Together with his assistant, Morgan came to B&F Corporation. He had a tense look on his face. He was embarrassed and also shocked by the news that was being reported by the media.
"Mr.Morgan, welcome," greeted a bodyguard at the door.
"Is Demian in?" asked Morgan, not returning the greeting. He was angry, not wanting to care about anything other than seeing and talking to his son.
"Yes, sir. But Mr.Demian has said he doesn't want to be disturbed by anyone. Mr.Niel is also away. If you have a message, please just tell me. I will deliver it directly to Mr.Demian."
Ignoring the prohibition, Morgan waltzed into the room. Once inside, he immediately received an unfriendly stare from Demian who was enjoying a cigar while sitting on the edge of the table.
"Explain the truth of the news that is being reported by the media. Is it true that you and Rosalind slee
PlaakkkNiel's head turned to the side as he received a slap from his boss. The corner of his lips was dripping with blood. Being used to this kind of treatment did not make Niel weak or afraid. Instead, he felt guilty for making his boss angry."What reason do you have to keep her illness a secret from me, huh?" snapped Demian with a blazing gaze. He felt no compassion at all seeing the corner of Niel's lip cut and bleeding. It was still much better than shooting his solar plexus with a firearm. He had tried hard to restrain himself."I'm sorry, sir. I had no ill intentions in keeping Mr.Morgan's condition a secret from you," Niel replied calmly."Sorry you say?""Your relationship is not good. So I thought that telling you about this matter would spoil your mood." Niel looked at his boss. "I don't intend to keep it a secret for a long time. It's just that I ha
"You know who I really am. But about Father, I'm not acting at all. I was treated very badly by my family before. Ostracized and always bullied as an unlucky child just because I was born a woman. However, when I entered the Stewart family, I could feel the sincere love of a father." A pause of a few seconds. Rosalind's eyes glazed over as she continued to speak. "Niel, Father has a very important role in my life even though we haven't known each other for long. I love him. Very much."There was a sense of emotion that rushed into his heart as Niel heard Ms.Rosalind's confession. There was a sincerity on her face that came from the bottom of her heart. Despite having another purpose when entering the Stewart family, in fact this woman still had a human side. Niel was relieved. At least this way he did not have to worry about Mr.Morgan's safety anymore. "Miss, about the news circulating widely on the internet, is it true that you were not involved?" Niel asked. "Mr.Demian is very hurt
Rosalind and Demian sat face to face in the room. They were now at home, or rather Rosalind had been forced home while her father-in-law was still in the operating room. "Explain!""What is there to explain?""Don't play dumb. I know damn well this whole mess is coming from you!" said Demian as he pointed at Rosalind's face with fury. "You're the brains behind the news that's being talked about in the media. Because apart from the two of us, no one knows that we haven't been sleeping in the same bed. Admit it!"Demian's intimidation did not make Rosalind feel cornered. She calmly took a breath as she stared intently into her husband's piercing eyes. It was obvious that he was trying hard to contain his anger. "Dem, back at the hospital didn't I say that I didn't know anything about the news? Why are you harassing me again now? How do I have to prove that I have nothing to do with all this?"Rosalind's answer made Demian even more annoyed. He then kicked the glass table in front of hi
Dylan watched Rosalind closely as he noticed something different about her. The way she walked was strange. Slow, as if something was stuck in her lower body. "This is what happens when you have parents who aren't good at raising children. Wild and shameless."A sentence of mockery instantly made Dylan clench both hands. Demian... this bastard was satirizing him on purpose. What a piece of shit. Huh. "If you feel unhappy with my sarcasm, please defend yourself. Don't get arrested. You'll die soon," Demian taunted as he sat down on the chair. He ignored Rosalind when she brought him breakfast. "Do you think I'm that low to like the wife of an asshole like you?" said Dylan, trying to remain calm. "Why not? What man would shamelessly invite someone's wife to spend quality time together without asking permission if it wasn't you?""Shut your mouth, asshole!"Demian gave Dylan a glance. "This is the dining table. Can't you guys have breakfast in peace?" Rosalind looked alternately at
Katty couldn't stop struggling hoping that the bonds on her hands could be untied soon. I don't know how long she had been here. What was certain was that it had been more than a day and a night. "Asshole! Who exactly has kidnapped me? What's the reason?" Katty cursed when she couldn't break free. She then squealed in pain as the rope around her wrists scraped her skin. "Argggg, the bonds are too strong. My hands will be deformed if I keep forcing them off. But if I don't get free soon, when can I escape from this damn place?"Arguing to herself, Katty wondered who had kidnapped and kept her in that place. She remembered that yesterday she was just about to go home after gossiping with her social friends to spread rumors about Demian refusing to sleep in Rosalind's bed. Just as she was about to get into the car, someone covered her head with a black cloth from behind and injected something that made her unconscious. And here he is now. Tied up in a dark and dirty empty room. (Was th
Sreettt"Akkhh!"Rosalind squealed in shock as someone suddenly pulled her arm from behind. She, who was about to enter the room, was shocked to see who it was. "Dylan, what the hell? Why are you being rude to me?""Tell me where you and that bastard hid my mom. I know you two conspired to kidnap her. Tell me where my mom is!" shouted Dylan as he glared at Rosalind. He deliberately strengthened his grip on her wrist with intimidating intent. "Hiding mom?" Rosalind frowned. "What did I do that for? Don't just accuse me.""Don't be evasive. I'm sure the mastermind behind mom's disappearance is Demian, and you're involved too. Right?""What's the proof that I kidnapped mom?"There was a grinding of teeth inside Dylan's mouth as he heard Rosalind's words. This woman .... "Let go!""Tell me where your mother is hidden first. Then I'll let you go," Dylan said refusing to let Rosalind go."You can't be this shameless, Dylan. I really don't know where mom is. And this," Rosalind pointed to
Like a madman, Dylan went to and fro in search of his mother's whereabouts. He was so worried that he didn't even notice the strange attitude in Rosalind. Dylan even forgot about his father, who had just finished surgery. Her mind was in turmoil. "Where are you, Mom," Dylan muttered as he rubbed his face. Frustrated and tired, he kicked a worn-out garbage can not far from him. "I've repeatedly warned you not to act rashly to provoke Demian's emotions, why didn't you listen. Now it's all messed up. I don't even know if you're alive or dead."Earlier, after talking to Rosalind, Dylan had gone straight to the place where his mother was allegedly being held. However, once here, Dylan found no one. Let alone her mother, there were no human traces. This location was far from the city and was abandoned. It seemed a little unlikely that the bastard had hidden her in this place. "I need to contact Rosalind. Only that woman can help me find mom's whereabouts now," Dylan hurriedly reached into
Outside the room, Niel walked back and forth while keeping his eyes on the closed door of his boss's room. It had been thirty minutes since his boss had forced Ms. Rosalind into the room. Niel was worried that something bad had happened in there given the violent argument that had just taken place. "Let's hope Mr. Demian doesn't really punish you Ms.Rosalind. That could worsen Mr.Morgan's condition later," Niel said to himself. I don't know what Rosalind was thinking to tell Dylan about Katty's location. Thinking about this made Niel's head hurt. Already knowing that his boss hated betrayal, the woman had deliberately fed herself. Niel really couldn't understand why anyone would willingly mortgage their own safety for the sake of someone else. (Should I just knock on the door? But what if that makes Mr.Morgan even angrier?) Just as Niel was in a dilemma, the cell phone in his coat pocket rang. He quickly picked it up to see who was calling. "Why is he calling me? Did Mr.Dylan mana