Just a few seconds ago he talked big like a genuine main character. There’s no way he is pulling back now. So he forces to act brave like he has nine lives to spare like some mythical cat.“So what if you have a gun? What are you going to do then? Shoot me? Here? Don’t you know who I am? I’m the son of…”Thomas suddenly shoots him without a warning. The shot misses, or maybe not. But the tip of the guy’s left ear is burning hot, grazed by the bullet.Still pointing the gun at the man, Thomas asks by faking a curious expression. “Excuse me! What were you trying to say just now?”Morgan is petrified like a stuffed scaredy-kitten, and then slowly raises both hands with trembling lips. He is gulping with a blank mind, with his instinct forcing him to apologize rather than losing his life.“Ap, ap, ap, apologize, sir!” Morgan stutters.“Apologize? Oh, that’s right! Should I go out there to apologize for this lady?” Thomas asks.The dude gives an awkward smile. “Nah, it’s okay! I’ll take my
He gets inside the house, and finds Naomi sitting with Erica in front of a custom bar. Their mood seems somewhat gloomy.“Hey, where should I put this suitcase?” Thomas asks from the living room.But Naomi isn’t responding to his call. Erica simply gives him a sign to go upstairs.Thomas leaves them, and goes straight into the first room he finds on the second floor. He drops the suitcase and then stands right in front of the bed.“Inventory! Take out the items from Box no. 13, 14, and 15!”A blue light appears before him, with a few lightning sparks. Three suitcases drop from it and fall onto the bed.Feeling hungry, he goes to the kitchen to check the fridge. Unfortunately, there is nothing he can eat there. He returns to Naomi, and finds her alone, holding a glass of drink with a bottle of whiskey in front of her.“Where is your friend?” Thomas asks.“She left! Why?” Naomi replies before bringing the glass closer to her lips.Thomas immediately snatches the glass from her. Naomi gla
The gun safety has been unlocked, and he looks so ready to pull the trigger. Clearly he doesn’t hate Naomi. His face is still flat without showing any hatred.The problem now, he only knew her two days ago. It’s not long enough for him to trust the girl, and there’s no reason for him to bet his life by trusting her.However, the gun and his hand are trembling, and his face looks so mad for not being able to make the move.“Come on, Thomas! You have the reason to kill her!”He has killed so many men before this. But now, he finds it hard to pull the trigger. His mind keeps telling him to kill, yet his heart says no.Somehow, the scene where Naomi defended him against her father resurfaces in his head. That’s how much trust the girl put on him, to the point she chose him over her own father.It makes Thomas look so irritated, finding another reason not to kill Naomi.“Fuck!” He curses with a stifled voice, and lowers his gun.Only now does he feel hatred slowly growing inside his heart.
It has only been four days since Naomi left the house, and Anastasia Nixon already has the audacity to act like the genuine first lady there.As the maids are busy doing the meaningless chores she has given, she is lying on the sofa while chatting with someone on the phone.[I hope you don't get too comfortable there and forget about your job]“Yeah! It’s so nice here! What can I say?”[What about the dog? Has it shown any symptoms?]“You know what? Adam Saunders really loves me. She treats me like a queen! Why would I care about the job and the dog you gave me?”[Hey! You better watch your words. We could kill you anytime!]“If you really think you can do it, go ahead! I have Adam Saunders who is going to protect me!”She ends the talk, and then immediately averts her attention to the maids. She starts becoming busy pointing her finger here and there giving instructions like a boss.Everything in the house looks so wrong in her eyes. She moves things, furniture, wall hangings, changes
Instead of feeling sorry, he even intends to kick it to vent out his madness. But he immediately cancels it, as he notices that the dog is looking in so much pain.The small dog is shaking, with saliva mixed with blood coming out of its mouth. And soon, the dog stops moving.“Arrgh, fuck!” Adam whines as he shakes his wounded hand. “Don’t blame me! You were the one who started it!”Still in a towel, he goes out to look for Ana. But Matilda tells him that Ana has already left the house.Not wanting to be late, Adam ignores the issue, and tells the gardener to take care of the dead Chihuahua. Before 7pm, he leaves the house ignoring how lethal the dog’s bite is.On the other hand, Anastasia Nixon has arrived at her residence, which is located in a busy and dense business district, adjacent to Sommerchill.This area is known as the home of the tallest building in Drada, popular for its nightlife which is always bright with neon lights from brothels, nightclubs and casinos.Ana herself li
On the same night, a number of popular philanthropists gather at the Governor's residence in Meelwent District. They are members of a foundation called the Grassroots Economic Fund.The house is not too big, but it isn’t too bad for a governor. It is located not too far from where Naomi currently lives.Apparently, Naomi also attends the event, being accompanied by her fake boyfriend, Thomas. Of the many luxury cars in the governor's yard, only Naomi's car looks the most humble and old.The appearance of that beetle car steals the attention of many people. How could it not? Although these philanthropists said they cared about the fate of the grassroots, in reality they are just a bunch of arrogant rich people.“I bet they're here looking for donations. Or maybe, to submit a business proposal to us.”“But we didn’t come here to do charity, did we?”“Of course, no! But you know them. Just like flies, they will always flock to us wherever we gather.”“Someone needs to kick them out of her
