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I'm not a Killer What's the reason?
Daren and his father finally arrive at the police station, where they are greeted by several policemen working on the Davidson branch of the company's warehouse fire.Daren and Varro immediately went to see Antonio, the manager who had been managing the company for several years.Antonio's expression was calm and cold, as if he didn't feel guilty about what he had done. "Antonio, why did you do this?" asked Daren, trying to contain his emotions.Antonio looked sarcastically at Daren and Varro, then replied, "I don't know what you're talking about, Mr. Daren." He still managed to remain calm.Daren sighed, then said firmly, "You know exactly what I'm talking about, Antonio. You've brought in a provocateur so that the families of the victims who died in the warehouse fire attacked me and my father. What do you mean exactly?" Daren hit the table, he couldn't contain his emotions when dealing with a criminal who never admitted to being wrong."Did someone order you, Antonio?" Again, Dare
I'm not a Killer Surprise...
"How is it, Mr. Daren, do you like it?" asked a woman whom Daren had ordered to turn the hospital garden into a beautiful and gorgeous one. "Wow, it's amazing. It's really beautiful." Daren looked satisfied with the result. Make was happy if his master was satisfied with the result of his decoration. Make was stressed when he was assigned by Daren to make the garden as romantic as possible in a short time. The hospital garden, which usually seemed quiet and calm, was now transformed into a warm and truly romantic place. Right in the center of the garden, there was a dining table surrounded by pink and white lanterns hanging from the trees. The soft light of the lamps made the atmosphere even more beautiful. "I assure you, your beloved will love it, sir," the woman said with confidence. Daren looked around the garden. He saw that the dining table itself was made of beautifully carved wood, covered by a pure white tablecloth."This tablecloth symbolizes the purity of love, and the
I'm not a Killer New concept
At 10 am, Daren began to lead a meeting with the staff in the spacious meeting room. This time, Make, his assistant, did not come along because Daren was assigned to handle Daren's work.All the staff sat around a long table neatly organized with laptops and notes. Daren stood at the end of the table confidently, looking at every face present."Alright, let's get this meeting started," Daren said, clenching his fists. "As we know, sales of our bottled beverage products are on the decline. We need to find a new strategy to stabilize the company." Daren had been preparing all this material since last night. He put his personal problems aside again. He didn't think too much about his love affairs.The staff in the room nodded in agreement, including Richard. Daren continued, "I have an idea to increase our sales. We will give a 25% discount on every bottled beverage product we sell." The staff began to whisper, surprised but intrigued by Daren's idea."How do we give that discount, Mr
I'm not a Killer Busy schedule
Daren sat in his office staring at his laptop. Suddenly Daren remembered something. He quickly picked up his cell phone. He pressed the call button on his cell phone and contacted Make, his assistant who was in another room."Make, please come to my office for a moment," Daren said in a serious tone."Yes, Young Master Daren. I'll be right there," Make replied from the other side.Not long after, Make appeared at the door of Daren's room. "May I help you, Mr. Daren?" he asked.Daren nodded. "I wanted to ask you about my schedule today. What have you arranged?""One moment, young master." Make picked up the small book that he often carried with him at work, it contained his master's schedule and other important notes that Make always took down when attending meetings or meeting with clients. "First, Mr. Daren, you have a meeting with the staff in charge of this new project at 9am to discuss the hospital project. Then, at 11am, you are scheduled to have a video conference with our comp
I'm not a Killer Maybe next time
Daren drove the car slowly, driving Rebecca to the girl's small apartment.Rebecca still hadn't told Daren about her wealthy identity. Even earlier during lunch, Daren and Rebecca had formalized their relationship, the two had become lovers.However, the two agreed to keep their relationship a secret. No one would know about the secret relationship, and they both chose to keep the relationship until they found the right time.Rebecca, who was sitting next to Daren, the woman looked at Daren with an expectant gaze."Come in for a while, let's go," Rebecca invited in a spoiled voice. "We can relax for a while, and we can make love."Daren smiled wryly, glancing at the watch on his wrist. "I can't, Rebecca. I have an appointment at 3 this afternoon. Sorry, maybe next time."Rebecca puffed out her cheeks, feeling annoyed but not wanting to impose her will. "Alright, then. But don't forget our appointment tomorrow night, okay?"Daren nodded, pecking Rebecca's cheek before the girl got out
I'm not a Killer Who is that man?
At seven in the evening, Daren arrived at the magnificent building. Tonight Daren was attending a charity event organized by one of his clients. He is accompanied by Make, his assistant. The atmosphere of the event was very festive with many guests attending and looking so elegant in fancy dresses and suits."Why don't you bring Rebecca to this event, sir?" asked Make. "That woman doesn't belong here, Make. Besides, I don't want anyone to know about my relationship with Rebecca," said Daren. Daren and Make's arrival was warmly welcomed."I thought you weren't coming, sir," said Wilson, Daren's client who organized the charity event. "This charity event is very important to me, Wilson. Of course, I will definitely make time to come," said Daren. Daren was one of the performers at the event, delivering a speech. He stood on stage confidently, talking about the importance of caring for others and how this charity event could help many people in need."We should all try to help those
I'm not a Killer Daren's cunning plan.
Daren saw Rebecca open the door to her small apartment with a big smile welcoming him. "You've finally come, Daren. I've been waiting for you, Daren," Rebecca said with a sweet smile. Daren couldn't blink when he saw Rebecca's appearance tonight. She was wearing a thin, flowing dress that showed off her curves. Rebecca's cleavage was visible, if Rebecca squatted just a little, her breasts would be clearly visible. Rebecca is not wearing a bra. "I can't wait to make love to you, Daren."Still in front of the door, Rebecca draped both her hands around Daren's nape. Without any embarrassment, Rebecca kissed Daren gently on the lips. The kiss was immediately returned by Daren. Rebecca kissed Daren's lips even more fiercely. Without letting go of the kiss, Daren lifted Rebecca's body. Closing the apartment door using his foot. Daren laid Rebecca's body on the sofa. Both of them looked at each other, Rebecca smiled happily because tonight she would make love again with Daren. "I'll
I'm not a Killer Keeping a promise
Laura had just closed the door to her boutique when the clock struck 10pm. Laura was about to activate the online taxi app when suddenly someone hit her back quite hard. She fainted without understanding what had happened."Take her!" someone ordered the person who had knocked her out.Laura was carried into the car. [Mr. Daren, I have carried out your orders]Make immediately sent a chat to Daren, letting him know that he had done what he was told to do. A few hours later. Laura slowly opened her eyes, her eyeballs rolling in every direction. She didn't recognize this place at all. "Where is this? Why... am I here?" sighed Laura in confusion. Laura glared as she realized that her body was tightly bound. Her hands and feet were shackled with hard chains, unable to move at all. Her eyes began to focus and she realized that she was in a dark and silent empty room. There were no decorations or furniture of any kind, just her and the eerie silence."Who has done this to me?" sobbed L