The sound of an ambulance was heard from a distance, after a few minutes the medics approached Darren, Walt, Marco and several other policemen in the forest. The medics who arrived immediately approached Darren who had lost a lot of blood. They rushed Darren to the ambulance area which was ready to provide emergency treatment to Darren. Arriving at the ambulance area, it turned out that there were other medical officers who took out the ambulance bed and several other medical equipment to make it easier to carry out emergency treatment. "Please hold on, Mr. Darren, this might hurt," said the medical officer who was treating the stab wounds and bruises on Darren's face. On the other side, Darren saw the police detective team Marco managed to catch James who had escaped earlier. James' hands were handcuffed towards the back so that he could not move at all."I didn't expect James to stab you like this, Mr. Darren," said Marco who was beside Darren monitoring his condition. "Well, I
Darren arrived at the parking lot of the villa where Mr. Charlotte and four other businessmen had gathered. Yesterday Darren received a sudden message from Mr. Charlotte to attend a meeting at the villa that had been used as a gathering place before. Darren had only taken one step on the living room floor when he was greeted by Mr. Rudlof slamming his glass. Darren was stunned for a few seconds, feeling the tension between the faces of the people in the room. "Don't you realize, that glass you just slammed is very expensive, Mr. Rudolf. Can you afford it?" said Mr. Charlotte who reprimanded Mr. Rudolf's actions with sarcasm. "I don't care, the news from Mr. Jonathan upset me a lot, how can we be helped again, now we have two of my men who hold our big secret, caught by the police again!" replied Mr. Rudolf in a very annoyed tone. Hearing what made Mr. Rudolf so upset, Darren could immediately guess who the two people in question were. Even so, Darren still pretended not to kno
After seeing the photo, everyone in the room doubted Darren. The eyes of Mr. George, Mr. Oward, and Mr. Leonard instantly turned suspicious. Even Mr. Charlotte tried to take Mr. Rudolf's phone. At first Mr. Charlotte's gaze still looked doubtful, then he tried to zoom in. "Darren," called Mr. Charlotte, as his gaze turned suspicious. Mr. Charlotte raised his face and looked at Darren seriously. "What is this? Why does the person in this photo look so much like you?" asked Mr. Charlotte. Darren noticed the suspicion in Mr. Charlotte's eyes. On the other hand, Darren watched Mr. Rudolf who was grinning with satisfaction. As if this had been planned by him. This of course put Darren in a difficult position. Their gaze at Darren, which was originally ordinary, has now turned into a gaze that demands an explanation. No wonder they wanted to know more about Darren, like Mr. Rudolf. "It seems that person is you Mr. Darren, what business do you have at the club?" asked Mr. Le
"Four years ago, Mr. Charlotte and I were business partners." Mr. Matthew began to tell Darren about his relationship with Mr. Charlotte in the past. Darren, who seemed to know that this story would be long, found the most comfortable sitting position to listen to Mr. Matthew's story carefully. Darren's eyes looked at Mr. Matthew who was sitting not far from him. "In the beginning, everything went smoothly, the business innovation that we worked on together went according to plan. Our business grew rapidly and many investors started investing in our company." Darren nodded his head in understanding. He had expected Mr. Matthew to be a business partner of Mr. Charlotte. "But, over time Mr. Charlotte also became more and more ambitious to get a bigger profit from our business." Mr. Matthew continued his story. Hearing Mr. Matthew's story, Darren began to understand what his relationship with Mr. Charlotte was like. "What kind of ambition Mr. Matthew?" Darren baited with a ques
"By the way, don't you remember this place, Darren?" asked Cloe. Hearing Cloe's question, Darren looked around carefully, remembering this place that seemed very familiar. "Umm, what place is it Cloe? I also thought this place was familiar." Darren asked back with curiosity. "You forgot Darren, this is where we celebrated our first wedding anniversary," Cloe said, answering Darren's curiosity. "Ah, yes, I just remembered. Even though at that time I myself ordered a place and prepared everything to give you a surprise," said Darren who just realized that this place had once been a place full of memories between him and Cloe. Darren realized that Cloe was deliberately reminding him of the past. Since yesterday when they talked on the phone, Cloe's tone sounded full of regret for leaving him. "I miss our beautiful moments, Darren," said Cloe while looking into Darren's eyes with a warm gaze. Without answering Cloe's statement, Darren responded with a faint smile and returned Cloe
"Mr. Darren. I still remember you very clearly when you gathered in the Golden VVIP room," Mr. Salvador said with a sardonic smile. Darren still sat, gave a small, quiet smile, and just looked at Mr. Salvador. He did not say anything. "So what, you suspect me? I acquitted you of the police charges," replied Darren who was not provoked by any emotions. Mr. Salvador smiled dismissively at Darren. He then leaned back as he folded his arms across his chest. Darren looked at Mr. Salvador. Although it was only through the look on his face, he realized that Mr. Salvador was suspicious of him. "Of course I'm suspicious of you. How could you free me so easily?" asked Mr. Salvador. After Mr. Salvador's question, Darren pretended to think for a moment. Darren moved his sitting position to a slightly inclined position, then folded his hands on the table. With a look that implied meaning, Darren replied, "Just... doing a few things. As I told you when we met in the Golden VVIP room, I'm a
