Long Journey of Tough Women

Long Journey of Tough Women
144. Giving Feed


No human being escapes from wrong. If there were, we might find one in a thousand. We do not need to be too perfect, but at least try to avoid and not compromise the name of evil or things that are contrary to the norms that apply in society. Eda Sally


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The expected night arrived. Gail and Erik look neat with thugs. When viewed from their appearance, they look more handsome with their new style.


"This is my husband, right?" Yuana asked as she observed Erik's unusual appearance.


"Who do you think this is, huh?" Erik asked back as he pinched Yuana's cheek anxiously.


"sick." Said Yuana while rubbing her cheek in pain.


Erik immediately grabbed onto the tiny body and hugged it without forgetting to land a kiss all over Yuana's face.


Gail who saw that was not disturbed at all. He used to see the scene every time he came to visit them.


I admit young master is indeed a loyal man. Even though his good looks are above average and have everything but never greedy to have many women. Gail's.


Shortly after, Erik's confidant comes along. Erik and Gail immediately take the man to Erik's study to hear an explanation of his plan to capture Celine.


"We fully leave this matter to the master. If you allow us, we will help. If not, we'll just wait here." Erik opened the conversation.


"I'm sorry if it's not polite. Gentlemen can only be outside without going inside. Because I've set the strategy with my team." Answer the man.


"Well if so." Reply Erik.


"Can I help you?" Tawar Gail's.


"Sorry sir! I don't mean to lose respect, but I want everything to go according to plan, so I don't want anyone outside the team messing up what I've planned and preparing with my team." Answer the man.


"Hmmm! Alright sir. Thank you." Thank you." Gail replied in a weak voice.


"OK! We better get going!" Bring Erik.


They left the luxurious mansion. Yuana had locked herself in the room since. He doesn't want anything to happen with him and Garrick. She prefers to be a room princess.


Erik and his entourage only took about seven minutes to reach the headquarters where Celine lived.


From far away it looks a simple house with a home atmosphere that is like uninhabited, because the lighting of the house is also only a few lights.


Erik's confidant who was the leader of them came down with something in his hand then approached the house. While his friends are still waiting in the car by still using a tapping tool, so any conversation will be heard between fellow members.


Once at the door, the person immediately rang the doorbell. Soon, a man walked up to the door and opened it. Erik's man immediately frowned.


"I'm sorry for interrupting your break! I just want to deliver the lick to Miss Celine. Can I come in?" Ask Erik's man, pointing at a package.


"Oh, okay! Introduce it! My name is Edwin! I'll call my wife. If you're happy, you can wait a minute." Answer Edwin.


"Thank you sir. Alrighty! I'll wait here." Answer the man.


"May I know the name of the master?" Edwin asked before stepping in to call Celine.


"Oh, almost forgot. My name is Gerald." Answer the man of origin. Because in carrying out the mission, they cannot tell their names and identities to clients.


"Well Mr. Gerald." Answer Edwin.


Edwin immediately passed to call Celine. Shortly after, he left with Celine.


"Can I help you sir? Is there any good information for me?" Ask Celine curiously.


"Oh, for you there will always be the best miss. First, I'd like to report a message from Esy, the baby sitter who works for you........" That guy aka Gerald pretended to forget Erik's name.


"Mr Erik you mean?" Celine said quickly.


"Ah, maybe it is. I've forgotten because Miss Esy was in a hurry when she said it." Answer Gerald.


"Then where is Esy and what information do you get from her." Ask Celine.


"Miss Esy told the lady that the baby she was caring for had been killed as she wished. Here's a photo of him pushing this baby into the pool, and here's a picture of a dead baby who's been drinking mostly water. Miss Esy is temporarily hiding in my house" replied Gerald.


"Good work. Thank you, sir." Celine said as she stood up and walked towards Gerald while gently touching Gerald's hand.


"Mr Gerald, then what did you bring me?" Celine asked with a spoiled voice made up.


"This is what I brought." Gerald replied while taking out two packs of the forbidden medicine that Celine had always used.


"I want something more." Celine said as she bravely sat on the lap of the man.


"Then what about your husband?" Gerald pretended to pass with the question because he wanted to prepare for the next step he had to make with his team.


"Ah, just let him. He's just my bedmate sir, not the husband. I'm going to take it after I get my ex-husband back, Erik Wiliam." Celine answered steadily without caring about Edwin's feelings.


As long as you keep giving money so I can gamble, I don't care if you consider me a husband or not. The important thing is that I also have a place to vent my desires. Edwin.


"Alright then Miss Celine. But my friend was waiting in the car. I'll call her to help me, because it looks like she's too active and I'm afraid I'll be overwhelmed and then not be able to satisfy her." Gerald looked for an excuse.


"Ah, I like you more, sir. Quickly call." Celine answered enthusiastically. His hand since then can not be silent to touch the entire body of Gerald. But Gerald could still hold back because he knew his team was near the door.


"Patience! I'll call my friend to come in. I want to satisfy Miss Celine immediately. How about the three of us?" Gerald asked while pointing at Edwin, while the other hand pretended to squeeze the phone.


"For this time, I just want him to be a spectator and learn." Answer Celine lightly.


"Hallo's? Entry only. Miss Celine doesn't mind." Gerald spoke on his cell phone. He deliberately wears a headset to trick Celine.


"Good night! Can we join?" Asked the five men with muscular and tall posture who had just entered.


"Huh? Why so much?" Celine asked in surprise with a deathly pale face.


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