Gabby, My Fierce Girl
The Part 87
“Only Mark, sir. Jack is still clean,” replied Jo.
“OK, Mark brackets for two weeks, and don't let him wear that stuff. Let Jack take care of Mark until their sentence is over,”, Mr. Marvel said.
Mark immediately lowered his head limp. He had to feel the sakaw that was tormenting him. Want to resist and ask for other punishment, but what power. He is only a man who must obey his master.
“Good, sir.” Jo nodded his head. He immediately carried out his duty.
“Jo, straight back to my room after jam!” tell Mr. Marvel before leaving the warehouse.
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The very comfortable work chair was rotating continuously. Although comfortable, but does not make the man who is sitting there comfortable. He still tried calling the number of the woman he loved repeatedly. It is clearly not connected. That is, the phone is dead.
Clamps!
The door opens, Jo has just come from the basement where Mark and Jack were sentenced.
Jo hasn't had time to say a word or throw his body on the sofa, Mr. Marvel has grabbed a leather jacket. That is, his master wants to get out.
“Where do you want, sir?” ask Jo.
“Apartment George! I don't want anything bad to happen with Gabby.” Marvel is excited. However, Jo prevents her master from coming out.
“Quiet, sir. Nothing's gonna happen to Miss Gabby. You can ask Max to hack Mr. George's cctv to confirm Miss Gabby's condition. Sir can't be rash.” Jo tried to give her an idea, so her master wouldn't meet George. He was afraid that there would be a great fight later. She also fears that Miss Gabby will choose George over Marvel. He did not want his master to be hurt.
“Alright, give the order to Max right now! Five minutes from me,” Marvel said. He sat back in his place to wait.
Jo immediately came out again to carry out his umpteenth task.
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“This, sir.” Jo put the MacBook on the table.
The video shows Gabby sleeping on the couch.
“That guy wasn't in the blanket Gabby was wearing, was he?” Marvel wanted to make sure by asking Jo.
“No, sir.”
Marvel can breathe a sigh of relief. “Then, where is he?”
“Sleep on the floor, mister.” Jo pointed at a foot that was visible behind the living room table there. Awaken with the answer. He pulled his hand and hit his mouth. He cursed himself who was too quick to answer without thinking what the consequences were.
“Jo! Let's go there!” Marvel rose from its throne. He can't wait.
Jo immediately turned her brain to think that her master would not go to George's apartment.
“Master, wouldn't it be better for you to stay here? If master were to meet them, then they would know if master was spying on them. And you know for yourself that Miss Gabby doesn't like to be spied on.”
Jo's words managed to stop the footsteps of Marvel who was ready at the door to get out immediately. Marvel turned towards Jo.
“You're right, Jo. But, what if something happens to them?” Marvel's worry is so overrated.
“Quiet, sir. You have to trust Miss Gabby. She's a woman who can take care of herself, if that man is dangerous, surely Miss Gabby will not want to stay there.”
Marvel threw herself on the couch. His feet jerked the floor. “I believe him, but the man is hard to believe.” Her lower lip was subjected to a bite over her worries.
Jo sighed, she moved towards the desk drawer. Take something there with the drinking water.
“Minum, sir. You need to rest. Today you have an appointment with Miss Gabby to consult regarding your rehabilitation. You can ask Miss Gabby why you can stay there.” Jo said while giving the one in his hand to his master.
Marvel received his sedative, and immediately took it.
Jo grabbed the glass that was finished. “Master don't have to worry. If you prove it to Miss Gabby, your sincerity is to stop. Miss Gabby will definitely choose mister.” He tried to calm and convince.
“You're right, Jo. I'll prove it to Gabby, if I really want to change for her.” Marvel's determination is so certain.