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
"I don't know, Grace! Do you have any crazy ideas, Grace?" Aldo asked back."Damn you, Aldo! At a time like this, you're asking me for ideas. Either we get out of the way, or we pretend to stop," Mrs. Grace replied."You're not giving me a choice, Grace?" asked Aldo with an annoyed snort."So, what are you going to do Aldo? Do we stop and wait for their reaction?" asked Mrs. Grace.Aldo didn't answer Mistress Grace's question, he accelerated his car, so that the car behind him would be left behind. Unfortunately, Aldo felt something wrong with his brakes. Aldo began to look panicked, until Mrs. Grace was surprised to see the change in Aldo's face."What's wrong, Aldo? Do you look anxious? Are you afraid of the people following us?" asked Mrs. Grace.Again, Aldo didn't answer her question. He was trying to figure out how to control the speed of his car."Aldo, what's wrong?" asked Mrs. Grace in a high tone."Shit! Someone sabotaged my brakes!" replied Aldo.Hearing Aldo explanation, M
"What's wrong, Aldo? Are you still able to walk?" asked Mrs. Grace. "We'd better take the path, Grace! It's too risky to walk on the highway," Aldo replied.Mrs. Grace complied with Aldo's request to walk on the path.Just as they were about to turn back onto the path, a Rolls-Royce passed them from the opposite direction. The car suddenly stopped not far from them.Aldo and Mrs. Grace exchanged glances and wondered."Aldo, it looks like the car stopped behind us," Mrs. Grace said."Relax, we'll wait for the reaction!" replied Aldo.The Rolls-Royce approached them in reverse."Oh my! He's coming, Aldo!" whispered Mrs. Grace."Don't look back, Grace! Let's just wait for his reaction," replied Aldo, who continued to walk beside Mrs. Grace.The Rolls-Royce passed them and stopped in front of them.The person in the back seat opened the window slightly as he continued to observe Aldo and Mrs. Grace."What's wrong, sir?" the Rolls-Royce driver asked."I think I recognize that woman, Beno!