Aka received a call from Mario Yuno when she and Kiara had already arrived at the hotel they'd booked.
Kiara had reserved a Presidential Suite and was currently performing the daily essential touch massage for Wendy, who had just had a bath, her little hair still damp, her face a picture of bliss immersed in her mother's professional techniques.
"Brother Singh, it's me." Aka braced herself as she saw Mario Yuno's number and answered the call.
"My daughter-in-law—" Mario Yuno was about to ask if his daughter-in-law was with Aka when he heard Willa's voice screaming from the other end of the phone.
He'd found the right target!
"Tell him that the child and I are working hard to give him a sense of novelty, and once the three-day auction is over, we'll naturally return home," Kiara said, not at all surprised that Mario Yuno had located her.
"Mrs. Kiara says—"
"I heard her." Mario Yuno gritted his teeth and hung up the phone.
