Anyone entering that old building for the first time would surely be stunned, their mouth agape. Long-barreled weapons were neatly arranged behind shiny transparent glass doors. These objects were like diamonds, closely guarded by the members of Silver Clack.Franklin marveled at the room almost entirely filled with various weapons. Each corridor was labeled with the names of countries from around the world, obviously to group together where these impressive weapons were sourced from.Silver Clack had extensive networks in almost all western and eastern countries. The cooperative ties forged since Silver Clack's inception certainly made it easier for the heirs to continue this shadowy business. Like the weapons they stored on the remote island, Silver Clack wouldn't be able to smuggle them without connections to important people in the relevant countries.Not just guns, Silver Clack also kept various types of knives typically used for fighting, of a quality that couldn't be called che
As planned, Franklin and Clara headed to the Hospital after their visit to the Silver Clack Warehouse, which was full of unexpected tragedy. As they crossed the same road, the team deployed to eliminate the enemy had apparently worked well. According to information, they were just a group of robbers who happened to see an expensive car pass in front of their hideout.However, Clara had already forgotten about the incident. Although she regretted wasting so many bullets just to fight low-class robbers. In fact, she should have been able to take them out without help.Now, Clara and Franklin were only focused on Frans' recovery. Not because they had forgotten the crimes committed by Franklin's Uncle, but everything had to be revealed so Franklin could live in peace."Any news?"Doctor Michel's smile showed there was news that Franklin and Clara had long hoped for. They were like cats preparing to pounce on mice for a meal."A person like him is unlikely to be given a miracle by God. Vil
The unventilated room, the worn walls, and the dust that scattered when the feet stepped on the floor. It was a sign that a room the size of a bathroom in a rural home had not been lived in for years. In fact, it was far worse than the place where Vina and her mother had been kept. Clara stomped on her lit cigarette butt as she heard her captive moan. Franklin also cleared his throat and slowly walked into the cramped room. Witnessing a man who turned him into a monstrous figure being tormented by carbon dioxide fumes. "Let go of me, you bastard! Insolent brats." Franklin ruffled his waist, watching the old man who had almost lost consciousness but was still cursing at others. Perhaps, that's how it is when one gets used to something, one doesn't care even if one is an inch away from death. "Most people will repent if they feel they are close to death." Franklin kicked Frans' leg lightly. "But, it's different with you who cursed continuously.""Huh! What for? Besides, I've resigne
The night felt longer. Even though the soft bed was where Franklin lay, since earlier Franklin had been yawning but couldn't fall asleep because of something on his mind that had made him ponder for hours. He tried to close his eyes but the voices in his head seemed to be heard in the real world.From where he lay comfortably, Franklin stared blankly at the window whose curtains were not yet closed. Franklin was used to opening the window curtains so that the moonlight in the middle of this month could penetrate into his room."Mother never discussed anything with me," Franklin muttered. "Throughout our time living together, not once did Mother tell me about any issues regarding my late father's family."The second hand of the clock kept turning and made its characteristic ticking sound, which Franklin ignored. Everything seemed unimportant when Franklin faced Frans, who didn't want to be honest about a past incident that caused the current destruction."Damn it, if only I had caught
Clara stood motionless when she saw the corpse that made her stunned. There was no pungent smell because Frans had just died five hours ago. However, his miserable condition left Clara puzzled. Could the perpetrator be Franklin?"Did he kill him?" Clara wondered to herself.The woman hurried out of the building that used to be a place for processing medical waste. Clara immediately ordered the members of Silver Clack to sterilize the location where Frans had taken his last breath. Although Frans' body would eventually end up in a Silver Clack morgue, the location still needed to be cleaned to remove any traces.Now, Clara's goal was to meet Franklin. She was unaware of the unilateral action taken by the man. Last night, Clara also did not receive any messages related to Frans' murder. Clara only knew that Frans was still unwilling to speak even when he was dying.Clara[Let's meet here in 30 minutes.]Clara sent a location to Franklin. Fortunately, the young man immediately read Clara
Clara's eyes followed Franklin as he gently helped his mother walk. Franklin's deep love for his mother was evident. Clara wasn't surprised by Franklin's caring behavior - she knew he would even kill someone with his own hands to defend his mother.There was an unknown death regarding Franklin's father that changed him slightly. Franklin seemed obsessed with one thing - the wealth that Mr. Smith had, which was forcibly taken by Frans. Even though Frans was already dead, Franklin was determined to take it back."Be careful, Mom."Clara smiled as the elderly woman almost reached the car waiting to pick her up. Clara helped Franklin's mother get in and sit comfortably in the backseat. After everyone was in, the driver drove towards the apartment where Franklin currently lived."Is your name Clara?"Clara was startled as she helped Franklin's mother walk into the apartment unit that would be her new home. The woman didn't expect Franklin's mother to still clearly remember her name, since
