"But, Tristan, if I have twenty-five percent share, how about you?" Be asked.

    Tristan smiled lovingly at her. "I’m nearly penniless now because my wife is richer than me. Please don’t leave me, huh?"

    Be remained silent. When he saw him not saying anything else, she asked worriedly, "Are you serious? Don’t you have a share left there?"

    Tristan smiles before touching her soft cheek and gently caressing it. He didn’t rush to answer her.

    "Seriously, no?" Be asked again.

    "Oh dear Be, I don’t need anything, only you and our children," Tristan said. When he saw her worries grow, he hurriedly continued, "Don’t worry about me; Grandpa and my father have transferred all their shares to me. So, I have the rest for thepany share..."

    Be can’t help but narrow her eyes on him. ’Gosh! Why am I worried for nothing!?’

    "Geez... You know, hubby, I’m not worried about you being penniless. Still, I just wanted to boss you around because I’m a big shareholder in thepany," she grinned.

    "Hahaha, you can do anything to me, dear. I won’t refuse if you boss me around. In this house, you are the boss, not me," he said, leaning close to kiss her lips.

    When their lips parted, she smiled at him, saying, "I’m just kidding. I’m not your boss, but your loving wife."

    Tristan couldn’t hide how happy he was hearing her words. He smiled at her before whispering near her face, "Happy Birthday, My love, Arabe Donovan. I hope you will only be blessed with happiness from now on. I love you—"

    "Thank you, my husband, Tristan Sinir. I love you more."

    ***

    In the morning, Dax and Noora surprised Be by entering their bedroom. They brought a birthday cake and sang "Happy Birthday."

    Be was surprised because Tristan usually locks their bedroom door. But why could they now open the door?

    "You didn’t lock the room?" Be whispered while trying to straighten her nightgown under the nket.

    "No. Our son already warned me not to lock the door. He wanted to surprise you." Tristan smiled and helped her sit on the bed.

    Be smiled faintly. She hurriedly sat on the bed facing her son. A smile graced her sleepy face, even though she felt a terrible headacheck of sleep because she had only slept a few hours before, and now she was awake again.

    "Thank you, my dear boy," Be smiled at him while epting the cake and nced at Noora. "Thank you, Noora... oh... Mother, you’re here, too?!" She was surprised to see her mother standing at the end of the bed.

    "Yes, we wanted to congratte youst night, but Tristan said you had just slept, so we decided toe now," Natalie exined, smiling at Tristan. "Did we disturb your sleep?"

    Be was rendered speechless. It looks like Tristan didn’t want others to bother his moment to congratte her.

    "No, Mom, I’m not that sleepy. Thank you..." Be smiled at her mother.

    "Ugh,e on, Mommy. Hurry up and blow the candle," Dax reminded her. "Wait, wait, Mom, you should make a wish first..."

    Be smiled at her son before she closed her eyes and made a wish, praying for happiness and health for all her family and friends.

    After the warm morning birthday event, Be’s birthday didn’t end there. Although there was no party to the celebration, all of her close family were there spending her morning until lunch.

    Only Lewis Sinir and Isaac Donovan are not there, as they both now stay in their vi at Lake View Vige. But, of course, they are having a video call, and their birthday present for her makes its way to her hand.

    It wasn’t just gifts from Lewis Sinir and Isaac Donovan that Be received today, but also from Henry, her mother, and Dax.

    Be stares at the colorful present boxes on the coffee table, reluctant to open them.

    "I can’t believe it... Why did they give me presents when I told them they didn’t have to prepare anything!?" Be sighed deeply.

    "Young madam, because this is your special day, they just wanted to make you happy. Hurry...hurry and open them," Noora excitedly waits to see what present Be ept after so many years.

    Be feels amused looking at how excited Noora is now sitting opposite her.

    "Oh,e on, Aunty Noora, did you encourage me to eat my afternoon snack earlier? Why are you asking me to open the gifts now?" Be said.

    Noora chuckled. "You still don’t seem hungry, ma’am. So, let’s check the presents first, huh?" she blinked, trying to persuade Be.

    Be said nothing but nodded at her. She took a gift from her grandpa. The box was not too big—just like a tissue box—and she couldn’t guess what it was.

    She was surprised to see the content, "Ooh, how generous, Grandpa. He’s giving me a ten-story building in East City," Be smiles while passing the paper to Noora.

    "Wow, this is a building on a main business street in the East City," Noora gasped in surprise to see the property transfer form.

    "Yeah. Not bad. Grandpa knows me so well. I don’t have property there, and I’m so grateful he gave me this one," Be said while opening the gift from Lewis Sinir, Tristan’s grandpa.

    "Young madam, what’s the matter? What did old Sinir give you?" Noora asked curiously when she saw Be gasp while looking at the paper in her hand.

    "Aunty Noora, it seems like my grandfather and Tristan’s grandpa are trying to outdo each other," Be said with a chuckle, looking at Aunty Noora. "They arepeting to give me the best gift."

    She turned her gaze to the property transfer form; Lewis Sinir generously gave her a fifteen-story building in the East City, not far from her new building from her own grandpa.

    "You’re right—" Noora also had the same expression as Be when she read the paper. "These two, so kind to you, mam."

    "Mmm... They are." Be smiled as she continued to open a gift from her mother.

    However, her smile faded when she opened the box.