Bare With Bastard
Basic laughable.
"So, Marco is Merve's father?" ask Sam. The two are heading to the nightclub where Rymi was drunk last night, Rymi's car is still parked there and Ayaz is about to take care of it.
"Yes, why?" ask Ayaz.
"In his drunkenness Merve said to Marco fucking, he kept swearing, and I just found out he was cursing at his own father." Sam shook his head in disbelief.
"You should not be surprised, their relationship is fairly relaxed, even though the status of both is father and son but Merve is already used to it like that to his Daddy. And Mr. Marco doesn't mind that either." Ayaz explained.
"And so, what else did Merve say while drunk last night?" ayaz asked, he should investigate this, lest Rymi say anything beyond their limits.
"Emm, he also said that Marco forced him to do something he didn't want to do" Sam said.
"Other?" ask Ayaz again.
"Say, he wanted to get away from Marco but Merve loved him too. After knowing Marco was his father, I could understand that maybe they were acting out a domestic conflict, it was common between children and parents" Sam said.
Ayaz was a little relieved to hear Sam's explanation, it meant that Rymi could still keep a secret between them.
"It's over" said Sam.
Ayaz expressed his view, this nightclub has long not visited the place of this curse, since the case of Ali Yarkan who dragged the public attention, Ayaz seemed to limit himself to roam.
"You can go, I'll take care of this" Ayaz said.
Sam nodded, seeing Ayaz get out of his car towards the woman's car he was expecting.
"Ayaz.." he exclaimed as Ayaz entered the car.
"Yes." Yeah."
"What is a vengeful woman-type Merve?" ask Sam.
"Why?"
"I just want to know."
"I don't think so, but be careful" Ayaz replied.
Sam smiled wryly, would Merve quit his job considering he had slept with the woman? Her thought. And what the fuck the woman said and told him to forget everything that happened. He was still so imagined the curves of the woman's body, how could he just forget.
...***...
"I have to be perfect to attend tomorrow night's invitation, find the best new clothes for me." said Sian, he had to prepare his appearance to attend the DN Company's dinner invitation.
"I'll make the company work with me, who will resist, we'll see." he murmured.
Sian stared at the reflection of his image on the glass, the man's hair was already slightly whitened, but the firm aura of a leader was still fixed on his face.
"The sooner the boy shows up, the easier my job will be." Sian muttered, his hands clenched, because Ayaz who had not been able to find himself, then the treasure Nindi had not been able to master.
Nindi's parent company, one year ago the family assets of his ex-wife was lost without remaining. Sian had once taken care of this, but unfortunately somehow his confidant even reached a dead end.
"If I can work together and plant a stake in that big company, I just need to kill Ayaz, no matter what the treasure is."
"It seems, you're overconfident sir." said someone.
Sian turned his head, a young man looked but when seen from his face, the man must not be an indiscriminate person.
"Who are you?" sian asked while displaying his unfriendly face.
"Yes, who else, the one who has dared to talk to me, you are really disrespectful, say the talk of others, really sad." said Sian.
"I just find it funny, looking at Master who seems to be very confident in style in front of the mirror."
"You!"
"Jovan!" said the man. Well the man is Jovan, he was quite intrigued when he heard the words of this old man nearby who seemed so confident that he could control the treasures of others.
"Jovan?" sian asked back, it seemed like he had heard the name, quite familiar and Sian was trying to remember it.
"It's nice to meet you sir, you really have high confidence, well although I have to admit, you are still quite handsome and authoritative at this age." said Jovan lying.
"Ah, you could." Sian smiled kindly, he began to think, could this man not hear what he was muttering earlier, this man only saw his silly behavior that was in style in front of the glass.
"You, Jovan from the Arian Group?" sian asked enthusiastically when he could remember who was talking to him this time.
Jovan tried to smile kindly, then the man nodded confirming.
"Well, what a coincidence that we met here." the look of a sycophant's face can be directly seen Jovan plastered on Sian's face, if not for her already cooperating with someone perhaps she would not have gotten along with this old man.
"Mr Sian, this is the suit you requested." said one of the boutique employees, giving a set of white clothes complete with matching tuxedo.
"Ah, yes! Just put it here, I'll try it." said Sian.
Jovan plays his phone, it is boring to be a spy like this, even though he is a boss in his company, but he may submit and willingly carry out orders like a subordinate this time.
"Do you, too, get an invitation to dinner from DN Company?" tanya Sian tried to make small talk, after all she was sure that the famous company led by the man nearby would definitely be one of the important guests at the event tomorrow night.
"You think?" ask Jovan.
Sian was a little confused to answer, he scratched his non-itchy nape.
"Unfortunately not." I'm Jovan, well, to be honest, he didn't get the invitation. Because DN Company is a new company engaged in the health sector, Jovan thinks there may be something behind it all so that famous companies like himself may not be invited.
"What's? You serious?" ask Sian again. He really could not believe it, didn't it mean that his company was one of the lucky ones to have such an opportunity.
"Do you wish I was joking" said Jovan kindly.
"After all, it seems impossible." said hesitantly Sian.
"In business, anything can happen sir, including turning the wheel in an instant" said Jovan, he looked at Sian meaningfully.
"Well, well you're right, but I don't know maybe this time my company is in luck" said Sian again confidently.
Heh, too arrogant! Luck and doom in a business the difference is as thin as a thread. I don't understand Donulai's game, but I can confirm that this time you have the right opponent.
"Maybe sir, stay optimistic and always confident, I salute how confident you are" Jovan said.
"You, don't overdo it, it's nothing, sometimes confidence is necessary."
"Hahaha, it's true sir, right... I agree." Jovan's laughter boomed, in his heart so fed up with the old man's behavior.
Self-confidence is necessary, ridiculous basis...
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