The woman screamed hysterically when she opened a box containing photos that made it difficult for her to breathe. Inside the box normally used for wrapping gifts, she instead found an unexpected "gift" that made her heart feel like it would burst out of her chest.This was all Franklin and Clara's doing. They photographed Frans's body, which had turned blue and was even starting to blacken in some areas. His body had even started oozing fluids from the decomposition process. The camera photos were printed, resulting in five images showing the most disgusting points on Frans's body. Then, they sent them to the address of the mansion that should have belonged to Franklin, but was owned by Frans.Of course, they were now smirking as they witnessed how frustrated Frans's wife was - who happened to be Franklin's aunt. However, there was one thing Franklin realized when someone was tasked with delivering his special package to Frans's wife."She's not Frans's first wife."Clara turned tow
Clara faced her computer all night, searching for information about the death of Franklin's father, Mr. Smith. She had never heard of a failed presidential candidate being murdered. Even among her political connections, Clara had never heard of Mr. Smith's name.It was already 1am and Clara dove deeper into the ocean of news on the internet. Repeatedly typing Mr. Smith's name into the browser. Just as Clara was about to give up, she found a faded news article that didn't look very engaging.However, Clara opened the old news portal. The headline was very simple, "Mystery of Mr. Smith's Killer on the Way to China."As the woman read through the news, there was only an explanation that Mr. Smith died in a plane crash suspected as an act of sabotage.It stated that Mr. Smith was killed after attending the first hearing regarding the electoral fraud by his opponent who had won and defeated Mr. Smith. While briefly giving testimony to reporters, Mr. Smith had a business trip to China, and
Franklin was finally allowed to go home after a few weeks in the hospital. His condition was improving, and although he was still tired, Franklin was relieved to be back home. Clara, who faithfully accompanied him during his recovery, prepared to take Franklin home.Just as Franklin was ready to be discharged, the hospital room door suddenly opened and Selena appeared. She was carrying a bouquet of fresh flowers in her hand. She smiled when she saw Franklin, "Hi, Franklin. I'm glad to see you're better. I came to see you."Franklin smiled slightly and nodded, "Thank you, Selena. I'm glad to be home too."Clara, who was standing beside Franklin, felt something strange when she saw Selena. Although she tried hard not to show her feelings, her heart was filled with jealousy. Selena always seemed to be close to Franklin, and even though they were just friends, Clara couldn't help but feel uncomfortable every time she saw their closeness.Seeing the change in Clara's expression, Sarah, who
Charles felt increasingly desperate. Despite all his efforts to separate Clara and Franklin, he couldn't accept the reality that Franklin would remain in Clara's life. The long-suppressed jealousy and hatred in his heart reached a boiling point, finally pushing him to take more drastic action.That night, Charles entered the hospital with cautious steps. He hid his evil intentions behind a calm facade. After ensuring the hallway where Franklin was being treated was empty of nurses or visitors, he approached Franklin's room door.With trembling hands, Charles opened the door and saw Franklin lying weakly in the hospital bed. His face looked peaceful, seemingly unaware of the deadly threat approaching him. Charles walked slowly to the bedside, trying to calm his mind filled with various considerations. However, one thought kept dominating him—that Franklin must be eliminated so Clara would no longer be bound to him.Charles reached into his pocket and pulled out a small pillow. He was c
After waking up, Sarah felt dizzy and confused. The world seemed to be spinning around her, and it took a while for her to realize where she was. Slowly, the memory of Franklin's accident hit her again. Suddenly, her heart was filled with deep worry, and she immediately asked to be escorted to the hospital, where Franklin was being treated.When Sarah arrived at the hospital, she found it very quiet. Family and neighbors sat anxiously in the waiting room. As her eyes fell on Clara, who sat quietly by Franklin's bedside with eyes puffy with tears, Sarah felt something different in her heart.All this time, Sarah had always objected to Franklin and Clara's relationship. Not because of Clara, but because of the dark past, where Clara's brother Charles was allegedly involved in the death of her husband, Franklin's father. The wound was still too deep for Sarah to heal, and it made it difficult for her to fully accept Clara.However, now, seeing Clara faithfully stand by Franklin's side, h
