One week later... The International Airport, amidst the crowds, Make stood quietly, watching over Farel, Aneeta, and Aneeta and Farel's four-year-old daughter. The flight to Rome, Italy, was about to depart."Everything ready, Farel?" asked Make, making sure all preparations had been made.Farel nodded while holding Aneeta's hand. "Yes, Make. Thank you for everything. I don't know how to repay the kindness of Daren and you guys."Make smiled slightly. "Daren just wants to make sure you're safe and have a better life. A mansion, two million dollars, a fancy car, and a decent job at one of Davidson's company branches in Rome await you there," Make explained. For Daren, it was nothing compared to the information he got from Farel. Not only that, Farel had saved Daren's life, if not for Farel, Daren might have died at Bryan's hands. Aneeta smiled with emotion. "We are very grateful, Make. This is more than we ever dreamed of."Aneeta already knew everything, Farel had told his wife eve
Varro had been transferred to the Davidson Mansion. For his father's safety, Daren had made his father's room into an infirmary. In fact, Daren also hired two nurses and a doctor to stay at the mansion until his father's condition was fully recovered. Although Varro's condition had stabilized, he had yet to open his eyes. "Make sure the security of the house here is really maintained. I don't want to be missed again until my father becomes a victim," Daren told the bodyguards and servants assigned to work at the mansion. "Yes, young master!" They respectfully obeyed the young master's orders. Daren immediately went to see Naumi, surely she would want to hear about her father-in-law. Daren returned to his father's nurse's room upstairs. He used the elevator to get up there, which was on the third floor. In the ward, there were two nurses and a male doctor. They would stay in the room, Daren didn't want them to let their guard down. All the necessities had been taken care of. All
Daren sat upright at the large desk in the room where Alan worked."Do you need any more help from me, Young Master Davidson?" asked Alan. "Sure enough, Alan," said Daren, his voice sounding firm but calm, "I've got a new job I need you to handle. I've received a threatening text message, and I need you to investigate who sent it." Daren showed Alan the contents of the text message.Alan nodded seriously. "Yes, Young Master Davidson. I will begin my investigation immediately," Alan said. It didn't take long for Alan to find the digital trail of the threatening chat. "The sender tried to hide his identity carefully, but I have already gotten the last location of the IP used," he explained after a few hours.Sloppy! Yes, the person who had threatened Daren had been very careless. Daren checked the last address. It was located in a remote village in the middle of the forest, far away from civilization. "Alan, I know this place. We have to get there!" said Daren, without hesitation,
Daren had just arrived in London after a long, tiring flight. As soon as he landed, he went straight to the hospital where his girlfriend was being treated. His heart was racing as he entered the hospital, worried about Naumi who was still in critical condition after the tragic accident."I hope Naumi is okay," Daren whispered hopefully. In the hospital waiting room, Daren saw Naumi's mother and father sitting with pale faces. Naumi's mother's eyes were swollen from crying. Then Daren approached quickly, trying to remain calm even though his heart was actually very fragile. He just didn't want to look weak. "Mom, how is Naumi?" Daren asked in a hoarse voice.Naumi's mother looked at Daren with tear-filled eyes. "Naumi just had a caesarean section, Daren. The doctor had to remove the baby because the baby had already died. Naumi is still critical."Daren felt a heavy blow to his chest. "God..." he whispered, trying to hold back his tears. "How did this happen?""Naumi was in a terri
Make staggered out of the Davidson Mansion filled with blood and corpses. Every step was heavy, his badly injured back making it almost impossible for him to stand upright. However, his determination to report this horrific incident to the police gave him the strength to keep going.Did Make really forget where he put his cell phone? Arriving outside, in front of the gate of Davidson Mansion, Make immediately dialed the emergency number using the dead guard's cell phone lying in front of the gate. Make held the cell phone with trembling hands. "Hello, I'm Make from the Davidson Mansion. We were attacked... Everyone's dead... Please, come quickly!"Make was no longer strong, but he tried to brace himself. "Make... you have to hold on until the police come," Make whispered. Make knew it was Fernando, but unfortunately he had no proof. Not long after, the sound of police sirens could be heard. The night was silent. The police arrived at the scene, put a police line around the mansio
Daren stood in front of the SPA salon and beauty boutique project that had been delayed a few months ago. He was dressed in a neat black suit, his hair was perfectly coiffed, but his eyes showed a tiredness that could not be hidden. His father's death had come back to haunt his mind, but now he was determined to refocus on his work.A project manager approached him with a report in hand. "Good morning, Mr. Daren. This is the latest report on the progress of the project. We have proceeded with the work as per your instructions," said the man, about 45 years old. Daren received the report and read it carefully. "Good, what about the progress of opening the salon and boutique?" asked Daren, he wanted his new business to launch soon. He really wanted to expand his father's legacy business. Daren was greedy, all the businesses he handled had to work. "We'll be ready for the grand opening in two weeks. We just need a few minor tweaks," the project manager replied steadily. Daren nodded,
Daren stood inside the building, overseeing preparations for the grand opening of his new beauty salon and boutique, named "Elysian Beauty Lounge." The name was inspired by Daren's desire to create a luxurious place that would provide an extraordinary experience for his customers. The name was inspired by Daren's desire to create a place that was luxurious and provided an extraordinary experience for his customers. It consists of a SPA salon called "Serenity Haven" and a fashion boutique called "Luxe Couture."Two days before the grand opening, Naumi returned after recovering in London. Daren greeted her warmly when they met at the building. "Naumi, I'm glad you've recovered and are back in town," Daren said with a relieved smile. Daren was so busy preparing for the grand opening that he didn't have time to pick Naumi up. "Yes, Daren, I'm glad to be back in town too. How are the preparations for the grand opening going?" asked Naumi. "You see, dear. Everything is going well. I'm su
In a place hidden away from Daren and the detectives, Fernando stood in front of his assembled men with a serious face. The dim lights added to the tense atmosphere in the room. Fernando took a deep breath before beginning his cunning plan."We must destroy the Davidson company once and for all," Fernando said in a firm voice. "No more exceptions. We will use the most effective means-we will blow up their building."One of his men nodded in agreement. "But how do we ensure that no one suspects us before the bomb goes off?" asked Axel, Fernando's man. Fernando smiled slyly. "We'll place the bomb at night, when activity in the building is minimal. Also, we'll utilize the path of least surveillance. I've studied all their security weak points," Fernando explained, he had really prepared well. He wanted to destroy Davidson so badly. "How do we ensure that the bomb will explode without any technical problems?" asked Axel, he also didn't want to take any risks with this plan. He also didn