
A car traveling at moderate speed passed through several small towns heading to the capital, accompanied by two other cars from behind.
The journey is not yet half way, but one of the beautiful passengers in there is so tired and saturated. Even though the seat in the main car has been transformed as comfortable as possible like a room, still the beautiful passenger was bored.
“There's something you need, Miss?” ask a man sitting in the passenger seat next to the driver's seat.
“How much longer will we arrive, Sir?” Instead of answering, the beautiful woman who was Caitlyn asked back.
“About seven hours will be here, Miss,” replied the man.
Caitlyn grunting. “After a time, Sir. Why not just speed up, anyway?” His tone was soft but slightly taut.
“Accelerated how, Miss?” ask the man behind the wheel.
“Jeez, Sir! Yes, speeding dong, increase the speed so as to shorten the time. If you take a leisurely walk like gini mah bosen, Pak.” Caitlyn's reply left the two men shocked with their eyes bulging.
“Sorry, Miss. But we can't do that. It's a direct order from the Big Lord for your safety.” Immediately gave a clear answer and reason so that the Young Miss could no longer refute.
Sure enough, Caitlyn no longer refuted but that pretty face looked annoyed.
“Then I want to eat, sir,” said Caitlyn with a scruffy but funny expression.
“Iya, please, Miss!” say two men up ahead.
Not without reason they say so. However, the reason is because in the car it is available all kinds of Caitlyn needs. Special-booked heavy meals from the hotel where the guards were staying and exchanging guard shifts, various snacks and various drinks are available in there to accompany the trip. The car is like a walking minimarket.
“I mean, Sir? I'm told what it is, really, why are you welcome?” Caitlyn's confused.
Without him noticing, the two men there were much more confused than him. “I mean, ‘kan, there is already a meal available near you and just eat it, Miss.” replied that next to the driver.
Caitlyn quietly did not answer, nor did she intend to choose what she wanted to eat. She prefers to close her eyes and sleep. The two guards in front of him stared at each other in confusion then just circulated their shoulders in unison.
Moments later, a phone ringing sounded. The next second sounded again a small sobbing accompanied by a complaint from the back that made the two men in front there suddenly flabby.
📲 “They didn't ask Caitlyn what she wanted? Caitlyn has no taste for the food here, pa.”
Caitlyn's great-grandson was so slow. He complained to someone who was none other than his father-in-law. Who else could he go to be a place of indulgence and complain if not to Hadya.
“Mm, forgive us, Miss. We–”
Caitlyn woke up and showed her beautiful face adorned with tears. For a moment he kept the phone away from his ear and looked at the two Hadya's men with their faces bent.
“Don't talk to Caitlyn yet, sir! Caitlyn still talks to papa.”
The two people immediately closed their mouths and focused on driving while the other put their ears well.
📲 “What do you eat, son?”
📲 “Caitlyn just want brioche hot dog, pa.”
📲 “Loh, this is no longer breakfast time. Already have to eat this lunch, son.”
📲 “But Caitlyn just want it.”
Hadya breathed for a moment. He knew that this was one of his son-in-law's cravings.
Hadya seduced in a soft-sounding tone and hoped Caitlyn would agree to it. For a few seconds he was silent, until he finally agreed.
📲 “Alright, pa.”
Hadya smiled at the answer full of compulsion.
📲 “Propay well, you will get what you want, son. Be careful on the way.”
The call ended and the two men in front breathed a sigh of relief, while Caitlyn started moving to eat.
...***...
At Sanjaya's main residence, Sania herself was feeling good because of the good news she got from Tamara this morning. He can't wait to hear the good news tonight.
“One by one my noble plan goes smoothly. I like this, I like it very much. But again I have to involve the little guy. He has always been the main character in the drama I directed.” Sania stepped out of the room to go to Cecilia's room.
However, he recalled the existence of Hadya who had suddenly disappeared since early in the morning.
“But where is Hadya? Since morning it has disappeared. Lately I've noticed he's too busy like.”
Busy with her thoughts until Sania forgot the purpose of going to her daughter's room. Suddenly Cecilia had already appeared and gleefully greeted.
“Ma! Why daydream here?” tanyanya while holding Sania's shoulder.
“Ih, ngagetin only. Mama was going to your room, but remember the same papa who went nowhere from morning so–”
“Udah, already, don't mind papa. Now Cecil has good news for Mama.” That woman looked more excited than usual.
Sania's forehead shriveled. “What news? Quickly say, do not make mama curious dong,” urged Sania.
Still with a face full of smiles, Cecilia then told her mother.
“Cecil accepted at SW-Entertainment, Ma. Aaaaaaaakk!” she screamed hysterically at the end of the sentence.
Sania was happy of course. It was a dream for him to be with his daughter. Sania is satisfied because of all that thanks to her efforts to spy on Tamara the last few days. One ace that Sania knew that day, made Tamara bend her knees and inevitably have to do what the old demonic woman wanted.
The man who some time ago spent with Tamara in a hotel room, is the founder of SW-Entertainment which is none other than the father of Caitlyn–Saskia's best friend.
Threatened by Sania, Tamara immediately seduced the old man into accepting a portfolio on behalf of Cecilia Sanjaya. At first, Tamara does not want to deal with Sanjaya's family because she has gotten a sugar daddy capable of meeting all her needs, but the old demon snared her again and again.
Sania pulls Cecilia's hand into her room and makes a phone call with Tamara. It does not take long, the connection is connected.
📲 “Halo, beautiful. Auntie is very happy with your work. Aunty must admit that you are indeed talented in things like this.”
📲 “No need to thank, tan. Let's just say it's a reward for giving me a way to get Lean. What I got was much more valuable. I should be thanking my aunt.
📲 “Ah, yes. It seems like it has to be like that. All right, it's up to you, tamara. Order aunty, stay careful because all this is just starting and not over.”
📲 “Okay, see you at next plan.”
...TBC...
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