Love Sugar Daddy
109~S3

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BRAK !!

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The door leaf was forcibly broken down by someone from the outside. Surprised by the om om who did not know himself. He turned over from above Hilma's body and..

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BUGH !!!

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"Fuck !!!! Dare her you touch her demon !!"

BUGH !!

Who else if it wasn't Gleen.

Gleen smashed the door hard and immediately threw her fist at the bastard who had no idea she was about to snatch away Hilma's honor.

"Dead lo !!"

Gleen keeps beating that guy om om om. Overlay her on the floor and her taste will not give her mercy.

"Mas Gleen, enough mas ! he could die !" Said one of his Daddy's men coming and trying to stop Gleen who was like a person from beating people.

"Get rid of me, he must die !!" He pointed it at the om om who was helpless, he was forced to pull but continued to thrash and still wanted to beat the man to death.

"Enough mas, mas can be problematic if beat him to death"

Gleen felt back to her conscious. His clear mind was flowing again. His breathing was still hunting, his jaw was also still hardened due to his anger.

Hilma.

He remembered the girl. He turned his gaze away from the bastard om om and looked for where Hilma was.

"Just...!"

Gleen soared over to the little girl who was curled up on the floor beside the bed. She hugged her two knees and drowned her face there.

"Nil.."

Gleen knelt down and sat down to align her body to Hilma. His heart felt so broken to see Hilma who was so messy, sad, brewed right.

The poor girl was no longer wearing her clothes and only her tangttop was covered.

Gleen again clenched her hands and again wanted to beat up the shameless lecherous man. But luckily, that bastard's been taken away by Daddy's men.

"Maika.." Gleen called him again. Trying to touch the girl's head but Hilma reflexively brushed over and distanced herself.

The girl looked very scared and broken.

"Hil, it's me Gleen !" Said Gleen trying to resuscitate Hilma who was still in her fear.

"Don't, don't..." Mumbled Hilma. He kept saying no, shaking his head with sobs of trauma.

"Gue won't hurt you, elo don't be afraid anymore." Gleen kept trying to resuscitate him. "Gue Gleen Hil, look at me !"

Hilma tried to raise her face, trying to stare at Gleen in the midst of her fear. The girl's face had even flooded with tears.

"M-gold, Gleen.." Her words stammer.

Gleen nodded. Justifying her remarks because Hilma had already started to recognize her.

Gleen felt powerless. He pulled the little girl's body and clasped her. Drowning her petite body into the warmth of her embrace.

Gleen shed tears. It hurts all this for Hilma.

"Elo don't be afraid anymore, there I am here.." Gleen rubbed her head. Combing Hilma's long hair with her fingers so that it no longer falls apart.

"M-mas...Hicks.hiks.."

Who is not sick, who is not broken. Hilma felt her mentality had now been severely beaten. How cruel this world is, overwriting a problem that will surely destroy its future.

"Lo calm down, there I am here.."

Gleen stared at the shattered face that was flooded with tears. So sweetened him.

It was fortunate that he had arrived just in time, and before Hilma was completely destroyed and snatched away her future by that heartless bastard man.

"I'm here." Mumbled again.

Seeing the appearance of Hilma who was no longer regular. Gleen takes off her leather jacket and puts it on Hilma.

"We're getting out of here." Take Gleen and bring Hilma up.

But when they were about to step out of the room, Gleen's step was immediately stopped because of the figure of the Daddy who blocked her.

"D-daddy.." Gleen muttered as she looked at Anan who was standing before her, crossing right into two hands in front of her chest with a blade-sharp gaze pointed at her.

"What are you doing here ?"

The question sounds gripping. Making it choked feels no longer able to make its sound.

Anan's gaze shifted, staring at the figure of the crying, messy and irregular little girl beside Gleen.

"He..??"

"Gleen here to nolongin' him Dad !" Gleen.

Although Anan has so much to do with all his men to save Della, but Gleen knows that Anan will definitely not care about Hilma.

And the man's words made Anan look back at him.

It's not her she now has to be in the hospital to treat her injuries. But unbeknownst to her, her son is here to help the girl.

Anan swallowed the saliva that felt faint. Staring at Gleen with a difficult gaze.

"Sorry Dad, but Gleen can't not care about her."

Gleen knew, surely Anan would be very angry about what he did.

"You know and realize what you're doing ?"

"Gleen is well aware of it."

"And you still want to refute him !"

"Gleen knows what Gleen has to do !" Say it without regret.

Gleen knows, all she's doing is an opposition to Daddy. A resistance to her. Yes, because Anan never liked Hilma and considered all these problems because of her.

Anan nodded his head. Smiled cynically at his son who was already boldly fighting against him.

I don't know what's on Gleen's mind, her son.

"You're aware of what you're doing, aren't you ?" Ask Anan again. He advanced a step closer towards Gleen who continued to hold Hilma's hand.

Slowly, Gleen nodded her head.

"With her pride you defend this cheap girl !" Anan's point of reference to Hilma. His gaze was sharp, full of dislike towards the girl.

"Aren't you ever able to see who and what this girl looks like !!"

Anan's touch made Hilma cry in shock, a step back and bowed behind Gleen's body.

"Seeing and judging a person does not have to be from the outside. If it looks bad on the outside, but not necessarily on the inside it will be bad !"

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