Esther, on the other hand, had her best smile. She managed to incite the poor, ignorant man with ease. On the other side of the phone, Aroon praised her. "I didn't choose you wrong, keep up the progress. You must be able to bring him to his knees," "Yes boss, you can count on me. Don't worry, ants seem to like it when given sweets." Esther said confidently. "Alright, let me know when you meet," Aroon said as he hung up the phone with Esther. Esther didn't bother and drove her car home. She had other plans to make. Like starting to meet Zack in unexpected places like his usual lunch spot for example. Esther already felt that she was Aroon's smartest messenger. She would work on that tomorrow afternoon, before she made some plans first. She would make it seem like a natural coincidence. Although she didn't know if Zack would realize it or not. "Hello..." Esther called someone to ask for help in expediting her plan to approach Zack. *** It was midday when the sun was at its highe
Quina got out of the taxi she was in nimbly. Age is not a problem for her to move aggressively. This was all the positive impact of her diligent exercise over the years. "Mark?" Quina knocked on the door of the house that Mark had been renting. The house was a secret place where the two of them usually had sex. So to summarize, the house was not a house that was used every day because Mark, who had the title of Kevin's assistant, always lived in the Bouguler family mansion. So, the house was only used for their perverted activities and Quina was sure that it was the only house that Mark owned at the moment because all the properties owned by the man during Amini were gifts from Kevin, and surely the old man would never agree to have his property used by a traitor like Mark. "Who are you looking for, ma'am?" asked a baker who had been selling near the house for a long time. "I'm looking for the man who lives in this house," Quina explained. "A man? No one has been coming to the ho
"Esther, I'm having a really big problem right now," Zack complained to the woman who had been close to him for the past few days. "What kind of problem?" Esther asked in a concerned tone. "I... I lost my place, and now I don't have enough money to rent a new place." Zack looked at Esther with a pleading look in his eyes. "Can I come live with you, Esther?" "Zack, I understand your situation. Of course, you can stay with me for a while. And as for your financial problems, we will find a solution together." Esther replied softly, she gave Zack what he wanted, even though in her heart she was disgusted with the man. "Thank you, Esther. I'm very grateful for your help," Zack said with relief, not realizing Esther's feelings behind her sweet gesture.Esther smiled slightly, trying to hide her disgust. "No need to thank me, Zack. Aren't we supposed to help each other out as friends?" "So, you consider our relationship as just friends?" Zack asked, a sad look on his face. Esther took
Jonathan exhaled the cigarette smoke from his lips. He stared at the scene before his eyes with a flat look. "What are you going to do next, Jonathan? Are you going to torture Mark slowly?" Damian asked his son. Jonathan looked at his father seriously. "No, Dad. I'm not going to be directly violent. I'll find a more subtle way than that.""What's that?" asked Damian curiously."I'll let him feel the loneliness first. As for the next course of action, I'll think about it later," Jonathan replied briefly. Silence fell. Damian looked at his grown-up son. He had not seen his son for a long time, precisely after he found out that Quina had an affair and that Jonathan was not his biological son. Yes, Damian already knew that Jonathan was not his biological son. It was this reason that prompted him to take care of the company abroad and live alone there as a remedy for the disappointment and heartache he felt.The reason why Damian did not divorce Quina was that he already loved Jonathan
Zack pursed his lips. Inwardly, he wanted to look cute by sulking, but he looked ridiculous in Esther's eyes. Had it not been for the lure of money, Esther would never have thought of approaching a man like Zack. He was quite handsome, but if he didn't have any money, why would he?"Why are you still keeping secrets from me? Does our closeness so far not have the slightest meaning in your life?" Zack asked. Esther chuckled softly. Every move she made was followed by Zack's eyes which must have made her feel very uncomfortable. "Not everything has to be shared with you, Zack. We're just friends," she said while emphasizing the word "friends", emphasizing that their relationship was nothing more than friends, they were not lovers, let alone a married couple. Zack exhaled his breath in exasperation. He was trying to be patient, because this time the woman he was after was an extremely rare woman. Yes, rare. How could it not be? In this day and age, it must be rare for a woman to be wi
"Don't be crazy, Jonathan. Dad accepted your presence and your original plan to kidnap him because he realized that you must want inner peace. By kidnapping and torturing that man for a while, I think you'll be satisfied. I think if we killed him, it would be too much for him." Damian babbled at length. He did not expect that his innocent and kind-hearted son's personality could change so drastically in a short period of time just because he saw the cheating done by Quina, the wife he had not paid attention to for so long. "Everything won't be too much, Dad. The two of them really deserve that punishment. Think about it, they've been betraying each other for a very long time. Aren't you hurt by their relationship? If Quina wasn't my mother, I'd probably do the same thing I'm doing to Mark right now," Jonathan replied firmly. "Where is my old Jonathan? Why have you changed so much, my son?" That was all Damian could say after seeing his son so stubborn to avenge the hurt he had suffe
"Really? Try to remember, who does this apartment belong to?" Joe urged. He was also curious about who Zack's apartment belonged to, because the person he had asked to keep an eye on the man didn't include those details. "One moment." Jesslyn tried to dig into her memory, once again she stared and examined every corner of the portrait, especially some additional furniture that might help her to remember well. "I feel like I've seen the room in this apartment. Although it looks blurry because the person you ordered seemed to have only taken a fleeting picture when Zack wanted to leave the apartment, but I'm pretty sure that I've come and seen the apartment with my own eyes." Jesslyn massaged her forehead, she had tried her best to remember, but her memory still remained blurry and seemed unwilling to surface. "If you don't remember, let me just order the private detective to search more diligently for the ownership of the apartment. How about it?" Jesslyn nodded. "That's fine. You
Aaron continued to engage Quina who seemed to be happy after getting his message. He did not behave like men who like to give romantic sentences, but rather he preferred to be a mysterious figure which would make her even more curious about him. "What do you mean, sir? What bait? And who is your intended target?" Moss asked for an explanation. Seeing his secretary who looked very curious, Aaron finally showed his cell phone screen which was displaying the message page where he and Quina were chatting. "Do you mean the target is Mrs. Quina? But why, sir? Isn't our main objective right now Mr. Zack and Madame Rosetta?" Moss asked again. "If you can kill many birds, why only choose to hunt one?" Aaron asked back. Moss finally understood that the character of his current boss had changed a lot from the previous one before entering the prison. The current Aaron was more ambitious, stronger and more willing to take risks. The man had even thought of many plans in advance before starti