A handsome man is seen walking through the airport dragging a suitcase. He removed his sunglasses so that people could see his brown eyes. Five years in France had made him look like a tourist back home.As if she knew she was the center of attention, she turned her body ninety degrees like a model standing on a catwalk. Until he saw someone he recognized."Wow, I'm very honored to be picked up by a General Manager from the Elzio Group. Please carry my suitcase as well!" Agler said while handing his suitcase to Dirga's hand.Dirk looked at his brother with a straight face. "I'm your brother, not your assistant," replied Dirga."Oh sorry, I forgot that I have an older brother. Forgive your brother, bro." Agler lowered his head sarcastically. "Then shouldn't I be driving too?" Agler took the car keys in Dirga's hand.Then the two sons of Dewa Pranaja went home together. Agler was driving while Dirga sat next to him.Agler glanced at his brother. "We haven't met in five years, what have

“Daltons! Daltons! Look!” Diana screamed for her husband."What's wrong, Diana? Why are you screaming so early in the morning, huh?” Dalton answered as he approached his wife. Ellena and Anthony who heard Diana's screams also came out of their room.“Look, Daltons! Look at the news on the television!” Diana pointed at the television.They both looked at the television.“Pooja Dalton has confessed to being the killer of Xavier El Lucas…” said the news presenter. Their eyes all looked wide.“Daltons! Is the news true? No, Daltons! My daughter is not a killer. Oh My God! I couldn't believe any of that.” Diana held her own chest.Dalton was still staring intently at the television screen. “I will ask Agler for an explanation,” he said. After that Dalton straight out of the house.Anthony smiled faintly as he glanced at his wife. "Isn't this good news for us?"“Actually this is not bad news for me. But I can't call it good news either. After all, Pooja is my sister.” Ellen seemed to sigh.

Secretly, Anthony followed Agler so that Anthony saw Agler frequently visiting the prison. Anthony sought information from a prison warden about what Agler was doing there.“Mr Agler used to come here every day to meet prisoner 5432 named Pooja Dalton. But prisoner 5432 has not been in the prison cell for one week. According to reports from other wardens, Mr Agler has rented a private cell for prisoner 5432.” A warden who is a spy gives a report to Anthony."What does the private cell look like?""The private cell is like a hotel room.""I see."After getting the report, Anthony went straight to Lucas.“What are you meeting me for, Anthony? I don't need you anymore! You can't be relied on," Lucas said when he saw Anthony."I have some important information for you, sir," Anthony replied."What is it?"“Agler provided a private cell for Pooja. The prison warden said that the private room was like a hotel room.”Lucas' jaw immediately stiffened when he heard Anthony's words. “Damn it! I

In the morning, when everyone is awake, Pooja is still sleeping.“She looks thinner than the first time we saw her. I became more and more sure, something bad must have happened to her.” Oca muttered while looking at Pooja who was still sleeping.“I still believe in my initial hunch. She must have been made to serve the jailers for the last two weeks. You know how many jailers are here, there are so many of them. And she serves them alone. She should have asked me for help, I am more experienced about serving men. You know, I once experienced having sex with a gangbang, there were twenty of them. It was a very interesting experience in my opinion. Oh, I miss that kind of sensation.” Rachel raved too.While Oca and Yessy just stared at her with a flat look. Rachel knew her friends didn't like her jokes. “Okay, maybe our sense of humor is different. Nevermind. Just forget what I said earlier. Let's focus again on Pooja. What do you think, should we wake her up now or should we wait for

Jesselyn arrived at John F. Kennedy International Airport at ten in the evening, just as New York was starting to get covered in snow, when the city that never sleeps looked noticeably quieter than usual. Jesselyn tightened her jacket that was not too thick. He did not anticipate that it was winter in America. Yes, it's understandable, his departure to the city was really sudden, he had absolutely no preparation.The twenty-one year old girl struggled to move her legs before her joints were all frozen by a bone-chilling chill. He rushed into a taxi and asked the taxi driver to take him to Tribeca, a housing estate in Lower Manhattan, New York. His only goal is to meet Reyhan, his older brother.The taxi was traveling at moderate speed. The driver is a man of black race who seems to have lived in New York for a long time, as evidenced by the way he interacts with tourists in the city and his service will make travelers feel comfortable.Actually, Jesselyn had not come to that city for