"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
[MESSAGER] [CLOE][Darren, let's meet at the usual place.]The message that Darren had just read was from Cloe, suddenly she invited Darren to meet. I don't know what Cloe wanted to talk to him about, but Darren agreed to the invitation. Perhaps she can provide additional information for Darren. Darren tells Walt to get ready to take him to the restaurant where Darren and Cloe usually meet. "Walt, get the car ready, I have someone to meet tonight," Darren said with his eyes still on his cell phone. "Yes, Mr. Darren," replied Walt who immediately got up from where he was standing. After a few moments Darren and Walt had left for the location. Darren, who this time wore a black knit shirt combined with a black suit matching his material pants, looked even more charismatic and relaxed at the same time. Arriving at the restaurant, Darren was immediately approached by a waiter. "Can I help you?" "Where is the reservation table on behalf of Mrs. Cloe?" asked Darren who was looking
In the middle of Darren and Cloe's conversation, Darren's cell phone rang. Patricia's name is clearly displayed on Darren's cell phone screen. Cloe who saw it immediately looked at Darren as if curious."I'll take the phone first, Cloe." Darren said while holding his cell phone and stepped into the corner of the room, away from Cloe. Darren was also surprised to get a sudden phone call from Patricia, she didn't usually call Darren directly. Patricia always contacted Darren through Walt, to avoid the suspicion of Darren's business partners. "Hello, what's up Patricia?" said Darren who greeted the phone call from Patricia. "Mr. Darren can you come to the police station now? Mr. Salvador asked to speak with you." Patricia replied in a slightly urgent tone. Patricia's request just now made Darren a little hesitant. Because this time he was carrying out his plan to find information through Cloe about what the Miller Family was doing on the night of Mrs. Jane's accident with Mr. Giordan
The atmosphere in the meeting room was suddenly heated, the two prison guards who were guarding there were surprised to hear the pounding of the table coming from Mr. Salvador. However, Darren who was the cause of Mr. Salvador's anger still looked calm and relaxed, completely unaffected by the anger of the person in front of him now. "Please don't make a scene!" said one of the guards in the corner of the room, who was still looking at Mr. Salvador from behind. As if ignoring the jailer's words, Mr. Salvador was still angrily repeating the previous question that Darren had not answered."Why did you lie to me about the press conference, which you said was my father's request and it wasn't! How dare you lie to me!" "So, just because of that issue you wanted to talk to me and didn't want to be interrogated? It's a waste of my time," Darren replied, still casually leaning his body against the shoulder of the chair."Why are you angry with me? It's your own fault," Darren continued. "
After finishing talking to Mr. Salvador, Darren decided to go home. He didn't want to spend his precious time just talking to Mr. Salvador. This time Darren did not go home to the Miller family mansion but to his new mansion. Arriving there Darren was greeted by Wayce - the head of the bodyguards along with three other bodyguards. "Welcome Mr. Darren," Wayce said with a gesture of bowing his head to salute and was followed by 3 of his men. "Hello Wayce, long time no see," replied Darren in a friendly manner. However, when observing his bodyguards there was one bodyguard who acted strangely. His attitude was different from the other two bodyguards who were usually staring straight ahead, the bodyguard occasionally looked down as if he was watching someone. Darren who started to get suspicious then asked, "Is there a new bodyguard member? Why don't I seem to recognize him?" while pointing to the bodyguard in question. "Oh yes Mr. Darren, a few days ago a member of our team resi
"Oh yeah, how long have you been working as a Bodyguard?" asked Darren still trying to find out more about the person in front of him. "It's been about 2 years Mr. Darren." replied the Bodyguard. "Before working here, where did you work?" asked Darren as if curious."In one of the companies, but shortly the company went bankrupt." replied Bodyguard starting to look confused making up stories. Darren, who saw that his behavior had changed, now began to subtly interrogate him. "Then why do you want to join as my Bodyguard? Where did you get the information about this job?""Em I found out about this job from one of my friends, who has another friend working in Mr. Darren's company as well, so I thought that if I work with the owner of a big company, there is less chance of me being dismissed," replied the Bodyguard trying to explain his reasoning which was quite reasonable. "Oh so you're working here because you want to be around me?" Darren concluded."No, that's not it Mr. Darren