"Yes, sir. Miss Sarah had an accident, which ultimately took her life. Yesterday, she was buried and the news of her death is still being talked about among business people, because Miss Sarah is the daughter of one of the top officials of the parliament in this country," Moss explained confidently. "Is that true? Oh, I didn't expect at all that death took that woman too soon," Aaron replied in a cheerful tone. There was not the slightest expression of pity on his face. "I guess I should thank God for reducing the pollution and useless human species in this world like that bitch," he continued.This time, Aaron said it while laughing loudly and it successfully attracted the attention of the police officers on guard because they felt suspicious of the man. During this time, Aaron always looked sad, sad and angry occasionally. So, it was very suspicious for them to see the man laughing out loud for the first time after being sentenced to serve time in prison."Hahahaha. Sorry. Sorry.
"Yes, I want to surprise that old Oddie. Even though that bitch is dead, I want that old man to feel the consequences of what his daughter has done. He has to know what Sarah's true behavior is like, and so does the rest of the world. I want Sarah's name to become ugly, her image to be damaged like what I have experienced so far." Aaron said in a vengeful tone. Seeing the determination and anger clearly radiating from Aaron's eyes, Moss immediately shuddered in horror. He didn't seem to recognize his boss's personality anymore. Before entering the prison, Aaron did sometimes do sneaky things, but still in a reasonable stage, except when dealing with Joe. So far, Aaron had never held a grudge against someone with a strong enough reason, like the man who hated Joe just because he felt outmatched because his enemy managed to become the husband of the woman he wanted, and successfully run a business after being underestimated by him. However, this time Aaron had a very clear and invio
Kevin started the day by coughing violently because a sudden change in temperature can make his immune system decrease. He is no longer young, of course his immunity is not as strong as it used to be. "Mark, get my medicine," Kevin ordered as he coughed occasionally. He patted his chest to ease the pain, as his cough was getting worse, even though he had consulted with his personal doctor and was taking the medicine regularly as prescribed. "Here, sir." Mark handed over the medicine in its opened state, along with drinking water so that Kevin could immediately consume the medicine. After the medicine was swallowed, Kevin asked Mark to leave and left him alone in his room. He wanted to spend time alone, while resting so that his body condition could get better. Long enough for Kevin to spend time alone while reading the newspaper, the door to his room suddenly opened and revealed the figure of Jonathan who came while throwing a faint smile at him."What's wrong, Jonathan?" asked Ke
Kevin exhaled roughly. He certainly remembered what "disease" Quina was suffering from. How could he forget that? It was the disease that made him lose control and throw Joe out of the house and cross his favorite grandson's name off the honorable Bouguler family register. "I wish you knew that the illness your mother always told you about was a lie, Jonathan." Kevin looked at Jonathan with concern, knowing that he couldn't possibly tell Jonathan everything he knew truthfully. "Yes, I remember, Jonathan. I remember your mother's illness very well," Kevin said. "Since Grandpa already knows, I don't need to tell him anymore, right? If I'm being honest, I'd love to live on my own and be as independent as I've always dreamed. Spending time in a remote village, while enjoying the scenery and painting some scenes that are sure to bewitch the eyes of anyone who sees them," said Jonathan. Seeing the frustration of a grandson who had been ignored by him, Kevin immediately asked Jonathan to
"Why are you staying there? Don't you miss your cousin?" asked Joe while stretching out his arms. Jonathan smiled, and immediately approached Joe and gave a hug to the cousin with whom he had not interacted for a long time. "I miss you so much, Joe. How long has it been since we met?" Jonathan released the hug, and immediately sat down on the sofa after being invited by Joe. "More than 3 years since the incident," Joe replied casually. As Joe spoke and answered the questions he asked, Jonathan's body unconsciously stiffened. He was deeply traumatized by the incident, and he wanted to forget everything. But all of that was impossible, unless he had amnesia and of course he had to be willing to forget the people who were very important to him. Of course, she didn't want that to happen. "Why, do... do you still remember those events, Jonathan?" Joe looked at Jonathan with concern, knowing that it had been a very hard blow for his cousin. "Yes, it can't be erased from your memory.
