Daren sat in his office, biting the tip of his pen as he thought hard. In the past few days, he kept hearing about a person who looked like Justin, his nemesis who was supposed to be dead. Sandra - Rose's cousin - came back to tell him that she'd seen a figure very similar to Justin at the same café. This shouldn't be possible, as Daren himself witnessed Justin's horrific death. Even Justin's body had been reduced to ashes."Make, I need to do something," Daren told his assistant. "Do what, sir?" asked Make, not understanding what his master was saying. "Rose's cousin Sandra, it's the second time she's seen someone who looks like Justin in the same place. It's very strange, isn't it?" said Daren. "Is it? So, what are you going to do, young master?" asked Make. "I think I need to find out the truth. I'll have to enlist the help of someone to track him down," said Daren. "Why don't you order Alan instead? He's also an expert in cases like this," said Make, suggesting that his maste
"Shit!" cursed Sandra irritably. "We lost track of Justin, Daren. Huh!" Sandra rubbed her face roughly, even though there was only a little more time she could catch Justin and put the man in prison. "But are you sure, Sandra? That that man is Justin?" Daren doubted Sandra's vision. "I'm sure, Daren. Why do you look nervous?" asked Sandra looking strange at Daren's attitude as if he didn't believe that he had seen Justin, "I collided with him. I grabbed his wrist. But unfortunately my energy was so weak that he could escape," explained Sandra. Daren nodded. It was true that there might be someone who looked like Justin. Could Justin have a twin brother? Daren and Sandra continued to look for Justin. Hoping to catch the killer. Meanwhile, Bryan who was still hiding in the safest place according to him, he was surprised by the arrival of the man who else if not Leorio."You-"Leo smiled wryly, as if mocking Bryan. "You said you were brave enough to face him? Why are you hiding?"
A few days later. "Daren, are you ready?" asked Varro, his father. "Of course, dad," Daren replied firmly. Tonight, Daren and Varro would be attending a charity event. Of course, Make - the assistant - was also going to the charity event. "Are you feeling better? Daren's worried about your cholesterol going up and your condition suddenly dropping," Daren said, he was very worried about his father's condition. "Don't worry, son, I'm fine. I've taken my medicine, and I'm not going to eat anything," Varro said. "Okay, dad."Daren and Varro walked out of the mansion. As Daren was about to get into the car, he got a chat from Sandra. Again Daren was again disturbed by that woman. Huh, very annoying. "Why, kiddo? Why when you read the chat, your expression changes?" asked the father who tried to read his son's expression. "It's okay, dad, Daren's just fed up that Sandra-cousin Rose keeps bothering Daren. Even though Daren no longer wants to take care of Rose's death case," Daren r
It had been two days since the tragedy of the police station that suddenly exploded, this incident was still a trending topic, still hotly discussed. "Make, accompany me to the location," said Daren asking his assistant to accompany him to the location because there was no more work in the office, Daren had already finished it. "Yes, sir," Make replied. Make was so busy in the office that he had no time to see Laura - Daren's ex-wife who was still hospitalized in a mental hospital. Make prepared everything, including the car that would be used to take his master to the location. "Make, how is Laura?" asked Daren who suddenly remembered his ex-wife. "I don't know, sir, I haven't seen her in over a month," Make replied frankly. "After taking me to the location, you can go there, Make," said Daren, who also wanted to know how his ex-wife was doing. "Yes, sir, thank you for letting me go to the hospital," said Make. "You're welcome, Make," Daren replied. Traveling for about fort
Daren was sitting in his black leather chair, staring at the stack of files waiting to be reviewed.[Keep up the good work, honey]A message from his girlfriend, who was currently in London, lifted his spirits. Of course, Daren wouldn't ignore the incoming DMs from his girlfriend, Naumi.[Yes, baby, I miss you]After experiencing failure, betrayed by his ex-wife, only Naumi could heal the wounds in the Davidson young master's heart.[Be patient, yes][Keep your heart for me, I'll be back]Daren smiled reading Naumi's reply.However, his tranquility was soon interrupted when his office door opened without a knock."Sandra," Daren sighed. "I'm busy. What's wrong?" Daren immediately put his cell phone down on the desk. "I don't care, Daren," Sandra replied in a loud voice. "You never reply to my DMs, don't answer my calls. What do you mean, you've gone too far, Daren!" Sandra protested. "I already told you, Sandra. I don't want to work on Rose's murder case anymore. It's useless, Justi
Daren let out a long sigh, observing the bustle at the International Airport. He was ready to leave for London, but something inside him was holding him back. He felt something was wrong. After thinking for a while, Daren decided to return to his mansion. He quickly hailed a taxi and told the driver his new destination."To Davidson Mansion, yes, please," Daren said firmly. He decided to take a taxi instead of calling his Make-assistant to pick him up. The taxi driver nodded and sped his vehicle out of the airport. Daren daydreamed, his mind drifting to the business dealings that would be ongoing if he went to London. Although his Make-assistant had already agreed to handle the work.Halfway there, the taxi suddenly came to an abrupt halt."What's going on?" asked Daren in an impatient tone. He was a bit surprised when the taxi suddenly stopped because Daren was daydreaming. "Sorry, sir, there's something blocking the road," the taxi driver replied, pointing ahead.Daren saw six wel
"Make, there's bad news!" Mr. Varro called Make-his assistant Daren. "Huh? What kind of bad news, sir?" asked Make. "As of now, Daren hasn't made it to London. I'm worried," said Varro. "Really?" Make was surprised to hear that his master had not arrived in London. "Yes, Make.""Sir, why don't you ask Alan for a favor. I will take you there if necessary," Make suggested and Mr. Varro agreed. Make finished his work first. After that, he rushed to the Davidson Mansion. In just thirty minutes, Make arrived at the mansion. And Varro was ready to leave for Alan's place. "Please, Mr. Varro!" Make opened the car door, respectfully inviting Mr. Varro into the car. Varro nodded and smiled slightly. Varro and Make immediately rushed to the small house on the edge of town, where Alan, a tracking expert who had helped him a lot on previous missions, lived. Not only did he help Mr. Varro, but Alan often helped him as well. Varro and Daren often assigned Alan because of his expertise in fi
Seven o'clock at night! Bryan had just arrived at the base, he stepped into the base with a firm step. His men followed behind.As soon as he entered, Bryan's gaze fell on one of his men who was tied to a rope in the corner of the room. His face was covered in wounds, a sign that Farel had been beaten. "Farel, what's going on?" Bryan asked in a stern voice. "Where's Daren?" he asked. "Sorry, Boss, he... he ran away," Farel said in a weak voice. "WHAT? So, you let him get away?" Bryan asked in a cold voice, his eyes narrowed in anger. He couldn't believe that his enemy had managed to escape. "Sorry, Boss. Daren managed to break his bonds. He attacked me before I realized it. He was... he was so strong that I was defeated," Farel explained, telling his boss the truth. Bryan growled, holding back the anger burning in his chest. "You're incompetent! How could you let our prisoner escape?" Bryan scolded.Later, Leorio checked the listening devices in this room. Apparently, it had be