In a luxurious house, a man was seen receiving a call. His hand, which was holding a cell phone, tightened its grip, as if the man was expressing his feelings through the grip on his cell phone."Alright, tell him to come to me," the man ordered and then turned off his cell phone and sighed."Mr. Shaw, my coffee is on the table."Suddenly, a waiter approached the man with his head down, to which the man simply nodded and signaled for him to leave immediately.After the servant's departure, Mr. Shaw picked up the cup of coffee and began to sip, the aroma of the coffee entering his sense of smell, leaving a taste that made him want to execute immediately without waiting long.His mind was now reminded of a man who walked into his room a few days ago. The man's face was so familiar, it felt like there was something that made Mr. Shaw need to know who that man was.That's why, Mr. Shaw called the man named Leon.Leon was a reliable, trustworthy detective with above-average flying hours. A
Here Sean was, between two men whose ages were of course very different. He looked at one of the men and it was none other than Mr. Shawn."Is there a problem, Dad? So Dad called Leon here," Sean said after a few minutes of silence.Mr. Shaw sighed, his gaze briefly looked at Leon and then back at Sean who was now waiting for his answer. He wanted to hide this from Sean, but his son knew about Leon's arrival. It's not that Mr. Shawn didn't predict when Sean would come home. However, Sean really came home before it was time. Usually his son came home quite late, but tonight was different."There's something I can't tell you, Sean, but it's not important."Sean frowned at his father's answer. How could his father speak if it wasn't important, because surely it was important enough to call Leon to come over."Hem, okay, Dad, then Sean will go to his room first."Sean gave a smile, pretending to believe what his father said."Get some rest, Sean, you must be tired from working all day."S
"Mom, are you okay?"Gibson tried to help his mother when he saw her in pain by holding her chest. Gibson's mother shook her head weakly, indicating that she was fine."Mom's okay, Gibson, it looks like mom wants to rest."After saying that, without waiting for a reply from Gibson, Gibson's mother hurried away and went inside her own room.Gibson was frozen in place, wondering what had happened to his mother, considering she was fine earlier. "What happened?" he muttered as he continued to stare at his now invisible mother.A sigh was heard from Gibson's mouth, the man decided to walk back down the stairs. His steps stopped when he was now right in front of the terrace. His gaze looked around him, then sighed again."What's going on with me? It feels like something is bothering me."Gibson tried to look at the clock on his wrist, it was 9:00 p.m., but drowsiness hadn't attacked him at all."Should I go out for a while? It seems like getting some night air wouldn't hurt."Thoughtfully,
Gibson limped out of Calista's room. Actually he wanted to tell the woman about Kiara, but seeing Calista who was devastated by a dream, made Gibson choose not to say it.He was of course afraid of Calista thinking anything about him. He didn't want Calista to think that he met Kiara on purpose. Even though Gibson knew that Calista didn't love him, Gibson still chose to keep the woman's heart.When Gibson was in his room, suddenly his cell phone rang. Feeling curious about someone who called him, Gibson immediately took his cell phone which he put in his pants pocket.His forehead wrinkled when he saw a new number enter his cell phone, until finally he thought maybe the new number was none other than Kiara's number, where indeed before parting at the cafe they had exchanged numbers, not because they wanted to return, but this was related to the money Kiara wanted to borrow."Maybe Kiara will ask for the money," Gibson muttered while staring at the cell phone without picking it up."Wh
Calista walked up the stairs. Her destination was none other than Gibson's room, where she wanted to find out what had happened to Gibson.Calista had not yet arrived at the door of Gibson's room, when suddenly her cell phone rang. Calista decided to stop her steps, trying to check her cell phone.When she started to open the message, a new unknown number was on it. Calista frowned, she immediately opened the message sent by the new number.Her eyes flicked perfectly when she saw a picture sent by the number. Calista blinked her eyes, trying to see if the picture sent was true or not. But seeing the clothes worn by the person in the picture, made Calista sure that it was Gibson. Then who was the woman facing Gibson? Given that the woman was not seen clearly enough.In her confusion, another picture entered her cell phone screen. Calista was quite surprised when she saw that the person was none other than Kiara. They were seen talking in a cafe, and Calista even knew the location of th
It was already 1:00 in the afternoon, but the person he had been waiting for hadn't shown up. Gibson sighed when he realized that Calista had not returned to the Villa. He had no idea where she had gone, and Calista hadn't even bothered to tell him.Feeling worried about where she had gone, Gibson decided to immediately grab his cell phone and try to contact Calista.Several times he tried to contact the woman, but there was absolutely no sign that Calista would pick up the phone from him. Gibson sighed, he didn't understand at all why Calista wasn't picking up the phone from him.Feeling annoyed that Calista didn't pick up the phone, Gibson decided to search for the woman's whereabouts. Somehow Gibson had to find out where Calista had gone.When Gibson was about to leave the villa, suddenly his mother called. The middle-aged woman was curious about where Gibson was going this time, so she decided to stop her son."Where are you going out at this time of the day Gibson?"Gibson's moth
Gibson walked alone in the middle of the city streets. The small leaves flying and the flowers falling down seemed to accompany his journey. Gibson walked slowly while occasionally turning his head to the right and left. He did this hoping that he would find someone who had not contacted him back.His dark brown eyeballs seemed to only be focused on the streets around him. The air was so hot this afternoon accompanied by gusts of wind. But the short-sleeved white shirt that was almost as long as his jeans did not prevent him from continuing to walk.Gibson decided to walk for a while leaving the cafe on foot. His intention, of course, was to get rid of boredom while looking for Calista's whereabouts on foot.The scorching sun that was so bright on his skin was completely ignored by Gibson. He was so focused on looking right and left trying to find someone he wanted to find.Even though Gibson had tried to find someone and contact him, Gibson still hadn't found him. He felt so bored be
"It's drizzling," Calista complained as she stopped the car and looked out of the window. Her gaze now shifted to the couple not far from where she had stopped the car."I don't like the rain," the woman said, which was of course audible to Calista's ears."Why don't you like the rain?" the man beside the woman questioned her. Calista, who was in the car, became more curious about the conversation between the two of them.Before Calista decided to go home and meet up with Gibson, it seemed like it wouldn't hurt for Calista to hear the conversation between the two of them which seemed quite exciting. It was like watching a movie, and Calista wanted to do just that before she finally got to the Villa.She gazed back at the couple and listened to what they were talking about."The rain makes me so sad."Calista who heard that frowned. She wanted to hear more of what they were talking about. Especially when the woman said that the rain made her feel sad."Hey! You're running too fast!" Th