"Alas, you silly girl. Pete Lassen already understands the situation with his daughter. Gently touching his daughter's hand, Pete Lassen softly asked, "Has he been married before?"

"Probably not..." Tara Lassen whispered, uncertain.

The last time Bidegla mentioned having a girlfriend, but the matter of marriage had never been brought up. However, whenever he came to the hospital, an extremely beautiful woman would come with him, and compared to that woman, Tara Lassen truly felt no chance of winning.

"Not married?" Upon hearing Tara Lassen's words, Pete Lassen's eyes lit up. Although Bidegla appeared very young on the outside, he was very shrewd in his ways, and Pete Lassen would never believe that he was naive. So he thought Bidegla had already been married. But now, hearing his daughter's words, it seemed he was single again.

This time Bidegla had helped their family a lot, solving the biggest difficulty. If he was really married, Pete Lassen might actually send his daughter to be his lover in return.

After all, he now owed over ten million in foreign debt, and if he did not accept Bidegla's money, he would have no way out. And his daughter liked him, so he would just follow his daughter.

Although this was somewhat unfair to his daughter, Bidegla was so outstanding that even as his lover, it seemed better than being with an ordinary person.

"Tara, I have always tried to stop you from falling in love because I fear you will be taken advantage of. After all, you are my only daughter, and when others come to pursue you, I can't help but think they may have ulterior motives. Do you understand what I am saying?" Suddenly, Pete Lassen spoke with great solemnity, leaving Tara Lassen stunned.

Indeed, since she started junior high school, she had never been in love. If there were boys pursuing her, they would ultimately be driven away by her father, and she couldn't even connect with them.

She was different from other girls, as she was never allowed to fall in love. If there was a boy she liked, her father would drive him away. Her father had always prevented her from falling in love, and Tara Lassen's impression of this matter had never been good.

She was like a captive canary in a cage, her life completely controlled by her father, living like a puppet.

"I don't understand." Tara Lassen shook her head and turned away, thinking he would stop her just like before.

In any case, this time Tara Lassen had already chosen Bidegla, otherwise she would not have given herself to him.

Bidegla was like a guardian angel in her life. In her most dangerous moments, Bidegla always appeared in time, so deep in her heart, she had already made room for Bidegla and could no longer accommodate any other man.

"From the moment your mother left us, I made a promise to give you a happy and fulfilling life. So I worked day and night to create a stable family environment for you, and in the end, I succeeded. But this society is really treacherous, and those who get close to you, I have no idea why they do so."

"Although our company is only worth a few million, it is enough to make any ordinary person envious. That is why I did not allow you to fall in love before, because I feared you would encounter someone with ulterior motives. This company is what I have worked so hard for, it is your security for the rest of your life. So I worry that you will be deceived and abandoned for money, as people can do anything for money, even murder."

At this point, a slight disgust appeared on Pete Lassen's face as he said, "Without money, you're nothing in this society, so since you started junior high, I haven't allowed any man to come near you. But now, our company has gone bankrupt, and Bidegla is still willing to help us at this time, which shows that he's not after our money."

"Although this may sound a bit cliché, he really is a good person. So, this time, I won't stop you from falling in love. If you truly like him, then pursue him. He's a good man, worthy of your trust for a lifetime," Pete Lassen said, his eyes becoming slightly moist.

For his daughter's sake, he had been struggling for more than twenty years, but his daughter would eventually marry someone. Instead of marrying someone he didn’t know, it would be better for her to marry Bidegla.

"Dad," after hearing her father talk about so many things, Tara Lassen's eyes were also red, and then she directly threw herself into Pete Lassen's arms, unable to stop her tears.

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She knew that her mother leaving with someone else had a huge impact on her father. If not for this, he wouldn't have struggled so much over the years, and he wouldn't have kept others away from him to protect himself. So at this moment, she understood everything.

"Alright, stop crying," gently patting Tara Lassen's back, Pete Lassen also shed tears.

He couldn't tie his daughter down for the rest of his life. Eventually, he would grow old and die, so seeing his daughter happy satisfied him.

Here, the father and daughter cried as if the sky and earth were dark. Meanwhile, on a spacious road far away from them, Bidegla felt extremely speechless.

Tara Lassen's father actually gave him aphrodisiac wine, isn't he asking him to have that kind of relationship with his daughter?

Bidegla knew his own body better than anyone. He was currently at the youngest time of his life, and he didn’t need aphrodisiac wine or anything like that.

So, he parked the car by the roadside and placed the wine in front of a beggar before driving towards Bamboo City No.1.

He didn't call Jennie Laura, it had been a month and a half since he last saw her, so he wanted to surprise her.

