Crazy Wife's
chapter 11

The night was very cold but seemed beautiful, it looked so pitch dark without any illumination of the light of the eye.

The sun has set far away not showing dawn again, now it is the turn of the moon that reflects the sunlight to decorate the sky wall, and become a night companion.

The atmosphere is so noisy with the sound of music that is so comfortable to hear, not too disturbing.

Many women and men sway indistinctly but follow the rhythm of the musical tone, there are also some people who just sit sweetly watching and enjoying the atmosphere.

Whether you mean to sell yourself, find pleasure just by, drinking drinks that have high levels of alcohol, or even calm yourself.

It means that everyone who comes to a place full of sin certainly has its own differences.

The night club with the name Grand Literally, a magnificent and luxurious building, filled by most sinners, more clearly the magnificent building is only able to be filled by capable people.

The building with five floors and each floor had an even unreasonable price. The higher the floor ordered, the greater the rental price.

On the fifth floor there is a round table and in the contents of several chairs, in the middle there is a wine beer with a red-purpose color and of course there is a glass that becomes a container, circular as well.

"I'm going back to Country Y." Said a man with a very handsome face, the man knocked on the table several times using his index finger indicating if he was a little bored.

A little characteristic, the handsome man was tall, his curves dazzled with high height, muscular body, disheveled black hair and black eyeballs and bright white skin. His name was Bryan Reich Maria Hernandez.

"Ah? Is it that fast?" Replied a man who was next to the chair Bryan was sitting in.

He was named Dareen Kristian Fisnatoon Moore, a man no less handsome than Bryan. He is a successful young entrepreneur in the mining world.

"Go, you're just a burden." Chirps of a man with a cuckoo face, his tone sounds firm, for his personality the man is cold, upset if his calm in disturbed. His name was Louis Gibrani Michelle.

"I'm burden? Cih, even I donated a lot of money to build the infrastructure of Country X!" Bryan said with an annoyed expression, pointing his middle finger at Louis.

"When did Kendrick and Zico come? I can't wait to drink." Dareen chimed in with a slightly hoarse voice, her eyes staring at the still sealed beer fireflies.

"Excuse me sir." A woman came to the table that Bryan, Louis, and, Dareen, the woman smiled kindly, "Please make the payment."

"Cih, come here to collect." Cibir Bryan looked at the servant no less fierce.

"BRYAN!" Louis nodded slowly. He immediately took out a black card and gave it to the female servant.

"Alright, here I give you a check-saw" Before Dareen finished her audible speech if the woman immediately stopped Dareen's speech.

"Ah.. I'm sorry gentlemen, like this table's been paid, about five people, sorry if I bother you, even if I knew if this table had been bought then I wouldn't bother you gentlemen, again sorry, enjoy." His words returned him Louis' card and gave him the bow and immediately left in front of them.

The waiter was nervous, guilty of the wrongs he made, fortunately his servant friend came to give him the label and there he understood that the table had been paid.

"Who's paying?" Bryan asked in surprise.

Louis shrugged indifferently, indicating that he also did not know who had paid for their table. Who cares too?

"Could it be Kendrick or Zico?" Dareen chirps remember only Kendrick has not come to gather. But there were doubts when he mentioned Zico's name.

"Oh? Not Zico?" Bryan asked Dareen.

"Ck, it could be, but he's just Louis' private secretary." Dareen recalled that the man known as Zico was someone who had worked as Louis' personal secretary.

"His salary in one month, 100 million dude, is very likely if he's the one who pays, after all he's not that poor." Bryan said with a small breath.

Suddenly two handsome men came along, Kendrick and Zico.

Zico Wiliams Jefferson is a man with a high rent and ideal body, he is certainly close to Kendrick, Louis, Dareen, or even Bryan, even the five of them consider if they are family. Zico is Louis's private secretary.

"That's a long time you've been!" Ketus Bryan looked at Kendrick and Zico cynically.

"Sorry, my work piles up a lot!" Kendrick smiled slightly blandly, he immediately stepped his feet to sit on the right side of the chair that Louis was sitting in.

"Zico, are you coming? I thought it wasn't coming." Said Dareen pulling Zico's hand to sit next to his chair.

"Of course I'm coming, after all my work is done." Zico replied softly, he complied to sit next to Dareen's chair.

After Zico finished his speech, Louis saw a bribe staring at Zico, "Thank God Blessing, then is there something to the extent that the stock of Drajot'Crop company decreased 0.2%?" Louis asked Zico.

Zico let out a rude sigh, he looked back at Louis honestly he understood what Louis said that led to the work that the man had given him.

"Yes, there are some brash people who play stocks, but take it easy, those humans I've got rid of." Answer Zico if.