"So, who is that little girl in the photo Majid? Is she your younger sister? And where is she now?"Kelly did not see Majid blink his eyes, which indicated that he did not know.As Kelly was asking Majid about his sister, the door to the room suddenly burst open.It was Mrs. Paula who opened the door and walked in, saying,"Miss Kelly, Mr. Ibra's guests have all gone home. Please help Aunt Oni to tidy up and clean up all the tableware.""Yes ma'am, I will immediately tidy up and clean up all the cutlery," Kelly replied. Kelly turned to Majid and said,"I'll be back tomorrow morning, now I'll clean up all the tableware on the banquet table."Kelly then left Majid's room and went straight to the banquet hall.Kelly could see that Madame Paula was a bit agitated, and had been pacing back and forth on her cell phone.Kelly guessed that Mrs. Paula must be thinking about Amrin who had left home.Sometimes she was seen calling someone outside the house."Why does Mrs. Paula look so agitated
"How outrageous of you, Amrin! Do you think I'm as cheap as you think I am? I may be a village girl, but I have something you don't have!" said Kelly in a high tone. "Hahaha, what don't I have, village girl?" asked Amrin with a laugh. "I have pride, and you don't have any. You think everything can be bought with money. Can you afford self-respect?" "Hahaha, how much are you worth, kampung girl? You just mention the amount, I'll pay it in cash," Amrin replied curtly. "Your mind is like a child, only your body is big but your mind is narrow. If I could choose between you and a child, I would choose a child," Kelly said. "Never mind Mr. Amrin, why do you two always make such a fuss when you meet? Aren't you afraid that your father will be angry at your presence?" said Aunty Oni. "Why should I be afraid, auntie? The one who deserves your father's wrath is this village girl, not me!" replied Amrin. Kelly didn't want to argue with Amrin anymore, so she said goodbye to Auntie Oni and
Kelly hurried over to Mr. Ibra who was waiting for her in the kitchen."Did you call me?" asked Kelly when she was in front of Mr. Ibra."Do you know where Madame Paula went?""I was invited by Madame Paula to go. But she didn't tell me where she was going. Because I was afraid that she was still being sought by the prostitution mafia, I didn't dare to go," Kelly replied."How long has Madame Paula been gone, Miss?""Maybe fifteen minutes ago, sir!" replied Kelly."Alright, you go back to your room!"Mr. Ibra pleaded. Kelly returned to her room without looking back.With swift steps, Mr. Ibra stepped outside and called his personal driver.Seeing Mr. Ibra walking swiftly, the driver immediately opened the back door of the car for Mr. Ibra. When Mr. Ibra was seated in the car, the driver asked,"Where to, sir?""The usual place!" replied Mr. Ibra briefly.The driver drove slowly through the gate.Once outside the gate, the driver drove the car at high speed.As the day wore on, Mrs.
"Are you challenging me, old mother? You think you came here so easily, don't expect to return home safely, old mother! Who are you dealing with, huh? Tell me quickly, do you want the soft way or the rough way." snapped Mr. Drake, as his hand gestured to his men."Hihihi, I guess you'll never do anything subtle, Mr. Drake! Never mind fighting, even in love you're so rude," said Mrs. Grace."Damn you old lady, you dare to speak about me in front of my men! You're looking dead, old lady! All of you, what are you waiting for? Attack them!"Mr. Drake's fighters surrounded Aldo and Lady Grace, leaving no room for them to escape."Lord Drake, are you not sorry for the bloodshed in your palace? Just because we haven't found the girl, you immediately want to kill us both. How many virgins do you think there are in this city? You're only after one girl who you don't know the whereabouts of at all. I dare you, if you can find her in two days, you can take both of our lives. We won't fight you, w
"Hahaha I knew you'd say that, old lady! Now, you back off, let Aldo fight my three fighters," Mr. Drake pointed his index finger at Aldo. Aldo approached Mrs. Grace, who was still standing there with her hands clenched tightly into fists.Her eyes glared at Mr. Drake, as if she wanted to smash his head in."What did I tell you Grace, you just sit back and watch in the corner. Don't act rashly in front of Mr. Drake, I'll make sure to defeat those three fighters. If anything happens to me, you leave this place immediately!" Aldo said. "I won't leave you, Aldo! If we die in this place, I'll be ready," retorted Mrs. Grace."How stubborn!" grumbled Aldo.Mrs. Grace took a few steps back and sat in the corner of the room.Meanwhile, three of Mr. Drake's fighters had already advanced in front of Aldo, setting up a stance to attack.One of the fighters said sarcastically to Aldo before attacking."I'm sorry Aldo, it is with great reluctance that I will take your life today. If you have any
As Aldo passed Bimo, he turned his head and said,"Next time, let's finish our fight!""Whenever you're ready, Aldo!" replied Bimo with a glare at Aldo. Mrs. Grace and Aldo walked out of Mr. Drake's compound like a couple. Once they were outside the headquarters, Mrs. Grace asked Aldo, "Now, what should we do?""You shouldn't ask, Grace! We're definitely going to the brothel on duty. Aren't you in charge of supervising the members there?" Aldo replied, asking back."I'm not in the mood for duty, Aldo! Why don't we go to the casino for a drink?" asked Mrs. Grace back."Oh my! Are there no drinks in the brothel, Grace?" Aldo asked back."I'm tired of the drinks there, there's nothing else to drink. Let's see, how much did Mr. Drake give us?" asked Madame Grace.Aldo took Mr. Drake's money out of the envelope."Wow, it turns out Mr. Drake is not too stingy. Come on Aldo, let's take a break!" said Mrs. Grace."This is for you, Grace! Think of it as a replacement for the money your son t
"What sound? I didn't hear any sound, only crickets and frogs," replied Mr. Badri, who was surprised by Brandon's question. "Well, there you are, old man! You just pretended to be asleep and didn't answer my question. I was just testing you to see if you were really asleep or not," Brandon replied. "How clever of you to test me, young man! I thought you heard something strange earlier," said Mr. Badri. Mr. Badri was silent for a moment, planning to ask Brandon what happened during the night."Young man, has anything strange happened to you lately?""What do you mean, old man?" Brandon asked back. "I mean, have you had anything odd or strange happen to you while you've been here?" replied Mr. Badri, as he asked the question back. "I don't know! I told you, I don't remember anything that happened to me while I was here. The more I remember, the more it torments me. Why are you asking me this, old man? Do you see anything strange in me?" Brandon asked back."I see strangeness in you
"Why, old man? Like you're really surprised to hear that? Do you know my mother, old man?" asked Brandon."Since when does your mother work in that brothel, young man?" asked Mr. Badri back. "How would I know! You haven't answered my question, old man! Did my mother have anything to do with the murder of your son and wife, old man?" Brandon replied, asking the same question.Mr. Badri furrowed his brow, as if remembering something."I don't know! As I recall, there was no woman present when my wife and son were killed," Mr. Badri replied. "So, my mother wasn't on the list of people you were going to avenge, old man?" Brandon asked for confirmation."Yes! Besides, I don't know your mother, young man!" replied Mr. Badri."Do you have a full name, old man?" asked Brandon again."Why do you want to know my name? Don't you want to know my name, young man? After all, I've told you my name before," Mr. Badri asked back. "Don't start, old man! I'm being serious, you're being evasive. I for