Excitedly, he ran to a flower shop and bought a bouquet of flowers, then went back to Bamboo City No.1 with an excited heart.

He really missed Jennie Laura after such a long time without seeing her.

Skillfully driving the car into the garage, Bidegla opened the door of the villa.

"Haha, Jennie, I'm back," he said loudly as he entered, but the entire villa was eerily quiet, not a sound to be heard, very desolate.

"No one?" Bidegla's eyes showed a hint of disappointment. He thought Jennie would be at home, after all, the jewelry business was on track and the staff were in place, so it didn't really matter if she didn't go to the office.

Suddenly, Bidegla sniffed a peculiar sour smell.

Walking into the empty living room, Bidegla frowned as he saw several used instant noodle boxes on the coffee table. He remembered that Jennie never ate this stuff, because it lacked nutrition and wasn't good for the body if eaten too often, so Jennie Laura had always forbidden him from eating these things.

Placing a bouquet of bright red roses on the sofa, Bidegla scanned the entire villa with his perspective vision, but there was no sign of anyone.

Bidegla took out his phone and dialed Jennie Laura's number directly. In just one second, a nauseating voice came through the phone, saying "the number you have dialed is switched off."

He dialed several more numbers, all of them resulting in the same message that the recipient's phone was switched off.

Could her phone be dead?

An ominous feeling spread through Bidegla's mind. He decided not to call Jennie Laura again, and instead dialed Tamma Jones.

This woman was always with Jennie, so she surely knew her whereabouts.

Thankfully, Tamma Jones answered the call, easing Bidegla's worries. It seemed like nothing serious had happened.

"Hello, finally decided to call me, husband?" Tamma Jones's voice exuded excitement, and Bidegla could almost imagine her jumping with joy.

"We'll talk about that later. I need to know, where is Jennie now?" Bidegla asked in a serious tone.

"Oh, her," Tamma Jones's voice sounded disappointed. "She was taken back by her family a couple of days ago, saying she had some things to deal with. Why do you ask?"

"Why didn't you inform me?" Bidegla's tone carried a hint of reproach.

"Hmph, like someone whose phone has been switched off for a whole two weeks has any right to ask me about informing them," Tamma Jones's voice even carried a hint of anger.

"Where are you now?"

"I'm at the store. Forget it, you only have eyes for Jennie, I won't tell you. Goodbye." With that, the line went dead, as Tamma Jones hung up.

Bidegla's face showed a bitter smile. He didn't know what to say to Tamma Jones. Indeed, he had been a little panicked. In his eyes, Jennie was the most important, and no one could compare to her.

Now, he had offended Tamma Jones just to ask for some news.

Glancing at the instant noodle box on the coffee table, Bidegla picked up the roses he had bought for a few hundred and headed to the garage.

It took Bidegla about twenty minutes from the villa to the jewelry store. When he arrived at the door of Laura's jewelry store with the flowers in hand, a purple figure swiftly emerged from inside. It was Tamma Jones.

"Are these flowers for me?" Tamma Jones looked at the fresh flowers in Bidegla's hand, her face full of joy, as she snatched them away.

It seemed as though she was grabbing them rather than accepting them from Bidegla.

"Yes, they're for you," Bidegla said insincerely. After all, these roses wouldn't last long, and it would be a waste to leave them at home.

"Thank you, husband," Tamma Jones whispered as she held the flowers, and then, when no one was looking, she sneakily kissed Bidegla's cheek.

If she wanted to kiss him, she could have just kissed him, but she chose to do it sneakily. Bidegla couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Are you the one eating the instant noodles at home?" Bidegla asked, looking at Tamma Jones, who was clearly excited.

"Yes, I'm the only one at home, and I had nothing else to eat, so I had to have instant noodles," Tamma Jones replied, pouting unhappily.

"You have money, why don't you go out to eat?" Bidegla said helplessly.

"Eating out alone is no fun, and I'm not familiar with this place. What if I get scammed?" Tamma Jones retorted, giving Bidegla a disdainful look.

"Ah." Upon hearing her words, Bidegla was taken aback. It was quite remarkable that Tamma Jones possessed such intellect.

In this day and age, it is rare to find a woman who can protect herself. So many women fall victim to deception, the epitome of beauty without brains.

"Feeling impressed by my intelligence, perhaps?" Tamma Jones leaned in with her beautiful face, and Bidegla could even catch a whiff of her fragrance.

Lowering his gaze, Bidegla could directly see the deep cleavage on her chest, a expanse of pure whiteness.

It appeared that this woman was truly defenseless against him. Shamelessly, he began to harden, and Bidegla simply turned his head away, no longer indulging in such tempting scenes.