
The Ritz Carlton London Presidential Suite
Simon Weston smiles as he sees Jayde coming along with his two Oomnya who are tough and capable lawyers from Blair and Blair Advocate.
"Mister Weston" said Travis and Steven.
"Mr Blair and Mr. Hamilton. May I call you by first name?" simon smiled as he shook hands with Travis and Steven.
"No problem Mr. Weston."
"Please, call me Simon. I feel old called Mister. But no! Just call me Simon." Simon's tone of voice sounded firm and did not want to be denied. "Let's sit down."
The four sit down and Travis goes looking for Stephan and Gabriella, Simon Weston's two children.
"If you're looking for my two children, they're in Edinburgh clearing up the mess. I don't know how they can be cheated.." Simon grumbled.
"According to Jayde's story, it all starts with you retiring, Oom Simon" Travis said.
"Oom... Oh I love that call. Well, I guess once I retire, Bryce's getting brave because I've given it all up to Stephan and Gabriella." Simon looked at Travis seriously. "Stephan is too soft and Gabriella... Stephan was too hard on my daughter but not on anyone else and now, he's got the stone."
"Did Gabriella do it all?" ask Steven.
"Ohya, I officially appointed my daughter who replaced Stephan as one of her punishments for being negligent !" Simon looked at Jayde. "Darling, my son-in-law's future grandchildren won't jump in it."
"No Grandpa. I'm sorry but I think it's Oom Stephan and Aunt Gabriella's responsibility. I'm just helping unpack but everything, they're the ones who have to finish." Jayde smiled at Simon.
"You're right Jayde."
"Well Oom Simon, what do we want to do in legal action?" travis asked while bringing out his iPad, MacBook and agenda as well as Steven's.
"They robbed me of £1 billion. I'm asking for double back !" said Simon. "For five years they robbed me and I want to demand that their assets be able to pay my demands, which is in addition to all other criminal acts."
Travis nodded. "Oom Simon's. Let's work on civil and criminal charges."
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College Park MD, Sadawira Apartment, Maryland
Sadawira stared at his freed apartment into a crime scene with feelings of embarrassment because this was worse than phrogging (people who live inside the house without the owner knowing) because of his privacy already hacked by all law enforcement.
This Saturday Sadawira planned to return to his apartment after almost a month of living at Pedro and Nadira Pascal's house. Together with Biana, the nephew, Sadawira was about to clean up all the mess there.
"Oom Wira, he said DEA agents will clean up but how to make the walls less neat huh?" biana comments while examining the wall that was dismantled by DEA agents under the leadership of Jammie Keller.
"We can refine Bia again. You want to help Oom, right?" Sadawira turned his head towards his nephew who was known to be intelligent and critical.
"Yuk. Mumpung Daddy again there's a case to Washington and mommy there's a seminar, I super join !" biana cuek.
"You tuh. Sure you don't want to be like your Daddy?" asked Sadawira while putting down the tarp and the old newspaper.
"No. I want to be like Mommy, a lecturer." Biana tied her hair and prepared to be a janitor.
"Good! Because Oom is sure, you will be a lecturer who is much fiercer than your mommy." Sadawira rubbed Biana's head.
"Oom, said Opa, if I am not fierce, doubtful as a descendant of McCloud, Reeves and Pratomo."
Sadawira.
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London England
"Good night your highness" said Travis politely.
"Stop the chit chat, Travis. We're family" chuckled Henry, the English king. "Travis, can you come to Kensington tomorrow?"
"Absolutely. What time, Henry?" ask Travis.
"Nine in the morning. Take Jayde with you."
"Okay. We'll be there."
"Later my assistant will take you to my study. We're having tea, all right?"
"Yes your highness."
King Henry laughed.
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Kensington Palace, London
At nine o'clock, Travis Blair and Jayde Neville Abisatya arrived at the palace, which also houses King Henry and Queen Medeline. The two were taken to the workspace of the English king who was also a good friend of Sean Leopold, the Belgian king, Travis' nephew and Jayde's brother-in-law.
The two entered into a very luxurious workspace and there was already Henry and Medeline waiting for them.
"Albert, close the door and if anyone's looking for me or Medeline, tell them to hold off until tomorrow !" henry's orders.
"Yes Your Majesty." Albert came out and closed Henry's office door.
"Travis, how are you?" Henry hugged Travis Blair. "Jayde's."
Jayde bowed respectfully to Henry. "Your Majesty" Jayde smiled.
"Oh come on, call the usual." Henry smiled at Typhoon Abisatya's son.
"Travis, Rahajeng didn't come?" ask Medeline who got a kiss on the cheek from the lawyer.
"No, the business is different. After all, Rahajeng has to watch over my daughter who is outrageous with her lover.." kekeh Travis makes Jayde smile smirk.
"Nadya and Omar? Seriously?" medeline asked as she let the two guests sit down.
"Yes. They're very serious. And me and Rahajeng don't mind because Omar loves and protects my daughter."
"Thank God you're okay." Henry smiled towards the two people before him. "So, I don't want to linger. How's the Simon Weston case progressing?"
Travis and Jayde looked at each other. "Well..."
"I won't intervene but I'm entitled to know because it involves one of my ministers who happens to still have a kinship relationship with Medeline despite being far away." Henry looked seriously.
"Okay, your highness. So..." Travis and Jayde tell the chronology of how Simon Weston lost so much.
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