
In the office, the Detectives are investigating all the people and the smallest things related to Nara.
Meanwhile, Sandra, who is hacking into the surveillance cameras where they partied yesterday, is trying to find out who Nara's husband really is.
"SWEAR...?!!"
Sandra kicked down the table and stood up from her chair. He was shocked to see Ammar's identity.
"What..?"
"What's Sandra doing?"
Sam and Galih go straight to Sandra's desk.
"Our client turned out to be the wife of Ammar Dawson" said Sandra slowly, her whole body trembling to know the fact.
"aa. so the contract man is Ammar." murmured Sam still did not understand.
"Then why? What is it that makes you so surprised, huh?" turn on Galih while adjusting his breathing.
"God Dawson. Last month he was inducted into the leadership of GT grub replacing the late Mr. Erland. Mr. Erland's son and daughter were never publicly highlighted. They're his people." Sandra tapped on her computer screen using the tip of the pen. Ammar and Irene face he tapped alternately.
"Really...? wahhh deserved that he turned down 500 million in compensation. It turned out that her husband was a conglomerate." - amazed Galih clucked.
"Does this have anything to do with serial murders?" sam was curious. How can Nara bring all things related to their father's case at once.
Dawson's family is suspicious enough to put his innocent father in prison, as well as a nonsensical marriage contract that makes a murder suspect the wife of a respected man. All that spinning around Sam's head made his blood boil.
"You try to investigate the murder victims again. Let's find out if this is the man who scapegoated Daddy. If true, then they both must have played a big role until all the killing can happen."
Sam stared intently at the computer screen where still clearly displayed photos of Ammar and Irene there. For a moment he felt very sorry for the misfortune that befell the family of the Erland Leader.
...~...
As usual, Nara lived alone in the mansion. He was sitting down and eating a snack while some waiters were cleaning his room.
"You're at home here, Miss Nara?" ask a 50-year-old woman mopping the floor.
Nara lowered her folded legs on the sofa, then she looked at the middle-aged mother who greeted her several times during her stay there.
"I'm Lila, back when Raline's late mistress was alive. I was his personal assistant. Until now I haven't even been able to forget his kindness."
"I just want to remind you, never act outside the orders of Mr. Ammar. Because he has no mercy."
After saying that, Miss Lila left Nara. Nara's throat even choked because of her speech.
What kind of man he really married. Will he be okay until he can find the psychopath who set him up?
...~...
At night when Nara was about to close her eyes, Ammar suddenly knocked on the door of the room with a few sheets of paper in his hand.
With a lazy step, Nara opened the door. He thought Irene, it was Ammar. What's the matter until Ammar meets him? ammar is most anti-face with him.
"I am changing the marriage contract. Read it and sign it now." he handed it in very rudely.
Sayu Nara's eyes almost do not want to open, he read slowly the updates made unilaterally by Ammar carefully.
Can't meet a man without permission.
Can't drink.
Can't go home before sunset.
Do not wear open clothing when leaving the house.
And must not dispute the First Party's speech.
Mata Nara immediately read the additional rules. "It's not fair. Why does this rule apply only to me? Can't I apply the same rules to you?"
He also wanted to know who Ammar met, what his activities were and how his real face was. He was eager to know all that in order to sort out whether Ammar was a believer. Is Ammar really going to help her or just take advantage of her. Even more frightening, Ammar could also trap him by exploiting Nara's misfortune.
Ammar folded his arms around his chest, staring into Nara's face with his jet eyes.
"Why do you always argue with me? Didn't you say you'd obey all my orders?"
"It's Ammar's exaggeration, we're not real husband and wife. So there's no need to make rules like this. I'm not willing to sign this, Irene's contract makes more sense. So I'm gonna keep wearing that one."
Ammar breaks into Nara's room, opens the drawer in the closet and takes the initial contract Irene made.
"How could he know I kept the contract there." Nara's mind turned.
"Try to read carefully, what you want but it's not written here." Ammar hung the initial contract sheet in front of Nara's face.
"I don't think there is.." answered Nara, he had almost memorized the contents of the contract because he always read it.
Ammar lowered his head, brought his face closer and slightly squinted his eyes.
"really? If one day I do as I please, won't you mind?"
When Nara's legs retreated quickly, he even closed the pajama button tightly on the chest while widening his eyes towards Ammar.
"He's threatening me or teasing me? Why is his gaze so creepy and looks lewd!" his grunts in heart.
Ammar stood up straight again, he put on a thin smile at the tip of his lips with a straight look.
"I won't touch you, if it happens even at the tip of a fingernail I'll give you a penalty. 100 million for a light touch intentionally or not. If something goes wrong, then I'm ready to pay whatever you ask. This applies to both of us, who first touch then considered a violation. But instead, you must agree to my terms earlier. How's it?"
The business brain is unmatched about negotiation. Nara was confused, should she obey the rules made by Ammar? He would have lived like a prisoner, but otherwise he could not have imagined what Ammar would do in the future. Touching, whether it was with feelings or with a knife stab, Nara really did not want that to happen.
"Well, I agree to the renewal of his contract!"
Ammar also wrote an additional rule that he said just now, then he signed the contract exactly about the stamp duty. Nara signed her share, whether it was the right decision or not.
"If you're done, get out. I'm going to take a break." Nara's out, she's already very uncomfortable in that room with Ammar.
"From tomorrow report all the results of your investigation. No one is missed. And wear this, just think of it as a contract renewal gift."
Ammar gave him a bracelet with GPS in it, so he could always monitor where Nara went.
Nara fell silent, she observed the bracelet. He knew it was not a cheap bracelet, but he did not know that there was a GPS inside.
Because Nara was silent, Ammar grabbed her arm and put the bracelet on.
"Hey..! Isn't this a violation!" ketus Nara's.
"really? Then I'll send 100 million to your account soon." Ammar smiled, he locked the bracelet even though Nara tried to pull over.
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