Cold Man And Miss Stone
59. Proverb Saying

"The team you sent, is all gone."

Argantana was not surprised to hear that. "the formation?"

"The last report said there were two groups within the place, between the group of Samuel Ahkam and the group that allegedly belonged to the girl."

"His identity?" ask Argantana, a little hopeful.

"Unknown yet, sir. But we found this." Argantana's assistant took out a piece of paper on the table.

The white paper has been investigated. On it is a neat calligraphic handwriting, saying: you are like rotten fruit falling on the ground for caterpillars to eat.

Signed, Samuel.

Argantana's expression changed.

"We found the fingerprints on this paper were the same as the fingerprints on the rest of the girl Ema's stuff, sir. We concluded this thing was written by him."

"Bring him in." Argantana muttered lowly. But a moment later, his hand slammed against the table followed by an echo of an angry shout. "TAKE HIM IN FRONT OF ME!"

How dare a useless woman play around.

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"You're hurt."

Emilia didn't care much about that. Just an ordinary wound because he had just had a fight with many men. It is quite remarkable that Emilia did not get any injuries at all.

"I'm asking you to take care of yourself, Emilia." Samuel wrapped gauze on a bruise on Emilia's wrist. "You've always been careless."

"I told you to stop fussing."

"I'll stop fussing if you take care of yourself." Samuel replied. Not as usual.

He then moved from his kneeling position to treat Emilia, moving to sit on the front desk of the sofa where Emilia was sitting.

They're now in the new headquarters again. However, this was not the place of Emilia but Samuel. Emilia had wanted to protest after they arrived, unfortunately Samuel had already nagged.

"I don't like to see you get hurt, Emilia. Can't you understand?"

"My body is not yours."

"I want to make it mine."

Emilia. What is this pest talking about? "I won't—"

"You want to die?"

"yourselves? With pleasure."

It is said not to argue with fools and lunatics. Ninety-nine percent of the saying is true.

Emilia turned her face away. Reluctant to argue this lunatic out of his contracting madness.

"Call Mutia and Darto here."

"Can't we be alone for a while? You always think of Ahkam and Ahkam."

This crazy guy is still chattering.

"Come, Emilia. You're not a child. Let's do something more dewsasa and beneficial to both sides, rather than thinking of a pest like Ahkam."

"Yes, pest. Your flock."

Samuel restrained his arm so that Emilia would not move. "Stay here."

What the hell is this guy? Yesterday it didn't seem like he got this. Don't tell me she's big-headed just because Emilia let Oto join her?

Indeed he thinks—

"I like your honest eyes insulting me in there." Samuel stroked his face again. "Emilia-ku."

"Stop saying my name with that kind of impression, you crazy son of a bitch."

"You just realized it?" Samuel even hit back more annoyingly. "I've been crazy since the beginning because of you."

This disgusting man. Why should Senior match me with him?!

"Stay away from me, Samuel Ahkam. This is the last warning."

Emilia thought she had to be poisoned first and understood what rejection meant. But luckily Samuel obeyed immediately, letting Emilia move on.

Even though he's moving.

"I just want to tell you where the best room is."

Hid. Annoying guy.

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