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
Can you imagine a situation, where you managed to get your hands on the 50 carat vivid blue diamond you had been dreaming of for years?But, unfortunately, your servant stupidly throws the diamond into the river like a worthless pebble.That is Jackson Mitchell's situation right now. He is so shocked with a gaped mouth, finding it hard to believe the ladies’ testimonies.As soon after he salvages his sanity, he immediately rushes out of the house while ranting with an awry confusion.“Why the hell did they throw her out?”Once he gets outside, he finds three servants relaxing, squatting on the edge of the driveway on the left side of the house near a cabin for a workshop.They look so engrossed in conversation, holding cups of coffee and smoking cigarettes. Their carefree attitude only makes Jackson Mitchell even more frustrated.He approaches them with heavy quick steps that his fat belly starts shaking up and down. The three servants realize the possibility of an incoming disaster.O
“I don’t care what you did with this lowly whore! I’m asking you! Why the hell did you kick Naomi out of my house! You’ve been only at home for a week, yet you’ve already ruined a year-worth of campaign!”Jackson isn’t holding back in venting out his frustration. Morgan is now rubbing his red cheek, looking confused, still oblivious about what made his father so angry.This spoiled son doesn't know the situation and struggles of his father all this time. He doesn't understand how difficult it is to compete in the gubernatorial election independently against people who have the support of political parties.“Naomi?” Morgan mumbles with confusion.“I am only who I am today thanks to the support of the people who funded my campaign. And they all revolved around her late mother, you know that? It was her mother who paid your tuition since high school. Even for your college, she had paid everything beforehand!” Jackson explains it impatiently, with a desperate face painted by anguish.Only
Something Jackson hasn’t realized yet, his son is actually dating a third grade high school girl who is going to graduate in two months.Girls at her age, it’s hard to predict what they are going to do when they are so broken like this. While Jackson is still staring blankly at the crowd with a pale face, the girl kicks his crotch.The previous three servants, who are still there in front of the cabin, simultaneously show their painful expression.“Ewwww!!!”Jackson kneels down, holding the excruciating pain in his nuts. And the girl, she is now running away while asking for help.“Please! Help me! I was raped! The Governor’s son has raped me!”She stumbles a few times, and then crawls toward the crowds. She is lying, for sure. But her terrible state, that pale terrified face, anguish and desperation, they are not fake at all.She is so pretty yet skinny, looking fragile that easily invites people’s sympathy. A kindhearted middle-aged lady approaches her while taking off her long fur
- Let me take you back to approximately two hours ago, when Thomas was being taken to one of Meelwent police stations. -This is not the Drada police headquarters, only a branch office of the Metropolitan Police Department of the District of Meelwent.It doesn’t look too busy, because Meelwent is the district with the lowest crime rate in Drada, not a suitable place for police officers who expect to rise quickly.It is safe to say that Thomas' case has the potential to be the biggest case they will ever handle, and those police officers are certainly looking so excited right now.“Gabriel! Get out and tell everyone we just caught a big fish!”“Oh, sure!”That officer named Gabriel rushes out of the car, and runs excitedly. But then, he stops and looks back, calling his partner who is going to take Thomas out of his car.“Hey, Kevin! Be careful with that man! You never know what that guy can do in that situation!”“Just be quick!”To be treated like a big criminal, Thomas can only put o
Officer Scott looks so curious. He takes out the bullets from the loader one by one, and indeed the loader is still at its maximum capacity.But still, these two officers look confused about what Thomas is trying to convey with his argument. And Thomas realizes their confusion.“Give me a break!” Thomas continues underestimating them with a funny look. “You don’t realize what’s wrong with the gun! Yet, you still act like the big shots in front of me!”“So what if the loader is still full?” Officer Scott inquires, his face looks irritated.“That son of the Governor, didn't he accuse me of firing my gun to scare him?” replies Thomas rhetorically. “Now you see it for yourselves, I haven’t used the gun yet! It's clear that he was lying with his accusations.”He closes his argument with a silly chuckle, which only provokes those two officers’ irritation.Now they know how ignorant they have been so far. But their arrogances are too big for their pockets to hide. There’s no way they would ju
This Lothario has always seen himself superior to Thomas who is just the son of a farmer. Of course, the mocking tone coming from Thomas enrages him.But he can’t refute it, because what Thomas said was true. Not wanting to look too embarrassed, he shows a nonchalant smile, and walks away. But…“Hey!” Thomas calls. “You’ve been so kind to bring me this food. Can’t you take off these handcuffs on my hands? How am I going to eat these French fries?”Lothario turns back. He looks so annoyed. But then again, he was told to help Thomas eat without taking off the handcuffs.He comes to Thomas, picks a piece of the French fries from its cup, and then leans his hips on the table near Thomas.“Sorry! I can’t help you with the cuff, but I can help you eat these potatoes,” he offers.Thomas scrunches his face.Lothario offers again by drawing that one stick of French fries to Thomas’ mouth. “Come on! For old time’s sake! This is the least I can do!”“I’m not that hungry,” Thomas declines.“Sigh!
He gently holds Naomi’s hand, and then changes his cunning grin with a charming solemn smile.“It’s okay! You don't need to worry about it!”He gazes straight into Naomi’s eyes with a melancholy face, acting like a genuine prince who has just found his destined princess.Somehow, it is effective to cause Naomi’s cheeks blushing. She looks shy, and this is enough to convince Lothario that his effort has bore its fruits.And so…“You seem to be in a hurry! If you don't mind, I could help you with your business here, and maybe afterward, we could go out for a drink,” he offers.Truth to be told, Naomi is looking embarrassed not because she likes him. Instead, she feels uncomfortable after putting herself as the guilty one, and doesn’t dare to respond rudely to this man's invitationShe pulls her hand back and declines his offer politely. “Sorry! I already have a boyfriend, and I actually came here for him.”Soon, noticing the elevator doors are open, she gives him an awkward smile before
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