Calm Down's! Mr. Psychos!
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The atmosphere of mourning, black clothes that stood in front of the ceramic tomb that had been built.
The smell of the flowers was smelled, the sound of a soft cry was heard.
Whether sincerity or just a formality, a sharp eye's tail is like seeing dirt on an object.
The gaze opened with a long time and also thought of all the sad things to let the cry out.
Yet...
A small trembling body, a face that lowered to the ground with green grass.
Not knowing the cries of those around her sincere or not yet the girl cried in her heart.
This was the first funeral he ever went to for someone who was already quite memorable in his heart.
At his mother's funeral he did not know anything because he was in the hospital and still unconscious, after he realized he was only given the address of the mother's grave and delivered to the orphanage.
Yet at this moment he witnessed all of his processes from the beginning.
To be honest, it's like losing someone he sees as a replacement for a grandfather he never got.
He never even called someone 'grandfather' before.
Although only met a few months but his instincts know if the old man did not intend to hurt him, a short meeting but imprinted in his heart.
"Why is the killer here?"
All the other relatives hated the girl standing next to the first granddaughter of the old man who was in the tomb.
Enough hatred from one person and one mouth that accuses him to make everyone who still has the last name Damian hates and blames him.
The man with dark gray eyes did not show any sadness, instead lamenting he was just looking towards his girl who kept crying.
The eyes that heard the bad words were muttering to his girl.
...
"Go home first" Lucas said, holding the two small shoulders.
Anna nodded, her face still puffy. Sadness still pervades him.
He could not believe that all of her would be that fast, even as the old man promised to give her many other dolls and promised he would have to play with her again tomorrow and would win.
But the heckiness of the day, the quiet funeral on the green grass and flowers in a field-like place was what happened.
"Have, you're not wrong." said Lucas, who wiped the girl's tears and sent her back to the mansion earlier.
Anna nodded, she obeyed the man and got into the car.
Meanwhile, Lucas had to return to the grandfather's mansion because all his relatives were very noisy to talk about inheritance.
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Damian Family Mansion.
Lawyers who take care of the inheritance have come and brought the documents that have been stored.
The reading of the name and property obtained from the distribution of shares, land, vehicles and land, sea and air as well as buildings and properties, not to mention some beaches and resorts, he said, subsidiaries and cash held in the bank.
Many are shared but for some people the treasures obtained are not enough at all.
"Curtain! The old man still loves him!" decak Tiffany looked at her niece in annoyance.
She is the fourth daughter owned by Mr. Ehrlich and of course he also did not like his nephew.
Lucas acquired a 13.25% stake along with a growing company in biotechnology and Diego acquired a 9.24% stake in one beach and its resorts.
"Wait, I have something to ask you" said a young man who was the son of Mr.'s youngest daughter. Ehrlich and is the fourth grandson.
The 24-year-old man named Eric was staring with confusion about the chapter of his house which is being made a place of division of this inheritance has not been mentioned.
"Who owns this mansion?" ask him confusedly.
Everyone in the place was shocked for a moment.
"That's not legal! He doesn't have any family connections here and he killed Papa anyway!" said Veronica who immediately disliked the reading of the unjust legacy.
"Why could he be a murderer? Didn't you hear what the doctor said?" asked Lucas frowning who from the beginning did not like the words that cornered the girl.
"Grandfather died of increased high blood and cholesterol" Lucas told his aunt.
"Then it was! Papa ate steak because who? Because of that kid, right? He's an indirect killer!" sahut Prisillia is the youngest daughter of the conglomerate.
"He's not stupid either, where could he ask for a food that has the same salt and fat content as his mealmate right? So it's not the cooks who cook that have to be legal?" asked Lucas who was staring hard.
"And the boy was also too stupid to kill someone with such food and he was also too kind to force someone to follow his food except for the grandfather who would eat alone." her splices made the noisy mouth silent.
He knows for sure how the nature of his girl and he also knows that the teenage girl does not have the cleverness and cunning to kill someone's life.
"Colors all know, I'll go first" he said, standing while the ownership papers would be completed in three days.
"Me too, here is too stifling for greedy people." Diego continued in a relaxed tone that made the other relatives feel upset.
Although only one mansion was given to foreigners, but relatives of the Damian family were very unaccepting.
The spacious and luxurious mansion that costs millions of dollars which is certainly not a small one.
"Let's find out about the chef who cooked for dinner and let no waitress get fired until I tell her everything's done." lucas told Diego before he returned to his mansion.
"Yes" Diego answered briefly.
Although the two grandsons did not cry at all but at least they did not rejoice at the death of the grandfather or pretend to shed false tears at his funeral.
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Damian Mansion
Lucas returned, of course his steps directly to the room of the girl he recognized.
"Hey? You still crying?"
The baritone voice that sounded made Anna turn her head, her eyes were still swollen even though the whole family of Mr. Ehrlich is already fussing about the inheritance.
She did not reply, Anna shook her head while wiping her tears.
Lucas approached the sitting girl, pulled her hand and turned to make the girl sit on her lap.
"St..."
"Good boy won't cry for too long" said the girl, who patted her on the shoulder gently.
Anna felt even more sad as someone calmed her down.
Indeed, like the reverse situation, the man who is the grandson of the person concerned was not sad at all and the teenage girl who did not have blood relations who even felt sincere sadness.
"Sa.I don't know..."
"Ma.sorry.." Her cries softly as the man clasped her.
"Yes, you didn't do anything" she whispered in the girl's ear.
The clear glint of his eyes felt so sharp, however he still had to find a suitable cause of death with his grandfather and blame one of his other brothers.
Because he knew the hungry lionesses would always hunt her because it was like a weakness that he had.
"You still have me, and now you're just gonna have me." she said again in the girl's ear.
Like an opportunity that comes in an accident, suppressing the psychological condition of someone who is sad and make him think if only he is made a place to depend and rely on.
Anna didn't say anything, her hands squeezing the black suit the man was wearing.
Whispers that indirectly speak of his self-possession begin to make the mind tainted.