The happy, calm and joyful feelings that Quina felt did not last long, because Joe who was very much after likening Kevin to a "parasite" made the man choose to remain silent in the Bouguler family mansion, even though he received insinuation after insinuation every day. For example like today, where Quina was too sick of seeing Joe still not packing up even though he had been evicted two days ago, making him even bolder to pressure his nephew. "Joe, why are you still here? Didn't Dad ask you to leave yesterday?" Quina asked in a casual tone, but the look in her eyes clearly showed that she was very unhappy with her nephew's presence in the mansion any longer. "I apologized to Grandpa, Aunty. I know I was wrong and although I haven't received any reply from Grandpa so far, I'm sure that Grandpa will forgive me," Joe replied with a wry smile. "Gosh, you're right. I'd forgotten the fact that you're my father's favorite grandchild, so he'll definitely forgive you without a second tho
"Don't be presumptuous, Joe. Your words might provoke speculation from those who hear them," Quina fended off. "Who would dare to speculate in this mansion, Aunty? As you've said before, if someone dares to make a mistake in this mansion, then they won't be able to defend themselves because they'll be kicked out of here first, right?" said Joe with a cynical smile on his lips. Quina gave Joe a sharp look. She wanted to throw a slap at her nephew's face, but she had to refrain from making trouble at times like this so that her position wouldn't be jeopardized. "How dare you reverse the words I've said to you, Joe. Have you lost respect for me after getting to know that bitch?" Quina retorted fiercely. "Bitch?!" Joe's teeth chattered as he held back his emotions. "Watch your language, Aunty! Jesslyn is not a bitch! She's a good girl who comes from a good family."Quina snorted, then chuckled as if mocking Joe who insisted on maintaining Jesslyn's image in her eyes, even though she d
"Aunty?" Joe stared intently right at Quina who was standing sipping her juice with a relaxed expression, it was obvious that she was not bothered at all by her nephew's glare. "What?" replied Quina while raising one eyebrow. She really wasn't scared at all by the warning given by Joe earlier. "Why are you looking at me like that, Joe? Isn't what I'm saying the truth? You're deliberately preparing trivial things like this to attract Dad's attention." Seeing Joe who was getting cornered and only able to glare at her, Quina became more and more. She approached Kevin who hadn't reacted since earlier, then stood beside the man as she said, "Do you consider this forgiveness from my father to be equivalent to those few snacks, Joe? So, the value of the dignity of a leader of the Bouguler family is that low in your eyes?" Hearing the provocative sentence spoken by Quina, Joe shook his head quickly. He looked panicked, especially when his eyes intersected with Kevin's eyes which had been f
Jonathan accelerated his footsteps towards the place his father had indicated. His heart was beating so fast it was hard for him to hold back his anger towards the man who had deceived him. "Yesterday, you got away because I was still kind to you, Mark. But not this time. I will make you feel what is called hell on earth!" Jonathan was determined. With one step left to the warehouse where his captive was kept, Jonathan tried to control himself. He inhaled and exhaled many times to keep his emotions and expressions under control, so Mark would have no opportunity to fight him later. "Wow, didn't I see it wrong? The person I thought had gone to the other side of the world is still loyal to this country," Jonathan chuckled. Not forgetting, he showed a cruel grin to intimidate his opponent. Mark, who Jonathan had already tortured, was naturally very scared now. If he were free from the shackles that bound him at the moment, he would indeed run as far away from the man as possible. "W
Joe visits Oddie after not seeing the man for a long time. The relationship between the two of them was quite good, especially after Sarah died and Oddie decided to consider Jesslyn as his daughter. And now, Joe's purpose for coming to see Oddie was to discuss what was happening at Skyland Company. He wanted to get some advice that might help him to overcome the problems that were happening, especially since the man was quite an influential person and had a lot of experience. "So, the news about SkyLand Company going downhill is true?" Oddie asked. He, whose condition had improved, took a sip of tea served by one of the servants in his house. "Yes, Mr. Oddie. I would like to hear your opinion on the problems that SkyLand Company is facing. Moreover, you are one of the investors in my company, so you might be able to give some thoughts from your perspective as an investor," Joe pleaded. "Call me dad, Joe. Aren't we family now? Don't be so formal when we're not in the office," Oddie
Joe returned to work as usual, and Cristine welcomed her boss with great joy. After a long time of authorizing Cristine to take care of the company, Joe finally sat down in his work chair as he began his task of solving the many problems that had befallen Skyland Company lately. "What about the investors who have withdrawn their funds, Cristine? Are they willing to come back and entrust their money to SkyLand Company after I start working again?" Joe asked Cristine who was handing over some important files that required the man's signature. "No, Mr. Joe." Cristine took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly to ease the tightness attacking her chest. "I've investigated everything, Mr. Joe. And there seems to be a reason why they withdrew the investment." Hearing the explanation from his secretary, Joe looked interested. He stopped what he was doing for a moment, then looked at Cristine and gave her the code to explain further."When you handed over the main task to me to lead SkyLan
