Michel continued to watch Brion's movements. From the time the man got out of the car to entering the cafe.What Michel thought was true, if Brion knew Mr. Arthur, it could be seen that Brion was now walking towards the table where Mr. Arthur was sitting."What will they talk about?" Michel was naturally curious about what the two of them would talk about, especially since Mr. Arthur was from the village while Brion lived in the city, although the opportunity to work together was quite large no matter where they lived."I want to hear what they're talking about."Somehow, the voices of two people who were previously inaudible to Michel's ears, gradually began to be heard in his ears.Michel was surprised, being far enough away from where they were sitting even outside the cafe, of course it was impossible to hear what the two of them were talking about, but Michel could hear what they were talking about at this time."I am very happy to be working with you, Mr. Brion, some of the drin

Alliyah stared in confusion at the man before her. She did not understand the meaning of the question that had just been asked. Not her husband? Aliya simply did not understand. "What do you mean, Morgan?" Alliyah asked back, staring at her husband's incomprehension.Quickly shaking his head, he said, "Nothing, Alliyah, I was just joking."Aliya shook her head, even though what her husband said was just a joke, but somehow Aliya even thought about it. Moreover, the attitude of her husband was completely different from before waking up in a coma. But even so, Alliyah was sure that the man in front of her was indeed her husband, moreover her husband did not have a twin brother, even the man was an only child."Well, let's get some rest." Michel then tried to divert the conversation between the two of them. He also decided to go into their room first, until finally his steps stopped when he saw a cupboard where he put his money."What's wrong?" Aliya who was also about to enter the room

"Where have you been, Brion?"Alberto, who was reading the newspaper in the living room, immediately put the newspaper on the bed, looking at Brion who had just returned.Brion sighed, approached Alberto and chose to sit on the chair opposite his father. "From a friend's house, Dad," he said and rested his head on the sofa he was sitting on.Alberto shook his head, lately Brion was not focused on the company, his son was more concerned with personal interests.Even though Brion himself asked to become a CEO after Michel's departure, but the man was getting lazier and lazier, sometimes not even coming to the office."You are now the CEO of the company, Brion, you can't be lazy, didn't you ask to manage the company yourself?"Brion sighed, initially he did want to become a CEO and it was because of Michel, but after actually becoming a CEO, Brion felt bored because his work was so-so. Going home and going to the office, something that was really troublesome.The reason was not only that

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dirgo, I promise to pay next Sunday. Let me be free this time."Her eyes widened when she saw what she had just witnessed between Dirgo and someone who owed him money. Didn't expect at all if Dirgo would treat someone like this. Where the person was currently kneeling before Dirgo, but the man seemed not to care at all."I don't want to hear your excuses, damn it! You'd better pay up right now." Dirgo violently kicked the woman, making her grip on his leg loosen.Michelle who saw it immediately approached and tried to help the woman. "Are you okay?" asked Michel worriedly, the man helping the woman to sit on a chair on the terrace.The woman shook her head, "Yes, sir, I'm fine," she said weakly, but even so of course Michel knew that the woman was not fine."You'd better rest first, I'll talk to my colleague here."After that, for example, she stared in disbelief at Dirgo, who looked away. Dirgo really felt annoyed when we Michel looked like a hero, even though the two

"Arghh!"Michelle turned her face away at the sight of Dirgo who was now a punching bag for the Old Man. Armor, which wore expensive stone rings on its three fingers, deliberately used them as tools to smash Dirgo's face. His hands continued to swing brutally punching Dirgo's face. I don't know what made Armor feel that way about another person. "You ...." Armor slapped Dirgo's right cheek. He continued his sentence again, and alternately slapped his left cheek. "Doing ....""This is ...." Armor sighed and slapped Dirgo's right cheek again. And so on. "On... my daughter, right?"The man continued to slap Dirgo's face, the slaps were not hard but repeated dozens of times and made Dirgo scream for Michelle to help him. "Isn't this what you did when you ruined my daughter, huh?!" screeched Armor and at that moment the slaps got harder and harder making Dirgo's cheeks numb. Cuih ....Armor spat to the side, he asked for a glass of water to wash his dirty and rancid hands. He deliberat