Miranda and Daniella didn't speak to each other; they were lying back to back in the room when Andrew entered."What happened in the last half hour?" Andrew asked, glancing at both of them alternately.Daniella turned her body to a supine position, lifting both of her shoulders. "I lost a lot of desire to be angry after this woman kept crying, begging for forgiveness, and saying it was all her stupid mistake for trusting a man who promised her money. Forced or not, that crying will keep coming out, right? I understand."Andrew took a deep breath, signaling Daniella to remain calm. He then approached Miranda, the young woman looking pensive with vacant eyes and swollen eyes."Miranda... I want to be honest with you. Sit down."Miranda swallowed her saliva, and the held-back tears began to flow again. She looked at Daniella with deep regret."I know you were forced to do all this for money, but it was a foolish act. My question is, did you receive the money?" Andrew asked.Miranda shook
The long journey finally ended at exactly one in the afternoon. The black sedan parked perfectly at the police station where Miller was held.Andrew nudged Miranda's still soundly sleeping body and said, "Quick, wake up. Your new home is in sight."Miranda looked at Andrew dazedly. Her desire to express that Andrew's choice was a mistake was abandoned. Miranda stepped clumsily out of the car, followed by Andrew.When Daniella's door opened, Andrew held her back and said, "Wait here; let me handle it."Andrew and Miranda walked into the police station. Andrew used his powers to locate the officer in charge of Miller's file. Luckily, the officer was still in the office, so Andrew could speak to him directly."Mr. Jake," Andrew came in with a smile for the bald-headed man."Yes, who are you? And what's the matter that you need to see me?" Jake's demeanor appeared cold, but Andrew wasn't intimidated; he understood it was a common expression for a police officer."I'm Michael, a relative o
"Ivanka's name appeared on Andrew's phone call screen, not because she was calling Andrew, but the other way around. This was the third attempt by Andrew to call his ex-girlfriend, but the results were always futile. No answer. "Still struggling?" Roger came in, handing a cup of black coffee to Andrew. Both sat in front of the television room in one of the hotels at the city's border, where they isolated themselves with Daniella and Miller. "Yes, because she hasn't rejected it. She lets my calls go through and ignores them altogether. I understand Ivanka very well; if she's angry and disturbed, she would definitely reject my calls. That's what makes me confident to keep trying to contact her. Besides, she needs to know about Bo's death," Andrew said while pressing the call button on the phone screen again, the fourth attempt. "Don't waste your time on something useless. Remember your goal, Andrew. Don't you want to forget Ivanka? Or is it all just empty talk? Do you still desire her
Cigarette smoke wafted from Daniella's mouth as she sat next to Andrew, who was lying on the floor near the mini-bar in the luxurious hotel room. Her eyes looked puffy from crying all night over the conflict between her two children, coupled with the longing for affection that also lingered in her heart.From her phone, a melancholic song played, telling a story of an unhappy marriage, perfectly reflecting her own story with Calvin."Mom?" Andrew got up from his position with half-closed eyes. He approached Daniella and took the cigarette from the middle-aged woman's mouth. "Stop it. Don't think I don't know you've been sitting there for the past three hours."Daniella ignored Andrew's words, casually taking out another cigarette from the still-sealed box. However, just as she was about to light it, Andrew knocked it away again, causing the cigarette to fall from her mouth."There are dozens of cigarettes in this box, and I have more than enough money to buy cigarettes. So, let's star
Athena, Greece.White powder neatly sprawled from one end of the table to the other in Orlando's room. The white powder would be a source of happiness for Orlando. Yup, that white powder is nothing other than cocaine."Are you ready, guys?" Orlando raised both of his hands enthusiastically. Two scantily dressed women could be seen clapping behind him.Orlando approached the table and, like a vacuum cleaner, he snorted the white powder with his nose.When he reached the end of the table, Orlando seemed to collapse, lying lethargically with a broad smile. "Truly something delightful. Come here, my bunnies, I want to feel the pleasure of your lips!"The two women approached Orlando and, in unison, gave him kisses on the lips, while one of them touched Orlando's sensitive parts. A sensual scene unfolded immediately, the three of them filled with passion. The two women, hired by Orlando two days ago, were also often given drugs by Orlando to enhance their wild desires."Oh, Honey, your lip
"How long will he be left empty like that, Andrew?" Daniella's eyes focused on her other son, Miller. Andrew directed his gaze towards the food laid out in front of him."After we eat. He needs to eat too," Andrew replied casually."I'm starting to doubt if he can be tamed in Switzerland. Miller's rebellious nature worries me, Andrew. It's not that I doubt you, but... it's impossible for him to remain empty like this indefinitely, right?"Daniella laid down her spoon and fork, her forehead creasing. This conversation had been recurring, but Andrew didn't pay much attention, knowing Daniella wouldn't be satisfied with his answers.Now, Andrew just looked at Daniella, nodding quietly without commenting.Roger, observing the scene, immediately took charge and faced Daniella. "Trust me, Daniella. Everything will be fine. Nothing will harm Miller. He won't stay empty like this, Andrew will handle everything perfectly.""If my mother still doesn't want to hear us, just ignore her, Roger. Si
The condition of the bar, which was increasingly crowded and filled with screams from several sad visitors, made Andrew quite depressed. His body was tired, he wanted to sleep immediately. "Damn, how can I go home if Alberto has already joined the old men there. I want to sleep, should I just drag him away from this bar?” Andrew muttered. In the middle of his question, a middle-aged man appeared who had been watching him. A middle-aged man who was sitting not far from Andrew's position. "Are you waiting for Alberto?" asked the middle-aged man. "Yes. How do you know?" Andrew asked back with a confused face. "I'm his old friend, I happened to be sitting near you all this time and saw how sadness still enveloped the old man. If you want to go home, please. Alberto, you don't need to wait, I'll be the one to take him later. Coincidentally, I was with my friend, our houses were in the same direction. I won't let him drive if he's drunk. H
Andrew returned to the yacht at exactly four in the morning, where Ryan was sitting in front of the yacht enjoying a cigarette. Upon seeing Andrew's arrival, Ryan quickly stood up and called for his father who was on the yacht where he was. "Andrew, Andrew, Andrew, how's it going? Have you finished the task my father assigned to you?" Andrew gave a wry smile. "If I hadn't finished, I wouldn't be back here. I have principles in my work, Ryan. Everything must go according to the orders given. Where's your father? I want to meet him so I can rest." "Just wait a moment, I woke him up earlier. He said he'll be here in five to ten minutes. By the way, I want to talk to you too. Something important, something related to what you just did." "What? Just say it, don't beat around the bush." Ryan looked around, then approached Andrew and whispered. "I want you to kill my girlfriend." Instinctively, Andrew pushed Ryan's body away. He s