Hidden Rich Man's
The Part 169

One month passed, things completely reversed. Danesh did indeed keep his threat when he was trampled first.

Life is like hell they gave Papa Rey and Fenny. The mansion, which was three times larger than the Wilson family, had to be cleaned by two demoniacs who belittled Danesh.

All the ill-treatment both were equal even more so. The insults came out of the mouth of the Triple D family. Even Fenny was also reciprocated also given laxatives until he was rushed to the hospital because of dehydration of diarrhea continues. It was fortunate that Dominique's extended family still had the heart to provide treatment, even though they only provided regular care, not VVIP-class ones.

“Heh! Poor, clean it up. Could not work perfectly!” exclaimed Deavenny who had just entered the mansion with paint shoes full of mud until the floor again stained. Just got dipel.

“Damn it! You're the one who fucked him!” jolt Fenny's upset. He was tired of cleaning the mansion.

Deavenny walked haughtily toward Fenny. He glared and pushed the shoulders of women who were still limp up and down the mansion mopping using only cloth. “Dare you reply to me!”

Deavenny's hand stretched out to pull Fenny's hair back to the ground. “Know your position here. Hence, so people should not be arrogant. The wheel was turning, and now you're just a lowly servant here, his hina”. He let go of his trap violently until Fenny's body staggered back.

“Clean my shoes too! Don't let any stains remain there. That's expensive! You won't be able to replace it, ” Deavenny said throwing her mud-filled shoes over Fenny's shabby clothes.

The woman in a casual suit walked into her room barefooted. He smiled satisfied to avenge the treatment of Fenny who demeaned his twin sister.

As for Papa Rey, she now faces Daddy Davis in the back garden. In the mansion there were only Daddy Davis and Deavenny, those who avenged the deeds of the two cursed men more. Because Danesh, Dariush, and Delavar are busy at work, go home tired and leave everything to Daddy and the youngest.

What's more, Danesh, the man spent more time with his wife and two children. He only wanted his in-laws and brother-in-law to beg and kneel before him. For the matter of torturous torment, he left it to the others. Indeed there are benefits to having a compact family, can help each other and complement each other.

“Massage my legs!” father Davis orders haughtily. He is now sitting in a golden-clad iron chair, deliberately buying new to show his iron if he is much richer. To regret ever insulting his family members.

“Iya,” reply Papa Rey Ketus. He sat down and began to move his hands in annoyance. His hand massage was given with full energy and deliberately stick his nails in the calf Daddy Davis. Huh! Very upset with his current position.

“Heh! You want to hurt me?” daddy Davis jolts Papa Rey's body with his feet.

“Who hurt you? It's like this is how I massage. If you don't like it, just call the other waiter,” reply Papa Rey does not want to lose.

“How dare you be with me!” Daddy Davis stood up from his seat. He hardened his jaw staring at his own iron.

Davis's hand pulls Rey's hand. He stepped on Rey's hand with the foot of the iron chair, fortunately the tip was not sharp because there was a cover, but the pressure was greater than a shoe. “This is a reply because you stepped on my son's hand. You should know, my family has a vindictive nature. We won't hurt if we don't get hurt. We are not evil, just giving lessons so that others are not arbitrary to us,” he said with his eyes glaring. “Only one member of my family is hurt, then all will reply,” he added while lifting back the chair and returned to its original position.