
The atmosphere became quiet for a few moments. Yes, at least a few seconds after Beyza asked about the terms of the Great Mistress.
Two pairs of eyes looked at each other. One of them was curious. While others just look calm, full of enthusiasm, like just got a jackpot.
"Revenge!" said Aishe who then stood up while holding the cay glass. He walked towards the glass window, which was a few steps away, staring outwards as if observing something.
While on the other side. Both of Beyza's eyes immediately widened, surprised to hear the terms of Aishe. His mind began to be confused, thinking about many things. But he had not yet guessed further, Aishe had already spoken.
"Don't be happy just yet. I didn't immediately do this for you" Aishe explained.
Beyza was still in her place. Sitting down without daring to look at Aishe. His gaze was straight, looking at the table in front of him, while listening to the explanation that sounded a little tighter.
"You clearly know that these few days, 'that woman' managed to get the Gulbar family a little troubled. Even to the point of making me deal with the thing I hate the most."
Aishe gulped down the still warm cay. Then he turned around, walked to the chair and sat back down. A smile again emanated, leaving Beyza confused by the attitude of the Great Mistress who changed.
Actually, what does the Madam want?
Seeing Beyza's confused look on her face, Aishe asked in a gentle tone. "What do you think, Beyza?"
The girl in white was flabbergasted for a moment, not knowing what to answer, and finally just kept quiet with her mouth gaping. A split second later, an apology came out of his mouth.
"Ma-sorry, Mistress. This servant thinks of many things, so that no one can represent all of them" Beyza said, looking down, as if feeling guilty.
"I know this sounds ridiculous, but he won't stop bothering you and can even hurt you again."
Hearing Aishe's words, in Beyza's mind immediately intercepted the incident as she was confined.
"The incident at that time .. Is it true that Miss Diana did it?" tanyanya made sure once again, even though she had seen the CCTV footage.
Aishe just kept quiet, looking at Beyza without saying anything. Clearly he knew, this fact clearly made Beyza shaken. Moreover, Beyza and Frans are quite familiar.
"Sorry, Madam. Not in disbelief, I just didn't expect, they could do like that, even more β¦." Beyza was downcast, feeling a hot sensation that spread across the chest, until her lips were difficult to say Frans' name.
He suddenly remembered, a very agonizing tightness when confined in the room with gas that continued to gush. The memory that increasingly made his chest burn with anger and disappointment.
"No problem, I understand that. Wounded by the closest people, did not expect, did not you?" aishe said, briefly recalling her past.
"So, can we work together?" Both glances of Aishe's eyes fished sharply, staring at the emotionally hunted Beyza.
"But how, madam? She is a model with a lot of followers. I'm afraid, he can play the public?" cetus Beyza's.
Instead of telling her plan, Aishe simply smiled with both eyes slightly narrowed.
"Therefore, I need you, Beyza!" Aishe. "Dealing with the media is what I dislike the most, especially public opinion," he continued.
This time, the white woman with Amber-colored eyeballs immediately nodded. Two head nods that looked quite firm in Aishe's eyes.
"I agree, Madam!" said it.
As if not willing to waste a lot of time thinking or guessing, Beyza immediately agreed to it easily. Thinking of the tightness he had felt a few days ago.
He is not a manipulative person. Given the way they harmed him, he was worried that they could also harm one of the Gulbar family.
"Go rest! We'll talk again tomorrow!"
After a conversation that wasn't too long. Rubby walked closer to them, then invited Beyza to rest in the room he had prepared.
Aishe stood up again, walking towards the window with a straight look of eyes staring at the bird house that was in the tree. At least a few minutes he was standing with the same view, when the footsteps of a man were heard.
"To eliminate two ticks like them, isn't it very easy for us? Same, when your husband is avenging for you," said the middle-aged man who suddenly stood beside Aishe.
Aishe's eyes were still fixed on the same spot. Unaffected though Rehan suddenly stood beside her. Even so, the woman who has given birth to 4 children, can digest the speech of her foster brother.
"Two people have different traits and circumstances. The only one was greedy, relying on a way to earn money, even to the point of killing someone. Death is the way to end it" Aishe replied with a hand.
"While this one, besides being arrogant and arrogant, he also had public influence. Death is definitely not as easy as it was before, given that the Gulbar family is not a mafia family" he explained.
One corner of Rehan's lips lifted slightly, along with glancing eyes staring at Aishe's face. The foster sister who he thought was getting wiser than before.
True, she was a woman who now held the status of being the Great Mistress of the 3rd generation Gulbar family. Obviously, in addition to Diego's good name, he also has to keep the family's good name. All actions must be carefully thought out.
"Lantas, what's your plan?" rehan asked curious about his foster sister's plan.
"Stripping all of hers, take what rests on her life. Make him feel the loss of his pride one by one!"
...~ TBC ~...
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