"Aah!"Bo slammed the wine glass on the table; this was his fifth glass. Andrew looked at his opponent sitting in front of him with pity. When Bo was about to pour more wine into the clear glass, Andrew stopped his hand."Stop, I didn't invite you to get drunk. Go find a club and vent your anger on the night women there, or hire some strippers to make all your restlessness disappear."Bo chuckled, his eyes narrowing as a wide smile spread across his face. He clapped his hands and then lay down on the luxurious and soft sofa."Believe it or not, I might be one of the foolish men in this world."Andrew furrowed his brow and asked, "Why do you say that?""I've never used women for release. You could say I became numb after Gigi's death, Ivanka's mother. I hate women who are intimate with their partners; I don't know why, but I see it all as fake. I only pay strippers to dance in front of me, as is their duty, not to sleep with them. I lost my passion; I'm only focused on avenging Smith.

Andrew returned to the floor where Bo's room was. He looked around the area to make sure Marcel wasn't there. William's statement about his friend being among the city's high-ranking officials made Andrew uneasy.Since he trusted Bo and believed that the possibility of betrayal was low, Andrew felt it was important to inform Bo about the dangerous information from William. Moreover, it involved their collaboration, and things could go bad if William found out about their plans."Mr. Andrew, what's up? Did you forget something?" A handsome bodyguard greeted Andrew as he approached Bo's room."No, I want to meet Bo, could you let him know?"The handsome bodyguard nodded. "Sure, hold on for a sec."He knocked on the door and entered Bo's room. Just a few seconds later, he approached Andrew again, signaling him to enter.Bo was reading a book while wearing round glasses. Andrew was quite amazed as he seemed like a different person."Why are you just standing there? Sit down. What else do

The taxi arrived in front of Bo's residence, and a man who was none other than Andrew got out of the car. Andrew was wearing sunglasses, brown shorts, and a white doodle-patterned shirt. He casually walked into the luxurious compound of Bo's house. He deliberately came by taxi to have the freedom to talk to Ivanka on the way to the upscale hotel, not far from where he and Marcel were staying. "Fortunately, today I could control Marcel's mind and make him follow my orders. I'm really annoyed by his compliance and curiosity about everything I do," Andrew said. Andrew pressed the doorbell at the gate and spoke into the speaker to announce his arrival. Instantly, two bodyguards came to open the black gate. "Please come in, Mr. Andrew. You are asked to meet Mr. Bo first in his room," said one of the bodyguards. Andrew proceeded and approached Bo, who seemed to be enjoying breakfast and welcomed Andrew as if he were an old friend they hadn't seen in a long time. "Good morning!" Bo greet

Andrew arrived at Bo's residence right at nine in the morning. As usual, Bo was enjoying his breakfast in his favorite room. This time, what surprised Andrew was the pajamas worn by the middle-aged man. "There's always something new I find in you, Bo. Out of all the pajama designs, why did you choose a moon and stars motif, and in dark blue color? How old are you, Dude?" "I'm 57 and I'm still growing up. Don't be too surprised, I can be wild and sweet at the same time. So, how was your first day with Ivanka?" Bo patted the side of the sofa next to him, inviting Andrew to sit. "Nothing special, I mean, you must understand what happens between two adults. Other than that, everything is fine. I've brought the agreement letter, you can check it first." "I trust you, I believe you are responsible and consistent with your words. By the way, eat everything that's served. Accompany me for breakfast, then we'll be on the way to that hotel. I deliberately chose a hotel quite far away because

The blue house located in the middle of the city was the option given by Marcel to Ivanka. After they arrived, they immediately took Ivanka to the house managed by one of William's associates upon Marcel's instructions. "Wow, I didn't expect to get such a minimalist and cool house. Thank you, Andrew and Marcel," Ivanka exclaimed. "You're welcome, Miss Ivanka. Please go inside, we will be back home soon," Marcel handed her the keys and went back to the car. "Give me a moment to talk to him," Andrew tapped Marcel's shoulder. "He seems very cold and doesn't seem happy with my presence. By the way, why don't you come in, Andrew?" "I wish I could, but I don't want to force Marcel to wait. Besides, I'm still jet-lagged, and so are you. We should rest first. If William hasn't returned by tomorrow, I will come to see you, okay?" Ivanka couldn't help but nod, resignedly giving Andrew a kiss on the lips. The couple, only two days old, had to part. Andrew stroked Ivanka's hair and went to c