Today Mr. Salvador held a press conference to which all the media and newspaper reporters in the city were invited. At this press conference, Mr. Salvador spoke about the topic that was being discussed about him. In the press conference, Mr. Salvador admitted his guilt and justified his involvement in the drug deal. "I, acknowledge my mistake for being involved in a narcotics transaction," Mr. Salvador said. Suddenly, this statement made the journalists who were there excited and threw a lot of questions at Mr. Salvador. "Since when have you been taking drugs?" asked one of the journalists at the front table. "About a year ago," Mr. Salvador replied simply. "What kind of drugs did you take, Mr. Salvador? Where did you get the drugs? Did anyone invite you to take the drugs?" a female journalist in the crowd pelted Mr. Salvador with questions that made the atmosphere in the room a little unfavorable. Hearing this made Mr. Salvador's assistant who was beside him speak up to wa
Seeing the scene of the dispute between son and father in front of him made Darren satisfied. His plan to incite Mr. Salvador under Mr. Handrick's name had succeeded. However, still in his usual calm demeanor, Darren just stayed where he was, without saying a word. "This is all Mr. Darren's doing, father. He made me do this," Mr. Salvador said, pointing at Darren. "I never told your son to do this, Mr. Handrick," Darren said, contradicting Mr. Salvador. "Do you have any proof that I told you to do this? Don't talk out of your ass, Mr. Salvador," Darren continued, addressing Mr. Salvador in turn. "You have to believe me, it was Mr. Darren who told me to," said Mr. Salvador who was still trying to blame Darren to defend himself. However, after his words, the narcotics division police immediately arrested Mr. Salvador and took him to the police station. Patricia who was standing not far from the scene made eye contact with Darren and smiled briefly, because their cooperation to trap
"What do you mean Mr. Rudolf?" Darren replied by asking Mr. Rudolf back. "Who are you?" asked Mr. Rudolf as if he was interrogating Darren. "Do I have to introduce myself? You seem to know who I am," replied Darren in a casual tone. "What is your purpose in accepting Mr. Charlotte's offer to join us? Why would a member of the Miler Family, who is famous for never doing dirty business, want to join us?" Mr. Rudolf asked Darren. "I just want to learn from those of you who have experience in this field," Darren replied innocently. "Honestly, tell us your real purpose for joining us," Mr. Rudolf urged Darren to tell the truth. "I really want to learn with you how to do dirty business in a smooth and neat way. Sooner or later I'll need those skills too, right?" Darren replied still trying to show his innocence. Seeing Darren and Mr. Rudolf arguing, Mr. Charlotte could not stand it and immediately intervened to break them up. "Already Mr. Rudolf, don't argue about somethi
Darren, still with a serious, thoughtful look on his face, continued, "I don't think Mr. Handrick would trust me that easily. Even if I said that Mr. Albern would betray him-" "He'd be more likely to believe that you were the reason he couldn't save Mr. Salvador, and Mr. Salvador killed himself?" interrupted Walt who interjected his words. Darren snapped his fingers as he nodded his head. "Yup! I need very valid evidence for Mr. Handrick to believe me. Do you have anything that shows Mr. Charlotte left with Mr. Albern?" Darren asked. "Ah, I just remembered!" Walt said. After that Darren waited for Walt to let go of the camera hanging around his neck. Darren's eyebrows shot up as Walt looked for something on the camera. "I actually took pictures of Mr. Charlotte and Mr. Albern's arrival," Walt said. "Hey, did you bring that camera with you when you did the reconnaissance on Mr. Charlotte?" Darren asked rather frantically. Walt briefly stopped his movement and move
"How dare you treat me roughly like that?!" Cloe rebuked, her voice almost shouting. Without caring about Cloe, Jack turned his gaze back to Darren. "Hey, I don't care what business you have with Cloe, but you shouldn't have come into our lives!" "I didn't come into your life, Jack. It was you... you who made me come to you again!" Darren emphasized. Because he was already annoyed, Jack suddenly growled harshly. Jack immediately punched Darren without a signal. So that Darren's body was thrown to the side. "Mr. Darren!" Walt exclaimed worriedly. Meanwhile, Jack spontaneously moved backwards due to the pressure of his energy when he punched Darren. Jack was breathing heavily. For a few seconds, he just stared at Darren. "Mr. Darren. Are you hurt?" asked Walt as he crouched beside Darren. Darren raised his palms to signal that he was fine. Even so, his head felt dizzy. He was shocked by Jack's sudden fist attack. "Ah, bastard," Darren grumbled. "He's so strong. Is he human