That morning, the atmosphere in Franklin's house was calm and peaceful. After going through the trials that almost separated him from Clara, Franklin was feeling more optimistic about his future. Although there was still a lot to sort out, especially in his relationship with his family, Franklin was confident that he could get through this with Clara.He got ready to go to the office as usual. As he left the house, Clara walked him to his car with a gentle smile. "Be careful on the road, Franklin. I'll be waiting for you at home," Clara said as she kissed his cheek.Franklin smiled back and closed the car door. No bad thoughts crossed his mind as he started the engine of his car and started driving down the highway. However, what Franklin didn't know was that Charles and Ronald had executed their latest plan to ruin Franklin's car.Somewhere hidden, Charles and Ronald were watching from a distance. They had sabotaged the brakes of Franklin's car, ensuring that the accident would happe
Charles sat in his magnificent study, with a large window overlooking his back garden. However, the beautiful view outside the window could not ease his anger. His face was tense, and his mind was filled with plans on how to separate Franklin from Clara. To Charles, Franklin was a threat he couldn't ignore, especially since Clara loved the man so much.Just then, the door to his study opened slowly. Ronald, his best friend and ally, entered with steady steps. Charles looked at him with eyes that implied tension, then invited him to sit down."Ronald, I can no longer allow Clara to be with Franklin," Charles began in a flat, but firm tone. "We have to separate them, no matter what we have to do."Ronald nodded slowly, although in his heart there was hesitation. He understood that Charles had personal reasons to hate Franklin, but Ronald also knew that Clara was a strong woman and not easy to manipulate. However, his feelings of love for Clara made him willing to do whatever it took to
A few days had passed since the last conversation between Franklin and Clara. Although they had decided to distance themselves from each other, their feelings still bubbled beneath the surface. Franklin felt lonely and restless. Every night, his mind was filled with images of Clara, wondering if the decision to stay away was the right one. However, doubts and insecurities continue to plague his mind, the result of Charles' manipulations poisoning his mind more and more.Meanwhile, Clara cannot fully accept the fact that her relationship with Franklin has been fractured. In the midst of her turmoil, she realizes that there are many things that Franklin doesn't know, and that makes her feel even more guilty. However, she knew that she was not guilty in any way. Clara tried to focus on her work, but the feeling of missing Franklin always loomed over her.One afternoon, Clara received a call from one of her men, Toni. Toni was the person she trusted to investigate more about what happened
Charles and Ronald were both upset to hear the news that Franklin was back. For Charles, Franklin's return was a nightmare that shouldn't have happened. He feels that Franklin is an obstacle in his quest to control everything, including Clara's relationship. Meanwhile, Ronald, who has long harbored feelings for Clara, is now burning with jealousy. Franklin's return means Clara will refocus on her lover, making Ronald feel even more distant from her expectations.At a café, Charles and Ronald meet to discuss their next plans. Charles sipped his coffee with a serious face, his eyes staring straight ahead, trying to devise a strategy."We can't let this continue," Charles said, his voice low but determined. "Franklin needs to get out of Clara's life, or at the very least, Clara needs to get out of Franklin's life."Ronald nodded, though inwardly he felt anxious. "But how? They seem so close now, especially after this incident."Charles furrowed his brow, thinking hard. "We'll have to sep
After a long and tense journey, Clara finally arrived in front of the Franklin family home. She glanced at Franklin in the passenger seat, who still looked tired and shaken by all the events they had just gone through. Although Franklin was trying to remain calm, there was obvious worry in his eyes. They had just escaped Amanda's clutches, but what awaited at home might be no less nerve-wracking."Franklin, we're here," Clara said softly, breaking the silence. Franklin nodded, trying to compose himself for a moment before getting out of the car.When Franklin and Clara got out of the car, the front door of the house was wide open. Sarah, Franklin's mother, and Vina, his younger sister, stood in the doorway. Their faces instantly changed from shocked to full of emotion when they saw Franklin. Vina immediately ran to her brother, hugging him tightly."Brother Franklin! You're alive! We thought you were...," Vina's voice was cut off by the sobs she couldn't contain. She had been devastat
Franklin stood still when he saw Clara in front of him. His face was filled with shock, as if he couldn't believe that Clara was really here, in this remote village. After everything that had happened, this meeting felt like a miracle. Meanwhile, Clara looked at Franklin with a mixture of relief, anger, and anxiety. The tears she had been holding back now began to well up in her eyes."Franklin... Are you okay?" Clara's voice sounded hoarse, full of emotion. She came closer, almost wanting to hug Franklin, but something held her back. Maybe it was the feeling that this was too surreal, or maybe it was the haunting sense of dread.Franklin nodded slowly, still rooted to the spot. "I... I didn't expect us to meet here. Clara, I really don't know how to explain everything. It's like a nightmare."Clara reached out and took Franklin's arm. "We'll get through this together, Franklin. I won't let anyone hurt you again."However, the moment was suddenly interrupted by a rustling sound around