And as much as possible Rain fulfilled it.

Washington DC, three o'clock in the afternoon...

Ara comes with Rain to Grandpa Sam's residence, where Rain and his twelve siblings grew up. And now they just arrived at the super spacious parking lot. The whitewashed house looked like a magnificent palace. Some of the latest cars are lined up neatly in the front yard. Indicates that Rain's foster brother has already arrived inside.

Ara came in wearing a long-sleeved white dress. Jewel-like knickknacks adorn the top of her dress. He looked graceful in a five-centimeter silver shoe suit. It also looks so elegant and luxurious. Of course this is inseparable from the help of the husband who faithfully accompanied him, around looking for clothes to come to meetings. Who else if not Rain Sky. American mining officials sent to cooperate with countries in the Middle East.

Rain himself wore a blue suit with sunglasses as accessories. It looks elegant and luxurious in a watch that is only owned by a few people in the world. Plus shiny black shoes, the latest output from the number one shoe factory in the world. Rain seemed invincible through his appearance. The wife also graciously held Rain's hand into the manshion.

I can't be nervous. Today my husband will introduce me to his family. I must be able to take the heart of the grandfather so that the first impression can be well received. Because I am now also his grandson.

Ara stepped foot into the manshion. And how surprised he was when he saw the many servants who lined up neatly to welcome their arrival. Ara also counted the number of servants. And it turns...

Not bearish. Fifty female servants welcomed her and Rain's arrival upon arriving at this manshion. Ara soon realized how rich her husband's grandfather was, to the point of having fifty servants.

Maybe this is what the real government is called.

Before long he arrived at a large room with a red carpet, leading to the second floor stairs of this manshion. A beautiful crystal lamp hangs on the roof of the ceiling. Not one, but seven crystal lamps that resemble the shape of a star, with one of the largest decorative lights in the middle. It was like remembering something.

This logo? Like the stars of two triangles combined?

Ara swallowed her saliva. However, as much as possible he was mediocre. Until finally his footsteps stopped when he saw an old man of about eighty years down the stairs with four women. The man used a cane to help him walk.

Is that Grandpa Rain?

As the man descended, the servants spread a red carpet for him. The fifty maids bowed as the old man walked past them. And the servants would not stand up until the old man passed the red carpet. Until finally, the old man walked up to Rain. Ara's heart was pounding not playing.

"Rain?" The old man turned to Ara, like he wanted to be told who the woman who was with Rain was.

"She's my wife, Cake." Rain answered her straightforwardly.

Instantly the look on the face of the old man called grandfather by Rain frowned. He looked at Ara from head to toe.

"Ara, it's grandpa. Say hello to him." Rain asked.

Rain knew that Ara was tense to be in this situation. However, as much as possible he conditioned the situation so that his wife can be relaxed. Because there was nothing for Ara to worry about while she was with him.

"Greetings, Cake. My name is Ara." Ara smiled at the old man.

The old man called grandfather by Rain was silent, not answering anything. He then turned around and said, "Everything is gathered in the backyard" he said, walking towards a large door at the other end.

Rain nodded slowly. He then asked Ara to come to the back. "Don't worry, honey. Everything's gonna be okay." Rain rubbed his wife's arm to calm down.

Ara nodded as well. She then followed her husband to the backyard of this mansion. Unaware that there was a blond man looking at them from the third floor of the house. It's Nick, Rain's brother. He saw clearly how his brother's rumored wife looked like she could see future events.

He also turned out well. Where did Rain get that indo-faced woman?

Nick is curious about Ara. He then descended from the third floor of the house, walking past the stairs. Apparently he had just finished talking to his grandfather before Rain came. And finally, this annual meeting began in the backyard of the large family home. Ara was also introduced by Rain to her brothers.