Aaron and Esther left Zack who was still faithful to shouting incoherently, berating and insulting Aaron so that the man would come back and deal with his current behavior. Unfortunately, Aaron was not provoked at all. He didn't care about Zack's screams, and neither did Esther. After coming out of the room that held Zack, Esther immediately dropped her body onto the sofa located not far away. She looked tired. "It turns out that dealing with someone like Zack is tiring too, huh? I didn't expect him to still be able to fight back when he's in such a tight spot." Esther chuckled, as if she had forgotten what Zack had done to her earlier. "Zack is like that. Why do you think Joe chose to kick him out of the house instead of forgiving him?" Aaron narrowed his eyes, then snapped his fingers as Esther looked back at him with furrowed brows. "Yep, Zack is the type of person who doesn't know himself. That's why, Joe would rather let him go than have to live with him for the rest of his l
Joe took a deep breath, he asked Cristine to go home first and he would think about what he would do next. Ben, who was visiting his daughter at the time, immediately approached Joe and patted him on the shoulder. "You can focus on your work again, Joe. As for Jesslyn, let me take care of her. When she regains consciousness, then I'll let you know." "But, Dad?" Joe wanted to argue. He wanted to be by his wife's side at all times. He doesn't want that when she woke up, he wouldn't be by her side. Joe knew that Jesslyn would be devastated to learn that their future child had died in her womb, and he wanted to be by her side to give her encouragement and strength. "There's no refusal, Joe. This is all for the good of everyone." Ben tried to open Joe's mind. "Think about it, if your company were to go downhill, you would have to cut back on employees, which would affect the families of those employees because the head of their family would no longer have a job. In addition, your finan
"We're sorry, your future child cannot be saved. Mrs. Jesslyn's condition is also still not improving, she is still in a critical condition and will have to be admitted into the ICU after this. This is because she was brought to the hospital too late, and the patient has already lost a lot of blood." The doctor's explanation was like a sledgehammer hitting Joe's heart. He sat down, then covered his face. Not long after, there was a numb voice. The man was crying, because he had to get such a painful fact when his life was already on top. Joe didn't expect that this painful thing could happen to him. And this time he couldn't do anything but wait for his wife's condition to improve. "Joe." Rosetta approached her son-in-law and put her hand on his shoulder as a form of transferring strength and encouragement.Honestly, in the deepest corner of her heart, Rosetta felt very guilty for having to lie about the real reason for Jesslyn's fall. However, she was forced to do this so that Zac
Rosetta rushed over to her daughter who had fallen and was moaning in pain. With shaky steps from shock, she struggled to help Jesslyn up. "Argh! It hurts!" Jesslyn cried out, her breathing labored and her face starting to turn pale. Rosetta was getting more and more worried and scared when she saw the condition that befell her daughter, her mind was too raging that she couldn't think clearly to find another way out so that her daughter could be saved immediately. Meanwhile, Zack, who didn't know that the impulse he was making had a very bad impact, immediately trembled. Instead of helping his sister, Zack pulled his mother and threatened the woman who had given birth to him. "Mommy, don't tell anyone what happened today! If you dare to do that, then I will act recklessly!" After saying that, Zack quickly left Rosetta who was rooted to the spot. The middle-aged woman's mind was raging, and her consciousness seemed to return after hearing Jesslyn moan for the last time before col
"Yes, Mommy was expelled by Grandpa from the house after the resistance she put up. I'm actually confused as to why Mommy even fought back, even though from the stories of some of the bodyguards, since the beginning of Mommy's punishment she doesn't dare to fight Grandpa. Even facing or looking into Grandpa's eyes, Mommy doesn't dare." Jonathan explained. "Then, where did Aunty Quina go? Does she have somewhere to sleep tonight?" Joe asked, wanting to extract more information from his cousin. "I don't know because I didn't have time to ask Mommy either. Mommy chose to leave after being kicked out and she doesn't say anything either. But, I think Mommy must have somewhere to go whether it's a hotel or an inn to sleep tonight. Moreover, Grandpa also gave her money before Mommy." "So, that means aunty Quina didn't leave empty-handed, right?" Joe asked again, which was immediately greeted with a nod by Jonathan. "But why did Aunty prefer to go together with Aaron instead of looking fo
Quina was sitting restlessly at the front of the cafe near her house that provided a place to relax for customers who wanted to enjoy the outdoor atmosphere. "Where's Aaron? What took him so long?" Quina chuckled in annoyance. Every now and then she took a sip of the coffee she had ordered in order to sit in that part of the cafe. After taking a sip of the coffee, Quina's face looked different. Her brow furrowed, and her eyes narrowed. "What is this coffee? It doesn't taste very good." Quina looked disgustedly at the coffee, then pushed the glass away from her body. "It turns out that I was right in my assumption that the food and drinks usually consumed by the lower middle class are very bad. I feel like spitting out the coffee I just drank." Quina said quite loudly, and her words provoked various reactions from the people around her, especially the visitors who were mostly students. Those who heard the inappropriate sentence immediately booed Quina openly and it made her even mo