"What do you see, Mr. Darren?" From the side, Walt came over and asked. Darren immediately pointed to the part of the palm dust imprint he had witnessed. He asked Walt and Wayce to pay intense attention as well. "Do you know why someone would stick their palm to the glass of a car door?" Darren asked. Walt and Wayce were still silent, watching the part that Darren had pointed out. For a split second, they felt that this imprint, which at first glance looked like someone's palm, was very strange. How could not? Darren watched Walt and Wayce with a look that was both confused and curious. Darren wanted to know how Walt and Wayce would react. "Who did this?" asked Wayce. "If there's a palm print, all I know is that the person was trying to open the car door. Or he was tapping on the glass so he could call for help." "Asking for help?" asked Darren, who looked at Wayce in confusion. He silently wondered what she meant. Wayce immediately nodded her head. "You know, Mr. Darre
Darren's gaze returned to Mr. Miller. With an expression that was already starting to get dizzy, he flinched for a moment. "I'll take care of Jack so he doesn't send threats to our family," Darren said. "I'm warning you again, be careful dealing with the Walter Family, Darren!" shouted Mr. Miller as Darren walked away. After getting out of the argument with Mr. Miller, Daren immediately prepared to meet Jack who had dared to threaten his father. That very morning, Daren went to Jack's company. After arriving, Daren immediately broke into Jack's room and was detained by Jack's secretary, but to no avail. Daren managed to get into Jack's room and immediately vented his anger by pounding on Jack's desk. Jack was surprised but still looked at Darren calmly. Although in fact Jack was also annoyed at Darren's actions "Can you knock on the door? I'm not even sure you have permission to enter my room," Jack said. "What do you mean sending my father such a threatening message!
"There were no threats made to me by Mr. Charlotte. The withdrawal of the charges is purely from my own initiative, given that Mr. Charlotte has admitted his actions." A calm, thoughtful, and charming answer. Yes, Darren, always has a wise answer to any question regardless of the situation. "Aren't the companies Corpa Miller Group and The G&K Johnson Group business rivals?" "Competition in the business world is unavoidable, so I try to think more rationally in taking action and not easily get emotional just because of trivial issues," Darren answered which also became his closing statement. According to him, the three questions were enough to answer and provide sufficient information. Darren then signaled Walt to open the way and took him away from the press conference room. Suddenly Darren's departure from the stage made the journalists excited because they were not satisfied with the answers given by Darren. They then crowded towards Darren who was walking away from the
"System turn on," Darren muttered in a very low voice as he walked down the hallway. [SYSTEM ACTIVATED!] [SYNCHRONIZATION... 15% 25% 44% 56%...] Darren had just gotten information from the receptionist that Cloe was in the restaurant's VVIP room. He had also gotten a message from Cloe asking him to come directly to the VVIP room. To be honest, Darren's heart was already racing. He imagined what he would talk about with Cloe later. "Mr. Darren, you must be on your guard in case Mrs. Cloe has a plan to trap you," said Walt who walked beside Darren. Darren was somewhat snapped out of his reverie. He nodded his head. "All right, Walt. You just relax, I can guard against Cloe's devious plans," Darren said with a reassuring smile. [SYNCHRONIZATION COMPLETE!] [WHAT DO YOU NEED, DARREN?] "Protection protection," Darren replied quietly. "Connect the connection with the robotic device named Hellen." [REQUEST ACCEPTED!] [THE SYSTEM PROCESSES THE CONNECTION WITH THE ROBOT
"You were acquitted of drug charges one week ago, but now you admit guilt. Did someone pressure you? Are you a victim of guilt and slander?" When he heard the question, Mr. Salvador suddenly stopped walking, followed by the reporters who were curious about his response. Amidst the crowd of reporters and camera flashes still shining on him, Mr. Salvador looked in the direction of the question. There stood a reporter in a plaid shirt and round glasses grinning slyly at him. "How could you think of such a question?" Mr. Salvador's ambiguous words instantly made the other journalists feel compelled to listen. "What do you mean by that, Mr. Salvador?" urged one of the other reporters to give a more detailed explanation. However, Mr. Salvador preferred to remain silent. Just as he was about to resume his stalled walk, someone shouted his name in the middle of the crowd. "Salvador!" Suddenly, what had been a crowded room fell silent. Everyone in the room fell silent, inc
"Orphan told me. She's probably in the police car for protection right now, she's still in shock from the abuse she received. "You might as well help me protect Orphan, especially from the media. Don't let the media know that it was the drug cartel's henchmen who leaked the information, because it could derail my plan," Darren said. After talking at length with Patricia, Darren immediately approached Walt who was waiting for him in the car. During the trip, Darren, who sat in the passenger seat, closed his eyes as if he was replenishing his energy that had been a little drained all day. However, not long after his cell phone rang, displaying the name Mr. Charlotte, Darren picked it up. "Hello?" Darren's voice opened the conversation. "Hello, Darren. Where are you?" asked Mr. Charlotte matter-of-factly. "On my way home, Mr. Charlotte. What's going on?" Darren replied matter-of-factly, he was indeed on his way to the mansion. "Before you go home, can you join the meeting with