
In the tallest building of the Bannerick Group, a young man and his father are discussing the evidence, while in the bank with his wife. Nicholas and Michael work together to shrink Barron's trail of crime to date.
"He's really terrible." Michael shook his head when he got the latest evidence from his men.
He does not expect Jerry to be a ruthless man who uses weak society for personal gain. Although the man had retired from glory, but for world affairs under the name Michael still soared unnoticed by the upper class.
"True, why didn't Daddy eradicate it long ago." Nich poked his lips together, looking at his father as if demanding justice.
"Daddy is not unwilling to eradicate it. But he's the one who's never offended Daddy before. After all, your Daddy's a businessman, not a police officer."
"Reason!" The man is seen snorting when he hears a very classic-sounding excuse from his own father. Until a while later, the ringing notification on the phone stopped the chat of the pair of father and son.
He reached for a cell phone in Nicholas's pocket, and immediately made the man frown, when he saw the timed message his wife sent that read.
Save me! If it doesn't come back in two hours.
In a blink of an eye the message disappeared without a trace. Nicholas's face changed instantly as he worried for his wife. What is happening to Jessi now? his inner.
He tries to contact Jessi repeatedly. However, the result was only an answer from the operator who greeted and there was no longer any sign of his wife.
"Dad, it looks like we have to advance the plan." Nich's face turned crimson like a roasted chicken.
If something had happened to his wife. He will make sure himself, people who dare to tease will get a reply that is more painful than anything.
"Go! Let Daddy take care of the rest."
Nich nodded, then stepped out of the room in haste, his hands moving trying to contact Professor Pineapple. It didn't take long, there was already the sound of an answer from across the connection. "Yes, Young Master."
"Enable troops! Send it to me now!" Without waiting for an answer the man turned off the connection, stepping quickly towards the parking basement while looking at the location point of the wife through the necklace she always wore. "Jerry Morning!"
The man looked very furious, with a hunting breath, Nich immediately entered the car and began to stick the gas pedal to the location.
Meanwhile, in the room Michael called his wife after the son's departure. In just a split second, Laura's loud voice across had already managed to deafen her ears. "Yes, Honey. Have you missed me?"
Michael just smiled faintly hearing his wife who had never changed in the past, always adorable. "What are you doing, honey?"
"As always, manicure to stay young."
"You're an old man I still love you, baby. Don't you want to play with your son and daughter-in-law?" Michael was very understanding, even though they were old, but the wife still liked things like this. So, if he hadn't informed Laura, it was certain that she would have been babbling all day until Lebaran arrived.
"What, are they really playing? I'll be there soon." Laura's voice looks so enthusiastic following this game. Not without reason, due to the events of the last time, she always asked her husband for permission to return to the racing world. However, the husband always refused his request.
However, back softly heard the voice of a woman who may be a servant in the place where his wife indulges. "Mrs, but your nails haven't finished polishing."
"It's okay, I'd rather lose my nail beauty than lose my dear daughter-in-law."
In the room Michael simply listened while imagining his wife's current facial expression. It would be funny to see it in person.
"Darling, wait for me!" Without waiting for the husband's answer, Laura just turned off the phone.
On the other hand, after traveling quite a distance. Jessi and Jackson finally arrive at Jerry Morning's residence. When they got out of the car, they were greeted by several servants.
"Sorry, Miss. Please leave your belongings here!" The waiter showed me a box to store the bag and everything else.
They even examined each body of the two so as not to carry sharp weapons or other tools. Jessi just throbbed while smiling sideways as she went through the process.
"Currently, it seems that your master was very afraid that I would kill him in his own house. Doesn't this mean that the security here isn't good?" Jessi tries to neutralize her feelings by insulting the homeowner, while still going through the vetting process. They took out all the emergency weapons he always carried with him everywhere. But that was no big deal to him.
After they felt everything was safe, they invited the two to enter the residence. "Please get through here, Miss!"
Jessi followed the waiter's steps with Jackson following behind. If something happened to them, it was certain that both of them could only rely on physical strength.
However, in the distance before entering the residence Jessi had already seen her husband's two secret guards. So, he can also relax a little because of it, just need to buy time if something happens until Nicholas arrives later.
However, not for Jackson, his worry still gnawed at him. Not yet met directly with his wife and mother made the view of the man began to look at every road through. Trying to figure out the possibility of where they were held.
The sound of a man's applause was heard welcoming Jessi in the back garden, Jerry standing up with a fluffy smile on his old face. "I don't think you guys have enough guts." The man reached out, but Jessi ignored him and immediately sat down on the available chair without waiting to be invited with high confidence.
"I don't have enough time to mince words with you." The woman immediately picked up the hot cup of tea in front of her, blowing until it gave rise to a puff of warm steam in the air, closing her eyes to inhale the scent for a moment. Drink it without suspicion.
Jerry's laughter sounded so loud with applause. He put his ass in the chair opposite Jessi. "I don't think Miss Alexander looks like her mother."
The clang of the sound of the bottom of the cup clashing with its clamps sounded so loud. Without putting her drink on the table Jessi looked at the man in front of her with a sharp glint.
"It seems like your mouth is very good at provoking people." Although her chest started to rumble, Jessi tried to assume as if Jerry's words were just the wind then, the woman again sipped the tea in the cup slowly.
Clapping and laughing Jerry's claps again boomed as a small shudder looked at the woman in front of him. "I thought, Miss Alexander is just an ordinary girl. But, it turns out that I was wrong, you even casually drank that tea in front of me unsuspectingly."
For a moment Jerry stopped his line to look at Jessi. "Why are you so sure I didn't kill you through poison in there, anyway?" Jerry stopped clapping his hands, crossed his legs, and rubbed his chin with his left hand. While looking at the change in expression of the woman in front of him who still looks so relaxed in this kind of situation.
Jessi seemed to not care about Jerry's words and still look so relaxed while enjoying the fragrant tea in his hands. After a while, the woman began to talk. "If you wanted to kill me, you wouldn't have done anything to this cup or this tea. But ...."
For a moment, Jessi stopped her sentence staring at an old servant beside Jerry, while observing from top to bottom the man, who was looking at him, and it looks like an object that makes him smile smirk on the beautiful face of the woman.
"Your servant will kill me with a cigar in his hand" Jessi said casually.
However, it was able to make Jerry change his expression. He did not expect this young lady to be able to read his plan so easily. Unknowingly the man begins to admire Jessi's intelligence as a woman. It doesn't seem to hurt to play around for a moment.
He nodded small, shaking his hands at the waiter behind him. As a sign that his men undo the intentions that have been read before they run. "It seems, Miss Alexander knows me very well."
"Of course, you're a dirty creature who refuses to use your own hands to hurt others. How could I not know you?" Jessi put the cup on the table and crossed her legs while linking her fingers. He stared at Jerry with a terrifying aura without blinking a second.
"I don't have much time. Hand over Alice and Jackson's mother immediately, before my patience runs out!"
Back the sound of laughter boomed so loudly, Jerry did not expect that Jessi would even dare to threaten him first without further ado before he spoke. "I'll let go of the two of them, provided you're willing to stay here for a while to accompany me to play!"
To Be Continue's...