Hidden Rich Man's
Part 93's
Davis begins to open a brown envelope given by Louis. He took out all the photos in it. One by one his eyes saw what activities were done by his son.
Davis's hand took one of the photos where Danesh was serving his customers from behind a cash register. He flanked the photo using his index and middle fingers, then he showed it to his man. “Explain to me about this photo,” his word with his serious face.
Louis nodded at a glance with his flat face, explaining the information about the photo. “Tuan Danesh opened a coffee shop in Indonesia, every day customers who come very much. And within two weeks, Mr. Danesh's coffee shop was famous for Mr. Danesh's charm that has an above average face,” he explained.
Davis put back the photo he held. His lips smiled proudly with eyes staring at Louis. “Good, means he's my son. He was able to survive without a penny from me,” he said.
Davis again took the photo in the same style as before. “Then this?” tanyakanya.
Louis saw the photo, saw Danesh out of the coffee shop and was holding Felly's hand. “That's Mr. Danesh's wife.”
Davis rounded his eyes, shocked by the information he had just heard. “Wife? You mean, she's married?”
Louis nodded in confirming.
Davis massaged his pulsating temple. “Naughty boy, he could have married without telling his family,” he lamented.
“Sorry, Sir. From the information I got, the woman seemed to be pregnant first. The date of their marriage and the gestational age of the woman are different. They have just been married two months more, while the gestational age of the woman has been three months more,” Louis said.
Louis remained silent, for his master did not ask him any questions.
Davis took another photo. His eyes stopped on two photos that made him a little curious at once furious. He held both pictures with his hands and showed them to Louis. “Explain!” emphatically.
“The middle-aged man was the parent of Mr. Danesh's wife, and the young woman was Mr. Danesh's twin sister. Sorry, Mister. Looks like Mr. Danesh's relationship with his wife's family is not good, if I see from the monitoring for two weeks,” explained Louis. He took a few breaths, for he was too much of a sniffle.
“They were involved in a dispute in a coffee shop owned by Mr. Danesh,” Louis added.
Davis put the pictures down. He supported his chin with his hands clasping each other. His eyes looked at Louis with his eyebrows raised. “You've investigated them? What did they do to my son?”
Louis shook his head. “Not yet, Sir. I just followed Mr. Danesh and have not investigated everything that was done and happened to Mr. Danesh during his time in Indonesia,”.
“Ck! Go back to Indonesia, and find out all the information about Danesh. Without exception. All the information from him set foot there. Even the slightest bit of information, you have to get it,” Davis said with a slight sense of regret. The bad feeling all this time, it turns out because his son hates in the land of people.
“Good, Mr.” Louis nodded respectfully.
“Oke, you can go. Do not report to my wife information about my son impregnating and marrying a woman there, nor about my son's feud. Could he hear it,” Davis said before Louis left his room.