Naomi looks so anxious, and tries to clear things between her and Morgan. “Hey, wait! That was only a misunderstanding between us. You don’t have to call the police!”But Morgan keeps silent with his ugly arrogant smile, holding a phone to his ear waiting for the call to connect. A few seconds later...[6-9-9! What’s your emergency?]“My name is Morgan Mitchell, the governor’s son. There’s a serious criminal in my house at the moment. My men have arrested him. Please send some people here!”Naomi is clouded with anxiety now, her face looks desperate. And Morgan, he looks so satisfied, chuckling with his sinister grin.The Meelwent police station is not too far from the governor's residence. In less than 10 minutes, two police cars arrive at the scene.However, these police cars unable to enter the gate because of cars from other invited guests blocking their way. One of them is actually Adam Saunders, who is currently accompanied by Alfred as his personal driver.“I didn't expect it to
Naomi receives the keys and holds it tightly. She points her index finger at Morgan's face, warning him of the consequences of his actions. “Mark my words! Your ignorance will cost your father’s career as governor in this city!”Morgan is taken aback, looking confused because of Naomi’s words. Somehow, he feels an odd anxiety, but still thinks that she is only speaking nonsense.“Was that a threat?” He chuckles, forcing an indifferent look. “What can a peasant like you do to me? Need I remind you of my status here? I’m Morgan Mitchell, the son of the most powerful man in Drada! Who are you to threaten me?”With face red painted by anger, Naomi stares at Morgan with so much resentment. Not having any mood to give any explanation regarding her true identity, she chooses to get into her car.Outside the gate, as the police escort Thomas, they have the chance to run into Adam Saunders. Adam even deliberately stands right in front of Thomas as if blocking his way.But the police don’t scol
As if no longer having the strength to stand on two feet, Naomi lifelessly kneels down with a pitiful pale face. Her eyes are watery, and her two hands with trembling fingers covering her mouth.As an educated person, she knows so well that it’s already too late to save her father’s life. Not even the best doctor in the world can save Adam Saunders’ life.On the other hand, Mr. Chicote can no longer argue the two doctors anymore. He looks so stupid, gulping with a pale face, realizing how fuck up he is at the moment.“Now you realize how stupid you have been in my eyes?” Alfred, who has just come out of the isolation room, states coldly to Mr. Chicote’s face. “I don't care whether ghosts exist or not. But I can say for sure that you are just a swindler, taking advantage of other people's suffering to extort their money.”“Nonsense!” Mr. Chicote refutes. “She was the one who asked for my help, and I do what I can do based on my knowledge.”“Based on your knowledge? So what about the gho
Alfred looks so mad, but his eyes are red and sparkling with tears due to anguish and despair. And Mr. Chicote, like he doesn’t give a damn what causes Alfred’s sorrow, suddenly slaps him in the face and yells back.“Just because you can’t see them, doesn’t mean they don’t exist! It’s like your brain, no matter how stupid you are, you still have a brain even though you can’t see it. It’s either you are ignorant, or you know it but deliberately let the devil use you to lead people astray!”Alfred is stunned, his face looks baffled. Not because the word has succeeded in providing enlightenment, but because of the old man’s audacity in slapping him in front of other people.He grabs the man’s black robe with just his left hand and then pushes him hard against the wall, making the glass wall shake with it.The nurse tries to stop the fight, but Alfred ignores her and brings his face closer to Mr. Chicote.“How dare you slap my face? Even my boss never did that to me!” He croaks, his voice
Carefully, she starts tidying the bedroom without disrupting the arrangement of those strange objects. Until a few moments later, she feels a strange breezy softly blowing her beautiful hair.It could just be the wind coming out from the bathroom with an unclosed window. But she thinks it is some kind of bad premonition.Feeling eerie, she immediately gets out of the room while taking her phone out to make a call.[Immanuel Chicote here!]“Mr. Chicote! It’s me, Naomi Saunders!”[My child! How is your father’s situation?”“Um, could you come here, please? I don’t feel quite right about the situation in this house.”[Sure! I’ll be right there!]Not daring to be alone on that second floor, she hurries down to the kitchen to see the maids.“Matilda! Could you make lemonade tea for me?” She politely asks before taking a seat.“We've used all the lemons yesterday?” Matilda deplores. “It's something that Anastasia Nixon didn't like, and that Mr. Chicote used as a talisman to keep her away fro
