
Hearing the word Still remember me from the lips of a man who was behind her made Amora raise the tip of her lips.
He was not at all afraid when he knew his life was clearly not in a good state.
Although her hair was pulled violently by the man, Amora did not display the slightest expression of her pain.
"Did you miss me?"
Ask the man again.
Bill Rowland, son of Ibn Rowland.
Rumor has it that Ibn Santoso threw Santoso's name behind him for marrying a wealthy businesswoman and changing his name to bill Rowland.
Amora is seen chuckling while letting Bill kiss her ears violently.
"You can see if I miss you or not"
The girl replied in a voice so flat.
"Let's enjoy the same night as a few years ago"
Said Bill then.
"Don't you want to explain something to me, Uncle Ibn Santoso? ah not Ibn Rowland"
Ask the girl later.
Hearing his name mentioned twice but with the use of a different name made Ibn round his eyeballs.
"What?"
The man raised the tip of his eyebrow.
Bill wanted to forcefully pull Amora's body, but he immediately stopped his movements as Amora said.
"Uncle does not want to explain to uncle's son why in the past uncle was banished from the Santoso family?"
"Wasted?"
Bill asked in a slightly confused tone.
"What are you talking about? drag him and finish him right now, Bill"
The man's orders were quick.
"You don't want to hear Bill's one big secret? Your papa is a master con man, using many people to achieve his ambitions"
"Heiiii shut your mouth..Lang"
Ibn shouted loudly in the middle of the night.
"What is Papa trying to hide?"
Bill clearly rounded his eyeballs.
"You don't know if you're the bastard son of the Santoso family? you don't know if Papa you deliberately brought you in for reasons different from reality to get his rights back in the Santoso family?"
Instead of being concerned with the yelling and anger of Ibnu, Amora continued to make her voice, deliberately provoking the atmosphere to heat up, deliberately making the two Children and the father stiffen together.
"What?"
Bill was frozen.
"Bag, ja.lang fucking shut up your trash"
"You know why your Papa killed me that night Bill? because I know a big secret about a lot of things and also about who you really are"
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The man pointed his weapon at Amora.
"Don't listen to that Pe. lacur, bill"
"Don't you see how panicked Papa is you Bill?"
The girl further made the atmosphere around them stiffen.
Klatakkkk
This time Bill pointed his gun at his Papa.
"Let down your gun, Pa"
The father and son became tense at once.
Amora looked satisfied looking at the expressions of the two men.
"You dare point your gun at me?"
"I just want to know why Papa was so obsessed with killing this girl that night"
"You raped her first, I tried to cover up your stupidity"
"i did it because I love him, but he loves Justin and they're getting married"
"You know that girl's a liar"
"I've never lied to anyone, you know Bill? Your papa is hiding a big secret about whose son you really are"
Amora accidentally broke in between the two men's chat.
"Shut your mouth fucking Pe"
"Say"
"Your mother is..."
"Amora......"
Amora was about to speak but suddenly the sound of Ibn broke the situation.
"Say..."
As soon as the two voices of the person put to each other, then....
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Dorrrrrr
Dorrrrrr
Dorrrrrr
Three gunshots broke the silence of the night.
For a moment everyone froze, Amora tried to stare at her stomach for some time.
Bill's eyeballs stared in front of him and then stared at Amora in turn where he could see a burst of blood hitting her face.
You can imagine how the atmosphere at that time, in the middle of a pitch-black night.
Fresh blood was seen flowing along paved streets in the Paris suburbs where they stood between towering buildings in a narrow, uninhabited passageway.