BEHIND EMOTICONS LOVE 1515 (END OF LOVE STORIES)
THE EPS 69 ALLPANIGARD CASTLE

THE EPS 60 ALLPANIGARD CASTLE

Allpanigard Castle is a Marcon ancestral castle located in the heart of Blenheim. The castle, built during the time of the Duke of Marlborough in 1713 to 1719, is a small palace with beautiful views because it is located right on the beach. The architecture of the building made in the twentieth-century English style looks magnificent.

Overall when viewed from the air Allpanigard Castle building shaped turtle. The castle building is filled with beautiful European ornaments that illustrate the glory of British Colonial rule at that time. Anyone who comes to this place must immediately fall in love at first sight. Susan threw her gaze around the magnificent castle building that was a look of astonishment.

“That's so beautiful Allpanigard ancestral castle,” Susan said.

Marcon smiled as he continued to observe every detail of Susan's face that so dazzled his heart. Then Susan scrunched her forehead.

“Where is Pramono?” abugn.

“What?” Marcon stuttered. “Owh, Pramono? He's on..”

Marcon did not have time to answer, suddenly the sound of several cars squeaking outside the gate. Dozens of well-built and heavily armed men descended from the car and soon spread. Marcon's guards are on standby. They aimed their weapons, but Marcon raised his hand.

“Hold your guns!” his yell.

They immediately lowered their weapons. But they kept holding the cocked weapon tightly. Susan's a little panicked. But after seeing the logo attached to their car, he understood that the one who had just come was the mercenary bodyguard Pramono. Unfortunately he did not see the figure that used to be Subrata's trust.

“Marcon! Where's Pramono?” he repeated his question in a sharp tone.

Again Marcon had not had time to answer Susan's question because suddenly there was a rumbling sound in the air. An Apache helicopter is seen circling above the castle. It causes dust and smoke to rise high. Then it slowly descended from the sky and landed in right in the castle grounds. And Susan immediately guessed that the person behind the helicopter was one of the most feared black world bosses in the world, Pramono Hanung Dwi Atmaja.

The helicopter's giant propeller has not stopped. But the tall, strapping male figure that had just descended from the helicopter ran bent through the thick dust left behind. Then his body stood upright as soon as it came out of the zone of the helicopter plane. Marcon greeted him enthusiastically. In the embrace of the newly arrived guest was warm.

“Welcome, brother Pramono,” said Marcon.

Pramono smiled flatly. Behind her sunglasses, her mischievous eyes immediately glanced at Susan's face and sexy clothes showing her cleavage. Marcon immediately invited the two to get to know each other. Pramono reached out his hand to Susan, and the girl greeted a glance and directly pulled her before Pramono's hand squeezed her.

“Mr. Pramono, please meet Susan See, my lawyer,” said Maron. “Susan, please meet Mr. Pramono.”

“Hi, Susan nice to meet you. How’s life?”

“Hi Pramono nice to meet you too,” Susan said.

At first glance Pramono could read the girl's dislike to him. But he tried to ignore it. Because he had a plan veiled in his heart. He knew that Marcon was crazy about his legal counsel.

"Worthy, Marcon adored him so much. She's so sexy and smart, fit to play with me, "her inner self while smiling cynically.

Marcon also caught the gelagat. Susan's face was so sour and clearly showed her dislike of Pramono. But she felt that Susan didn't know her. Not yet understand the meaning of big profits when sharing with an accomplished businessman like Pramono.

“Ehm! Please enter mister Pramono,” said Marcon.

“OK! I have always loved partnering with young people who are geniuses and have a fighting spirit like you Marcon,” Praamono said.

Then the two walked into the castle, followed by Susan See behind her. Pramono praised Allpanigard castle so much, beautiful and classic. Many ornaments and man-made reliefs that amaze him. He even had time to take pictures in some corners of the old castle.

After a while walking around the castle, they finally sat on the balcony while enjoying the beautiful view of the beach and the Marlborough valley. Several delicious Blenheim culinary specialties have been served there, complete with red wine that has been stored for more than a hundred years.

“OK, now we go straight to Marcon's point. So what's your next plan?” ask Pramono then.

“I thank you, because our cooperation brings tremendous benefits, mister Pramono. Megapolitan shares continue to rise. And I know in your brain is still another great plan.”

Pramono smiled as he nodded his head.

“Are you ready for the next step?”

“Take Megapolitan from Subrata hands!”

Despite estimating the possibility, Marcon's face still gasped when Pramono stated firmly his plan to take over Megapolitan. Because he knew it wasn't easy, let alone dealing with a big tycoon like Subrata.

“OK. I'm ready to consider it. What's your plan?”

“Take over all Subrata shares, and make them yours.”

“Yes. I know it. The thing is Subrata couldn't possibly be interested in my money. You know, Megapolitan is just one of his companies among hundreds of other companies.”

Pramono sighed.

“You are right Marcon, Subrata is not interested in money. Sneaky man like him, prefers assets over money.”

“Hm. So, what do you mean Pramono?”

“Offer Mexican Viscom Media to Subrata, instead you will get the whole Megapolitan.”

“What?”

Half yelling, Marcon and Susan See respond to Pramono's words? Release Mexican Viscom Media of his grandfather's legacy to Subrata? That's the impossible thing. Marcon imagined how the Allpanigard family would be hostile to him if he dared to do so. For a moment they fell silent, playing with their minds. Pramono looked at Marcon with a flat face. Marcon tried to smile calmly.

“Of course it's not a good idea, Mister Pramono,” Susan said.

Pramono turned his attention to look at Susan.

“Reason?”

“Mexican Viscom Media is the largest media and telecommunications company in the entire American region, and will continue to grow. And it is much more profitable than property business.”

Pramono chuckled.

“Iya. But it still means nothing if you have a chunk of gold as big as Rocky Mountain contained along the hills of Kethileng.”

Susan looked at Pramono's face not understanding. Then turned his gaze to Marcon's face with a sharp eye.

“Is there something you're hiding with me Marcon?” susan asked full of questions.

Marcon just shrugged his shoulders.

“Maybe I haven't found the right time to talk to you Susan. That's it, no other intent.”

Susan still looked at Marcon's face in disbelief. But, at the very least, now he knows the reason Marcon is so insistent on mastering Megapolitan. Gold as big as Rocky Maountain?

Hm…