"Get off me. Get off you bastard!" Glenn shouted blindly. The man has lost control of himself and is now being held by two officers who will take him to the bars where he is. He was forcibly dragged and then thrown inside. "Stay there and don't even make a scene!" The officer threatened. Glenn, who was still burning with anger, slammed all the objects in his room and went on a rampage without caring that people started calling him crazy. "He really is nuts!" said one convict. "Just let it go first, he's probably angry. The prisoner who committed suicide was his subordinate. I just heard about it from the officer in front," continued the other. "Oh, no wonder. He looks annoyed," added another. After being satisfied with expressing his emotions, Glenn sat at the edge of the room and leaned against the wall. "What revenge? That bastard has even killed the people around me." Glenn then laughed out loud like a madman, lamenting the misfortune after the misfortune he faced. He was
"You ... what are you doing-" Glenn, who had just tilted his head and looked at the person who had just spoken to him, stopped short. Now he sat down and straightened his body. "Don't tell me you started the fire here!" Glenn said looking inquiringly. The person currently dressed in all black smirked slightly, "It is me." "Shit. Do you intend to kill everyone in here?" Glenn said impatiently. Dewa replied, "Of course not. I'm not a murderer, Glenn. My only goal is to get you out of here." "W-what? What are you for-" "We don't have much time. Come on, get outside now, I'll explain outside." Before Glenn could answer, Dewa had dragged him outside. Glenn saw Dewa commanding someone who was also dressed in black as his strange friend. "Now!" said Dewa. The person who was given the order immediately carried a body and put it in Glenn's holding cell. The figure was seen wearing clothes that matched Glenn's. "What's that?" asked Glenn curiously. Dewa didn't answer and
"How's the switch, Ren?" Satria asked, looking at his son with a confused expression. Narendra exhaled roughly and replied, "Dad, Glenn may not be dead but there are people playing dead there to replace Glenn." Satria looked silent for a few moments but then he burst out laughing. "Jesus, son. I think you're being too paranoid. That's very unlikely." "Could be, Dad. It could very well be." Satria shook his head, really couldn't believe his son's words, "No. That can't be happening. Glenn no longer has anyone who can help him." "The person who witnessed the writing of the will, Dad. Can you do that?" said Narendra still not willing to give up. "No. I thought, maybe I was just overthinking it. If indeed that person was on Glenn's side, he would have appeared from the beginning to help him, right?" Satria said, which now made Narendra doubtful. He pinched his chin and said, "Dad is right. If that person really wanted to help Glenn, he would definitely help Glenn when he was kicke
"Damn it, since when did you become this weak, Glenn Brawijaya?" Dewa said, looking annoyed. He shook his head in disbelief. What he knew, Glenn was a tough, strong person and did not give up easily under circumstances. However, what he saw now was very different. Glenn looked disheartened and frustrated. Dewa didn't like him at all. Glenn leaned back in the car seat that was still moving, he looked at the street. "I don't have anything anymore. All the money I've collected so far I've used to take over that television station and rebuild it. I'm poor again now Dewa." "Alexander Barata-" Glenn suddenly remembered the person who had helped him quite a lot. "You don't need to say the coward's name, Glenn. He can't be relied on at all," interrupted Dewa disapprovingly. Obviously, Dewa was lazy to mention that one name, he said again, "He could have saved you. Than me and Fero, he has wider access. Narendra could not possibly suspect him. But what does he do? He was only saving hims
"Don't be stupid, Damar! Never give me false hope!" Alexander said sounding annoyed. "Young Master, we must wait for the results of that investigation first." Alexander took a deep breath, "All the clues point to Glenn. Of course it has to be Glenn." "Not sure, Young Master." Alexander did not reply and just kept silent even though in his heart he really hoped that the only victim in the fire was not Glenn Brawijaya. But he didn't want to expect too much because he didn't want to be deeply disappointed. *** Narendra was wearing a sad expression after he came out of prison carrying Glenn's belongings. The reporters immediately surrounded the man who was currently wearing all black with glasses that were also black, as if he was grieving and hiding his sad face. "What happened, Mr. Narendra? Is it really Glenn, your cousin?" "Is it true that the victim is Glenn, Sir? What happened?" "Has it been confirmed that it is Glenn Brawijaya, Sir?" Narendra was still silent, as if it wa
"Take it easy, Glenn! It doesn't matter," said Dewa so casually. Glenn replied with an exasperated glance at Dewa, "It doesn't matter how?" "Yeah, it's fine, Glenn. Everything will be fine." Glenn couldn't believe it. "But, I'm not sure. Narendra is cunning. Even if you came to convince him that I am indeed dead, I am afraid that he will not let you two go." Dewa in disguise, "You worry too much for us Glenn. But really, it's completely unnecessary." "Don't be stupid, Dewa! I don't want to take risks," Glenn said annoyed. Fero said in a serious tone, "Young Master, I know you are worried about us but you don't need to worry. just depositing our faces. Just to make the asshole really believe you're so lost you are. After that we'll leave.” Glenn still disagreed. He had a bad feeling and didn't want to have to lose anyone who helped him again. “I don't want anyone else to die. Don't you understand that? You don't need to be there. Can you?" "But, Young Master. If we weren't pr
"Why should I kill him, Arnold?" asked Narendra, still smiling sinisterly.Arnold is not stupid, of course he understands what his older brother might do. "You think I don't know? From the look in your eyes it's obvious you have bad intentions towards that person." Narendra just laughed at his sister's words. "Glenn is gone, what's the point of bothering people who were once close to him, Bro?" The man who was currently extremely happy turned his head, "Don't worry. I didn't plan to kill him, Little Brother. I just wanted to play with him a bit." Arnold's heart sank, immediately really worried about Alexander Barata's safety. As Alexander approached, Arnold chose to step aside because he didn't want to hear his brother's chatter which might make him want to vomit. Narendra put his friendly smile on Alexander. "Mr Barata." "Alex. You can call me that. Didn't we get along yesterday?" he said. Narendra immediately nodded, "Ah, that's right. Alex, thank you for coming here." "Yes
"I don't know, I can't answer that question. However, I have evidence that might prove my words if Glenn is still alive." Alexander laughed out loud but stopped down as soon as he saw several people looking at him with strange faces. Maybe in their minds Alexander Barata was a madman who laughed at funerals. "What are you laughing at? Is it me or you who is crazy here?" said Arnold exasperatedly. He glanced at the elegant man strangely, extremely irritated. The man who did have a close relationship with Glenn glanced at Narendra who looked busy. Without waiting for Alexander's approval, Arnold dragged Alexander to an empty room that happened to be free of CCTV. "What are you doing?" asked Alexander, glaring in surprise, afraid that they would be found out. "Forced." Alexander glared, "What if Narendra finds out?" "I guarantee he won't know. He's busy acting sad," said Arnold origin. Alexander almost opened his mouth again but Arnold got ahead of him. "I don't have time to arg