Genius Child: Hunting Conglomerate Fathers
Sentry

Zeyan was silent for a moment today. Can only sigh violently, staring at his little fingers. A smile fluttered across his pale face.

The family? It already has it now. It means that his wish has been fulfilled. But he is bound to this world, having a connecting rope. I don't know what the cause is.

Look back at the ceiling of the hospital room. The death of Triton is still remembered. But there's something better than that.

Cecilia watched several re-recordings of Triton's death. Families of the victims look happy, able to gather with family members of those who survived the abduction and captivity.

Is it because of that? He might have to continue this. Defeating the main boss, things that Triton has yet to solve.

But what can a nearly 6-year-old do? The kid who might be out of the hospital tomorrow?

His face smiled, he might continue this as his last mission. The first thing he did was prepare the energy supply.

"Grandmother I want a pastry, which tastes the sweetest.." pinta sweet-faced child that. His cheeks are still chubby at this time, although slightly reduced due to his decreased weight.

But still, charm is inevitable. Inviting the souls of the mad to protect in a brutal way.

"Grandma will buy."

"Grandma will buy."

Mulyasari and Flo both said. The two people who glanced at each other, spreading an aura of high-level hostility. How not? For Flo, Mulyasari was the one who had the intention to separate the Cecilia from Zeyan. As for Mulyasari, Flo was the one who wanted to separate her son from Caecilia and Zeyan.

"What do you want to buy him? Ice cendol?" Mumbled Flo chuckling.

"Cendall? Listen I even have a bakery and cake shop! You think you're gonna buy my granddaughter some street food!?" Mulyasari.

"just that? I'll order a snack for my granddaughter from a five-star restaurant. Surely a healthy snack!" The words of the career woman (Flo).

"Zeyan, you'd rather have a pastry that Grandma would bring you, right?" mulyasari asked expectantly.

"Zeyan, grandma is the one who loves you the most and looks forward to your presence. Because that's the pastry that grandma's gonna bring you is definitely the best." Flo also approached the patient's bed.

The child could only sigh many times staring at the two people who were already officially slaves to grandchildren. Therefore he could not choose to be the one thing on his mind at the moment, was to control his two slaves so that none of them would be disappointed.

"A. I'm not actually a voter. A. as long as it does not violate the prohibition. A...did my two grandmothers fight because I was too picky?" He asked with teary eyes as if he was almost crying.

This kid is a weirdo. Let's just say the expression of the blond boy now, is like dropping a ton of sugar into a cup of tea.

No matter and question again who was chosen by their grandchildren. Wanting to cry it was like staring at this innocent child, wanting a snack. But afraid that his two grandmothers would fight.

"Wait here...Let grandma buy it." Flo let out a rough sigh, kissing Zeyan's left cheek.

"There will be a lot of sweet pastries.pardon the words of the previous grandmother yes?" Pinta Mulyasari, kissed the boy's right cheek.

In the end succumbed and did not fight until the two left the room. But is that really so?

Unaware of their granddaughter in the room smiling at the thought of something that might come back to threaten her life.

"The game will start again. But before that I needed supplies, medical supplies, weapons, communications and money..." He murmured who had supplies.

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"Anjani.kamu are beautiful.ugh..." Murmured a man who in the end shouted as well. The man who smiled after touching his body. Throw a safety device into the trash.

The man, who had only covered himself, kissed his lips and then stepped into the bathroom.

He was still stunned on the bed. Removing the rope that tied his hands, his eyes took a peek, his clothes had been torn. Even the traces of drunkenness were flushed on his body.

This is common, mercenary? Maybe that's what's more right on him. Honestly, he himself was numb. A father who has only one child should spoil his child, right?

But his father did not, his mother died from giving birth to him. Therefore, since he was born into this world he already has a debt to his father. Debt for killing the mother who gave birth to him.

He did not understand at all, winning many times music competitions and dancing ballet. Even in the academic field, he is lacking. But there was no smile of pride from his father.

Secretly single-handedly gazing towards the mirror how pitiful his current appearance was. The purple mark was all over his body, the corners of his lips were bleeding. It's because of the guy in the bathroom.

A person who had enough power to make Chan's existence seem untraceable. He is tired, sometimes in love with a man. But her father, just wanted to make himself a puppet to seduce men. Taking his money and power away, that's his job.

She was in love once. But the father threatened to kill the man. Until finally Anjani hurt and took all his property. So that the father does not disturb the man he loves. But what's the outcome? The man committed suicide.

He was numb, even seeing Fabian who still liked Cecilia after 6 years passed, making himself think. Why was God good to Caecilia but so cruel to her.

Her tears flowed, enduring the tightness in her chest.

The door slowly opened. A young man stood there. His lips twitched, his face trying to smile.

He's Aster, a subordinate of his father. Someone who was assigned to watch over him from the age of 17 years until now. The young man walked over, putting on his long jacket.

"Your clothes are ripped. You can come out using this," he said buttoning his long jacket on Anjani's body."What hurts?" tanyanya.

"Lumayan." That was the answer from Anjani. He was so dirty, the smell of alcohol still smelled in his body and mouth. The effects of sedatives that always consumed began to disappear. Until now he considers his body just a pile of dirty soil.

"If you want to go. I can block Master (Chan) for two days. You can stay temporarily in another territory." Said the young man.

Anjani just shook her head."Wherever I go, I will never have a home. Even my own father, said I had to pay the debt for causing my mother's death."

The young man tried to smile, clasping Anjani's fingers."I just want you to be happy. Smile, no one hurts you. Because I-i-"

A stalled sentence, the young man finally rose to guide Anjani's path leaving the room.