After listening to Matilda's explanation, Naomi slowly turns her face to the direction where her father went. She no longer sees the car, but her face is now painted with worry.In the past few days, her father has often behaved strangely, always filled with excessive fear, worried about people who might be after his life.Adam even said that he was visited by Anastasia Nixon and her Chihuahua, both in his dreams and when he was conscious.And Naomi, who does believe in superstition, has also called a psychic to cleanse her house of all forms of negative energy. But it seems that wasn't enough.“Alfred! We need to call Mr. Immanuel Chicote back to cleanse my house.”Alfred is grimacing as soon as he hears what Naomi has just said. And of course, Naomi understands very well what his reaction means.“I know this sounds stupid to you,” Naomi continues impatiently. “But we have no other choice. I know for sure that my father is not crazy. Of all the hallucinations he has, he sees the ghost
The situation at the Saunders Properties Trust office is being made busy by Alfred. It’s about Naomi, who left the office without anyone knowing where she went. It’s been more than three hours, and she hasn’t come back.“How come no one knows? What are you guys doing here anyway?” He grunts.“Welcoming guests with greetings and a smile,” replies the receptionist.“Monitoring the people in this lobby,” says one of the security officers.Alfred squints at that man. “And you didn’t see her leaving?”“I did! But it’s not my place to question her, or even prevent her from leaving the office. She is the boss,” the security officer argues.“Oh, God! Don’t you even realize her situation?” Alfred deplores.All those employees can only show their oblivions. Alfred rubs his head in frustration, before coming back to the receptionist.“Have you tried to call her?” he asks.“I have! But it’s out of reach,” replies the female receptionist.“Call it again!” Alfred exclaims as he walks away. “Keep try
Feeling insulted, Alfred vents his anger by throwing a punch. Thomas evades it simply by taking his head away, and again, he responds to it with another slap.This situation continues to repeat, with Alfred continually trying to hit Thomas but never succeeding and always getting slapped in return.“Come on! Is this all you got?” Thomas taunts.Five minutes have past, and that tough looking face is now swollen on the left side. With both knees and hands on the ground, Alfred looks down with a frustrated face.“Is it the gun that you really want, or humiliation?” Thomas provokes coldly.But Alfred doesn't even dare to look back at Thomas anymore. It is a fair fight, one on one, with Thomas not letting anyone interfere with their affair. Yet, he really can’t do anything.Even with the anger filling his heart, he is now realizing how far the gap between him and Thomas is. This is the first time someone has made him so helpless. His self-esteem has been crushed so badly after receiving so m
- Two Hours Earlier, When Alfred Was Taking Erica to Visit Thomas -As before, Alfred's arrival at this dilapidated block is again greeted by several street thugs with unfriendly looks. At least, his car is no longer stopped by these thugs.It seems like they are already familiar with the car Alfred is driving, and they are just following with their BMXs and off road bikes.More than two dozen of them, and all of whom are holding weapons. Metal baseball clubs, big wrenches with some metal chains, wired wooden clubs, you name it. Some of them even have guns tucked into their waists.“Alfred! What are we doing in this place?” asks Erica, looking around with an awry face.“Didn’t you ask me to take you here?” Alfred replies rhetorically, still looking composed driving the car slowly.“What do you mean?” Erica shows her confusion.Alfred doesn’t say anymore. He simply stops the car on the side of the road, right in front of an old and humble apartment building.“This is where he lives,” ut
Some people might think that a woman’s mood can easily improve after a good night’s sleep. However, Naomi’s situation is different. Since ending her relationship with Thomas, she hasn’t been able to regain her usual self.Recently, she has been spending all her working hours inside her office. As she is engrossed with the amulet left by her late mother, a knock on the door suddenly interrupts her reverie.“Come in!”It turns out to be Erica, greeting spiritedly like always. “Yo, Naomi! Aren't you going out again today?”Naomi acts as if there’s nothing wrong. “Why? Is there something that I need to do outside?”Erica gives her a smile by shrugging a little, and approaches her. “Girl! You don't need to hide it from me. Everyone has noticed your changes.”“What changes?” Naomi looks baffled.“Come on! I admit he's a good guy. But you're Naomi Saunders. There are so many better men out there. You shouldn't be so fixated on him.”“Sigh! There’s nothing between us,” Naomi denies. “You shoul
Without saying much, Thomas decides to walk away. Naomi makes a pouting face, looking so dissatisfied.She is indeed upset. But deep down in her heart, she expects Thomas to defend himself, and tries to convince her. Carrying a feeling of disappointment, she gets into the car and starts it.Soon after that beetle car moves past the gate, Adam tilts his head a little like giving an order to Alfred. Knowing exactly what order Adam has given, Alfred hurries after Thomas.“Hey! You forgot something!”Thomas turns around, and instantly, a hard punch hits him in the face that causes him to staggering. As if that isn’t enough, Alfred punches him once more, sending him crashing on the ground.Adam approaches him composedly, and rummages all over Thomas’ body. He finds a roll of cash from Thomas’ pocket, and then gives it to Alfred.He doesn’t stop there! He keeps rummaging, to make sure whether Thomas brings any weapons with him or not.However, there’s no weapon to be found but only Thomas’ w