Hidden Rich Man's
Part 167's

One week passed, it was very easy to dredge all of Papa Rey's wealth with a blank agreement letter that now contains the writing. Danesh really took advantage of it.

Papa Rey and Mama Kyara's lives are unclear. Living in a small rented for one week really made the middle-aged man uncomfortable. Accustomed to luxury living from childhood makes Papa Rey can not adapt quickly.

They both rely on income from selling food from Mama Kyara's cuisine. The age of those who are no longer young makes both difficult to find a job. Plus Papa Rey's colleagues were not willing to help.

A Hummer H1 stopped in front of a small rented car with a rice cart available on its porch.

Make Papa Rey, Mama Kyara, and some buyers stare into the luxury car. Tumben once there are rich people want to come there.

Three pairs of legs came out of the four-wheeled vehicle. Simultaneously swung towards the gawking couple staring at them. Their sunglasses did not come off, and their hands were put in their pockets to make them look more haughty.

“Who's name is Rey?” dariush asked with a heavy and resolute voice. Behind his glasses, he looked at Papa Rey whose face was very proud. It's poor, there's still a lot of style.

All the buyers who incidentally their neighbors also pointed at Papa Rey. They are afraid of dealing with the rich. Because money beats everything. “Dia.”

Deavenny folded both her hands on her chest. “Oh .. so you're a rich man who just got poor, huh? I can help you get that treasure back. Do you want me to help you?” he said with a proud tone.

“Really? Can you reclaim mine that was taken by that obscure son-in-law?” Papa Rey looks enthusiastic. He was able to get out of the pit of poverty that made him fight constantly with his wife because he was not strong to linger like that. Fortunately, Mama Kyara was patient, otherwise, Papa Rey divorced at that time.

“Then, my wife?” Papa Rey looked at Mama Kyara who was silent but looked at every sculpture of the faces of the three people covered in sunglasses.

The two men are similar to Danesh's jaw and lips, is it because they look the same? Mama Kyara did not blink an inch.

“Let him stay here. We will give her alimony,” replied Dariush.

Papa Rey looked back at Mama Kyara. “Bagimana, Ma? Do you have any problem if I live alone? This is for the return of our property so as not to live like this again,” his permission to the wife.

Mama Kyara gives a swab on her husband's back. “Go if you want.”

Papa Rey got into the Hummer H1. He sits in the back of the car, which is usually used as baggage.

The three D twins held back their laughter because it was so easy to bring Papa Rey to Finland.

Fenny and Erland. Both of them live in simple houses. Erland still works at his company, but as an ordinary employee, UMR is paid enough to eat everyday. All Danesh's wits up to the man had to give up his house as well to cover the company's debts.

The three D twins stopped their car right in front of a thirty-six type house with a narrow courtyard.