
Evans suddenly stood in a dark room that looked very quiet and endless. The man who looked confused then turned to and fro shouting his family name, and also Jemima. However, only the echoes of his own voice appeared in response to his screams.
"Where am I? Is this a dream?" evans asked confusedly.
The man tried to walk straight for a while. However, all he encountered was the darkness of the night alone. Until finally, the form of a beautiful woman dressed very simply appeared in front of Evans.
"Leon, help me!" exclaim that woman.
Evans pegged for a moment. "Who are you? Who's Leon?" tanyanya.
"Leon, help me! The man wanted to save me again!" Without answering Evans' question, the woman returned to say something she did not understand.
"Who are you, and where am I now?" ask Evans again. This time his eyes looked sharp.
The figure of the woman was silent for a while, before finally walking closer towards Evans, and standing exactly a few centimeters in front of him.
"We will continue to be reborn as lovers who always love each other, and every chance that comes, I will never let God take this bitter memory from us until anytime."
After saying such a strange thing, the woman took one step forward and tiptoed to place her hands around Evans' neck.
Unexpectedly, the woman kissed Evans' lips and charmed him affectionately.
Evans. His brain told the man to immediately get rid of the foreign woman.
However, deep down inside Evans, there was a hunk of longing that flooded his heart.
Evans realized that he was missing someone. But the man could not figure out who he was missing.
Simultaneously, pain and grief struck Evans' mind instantly.
The young woman's figure deepened against Evans.
As if hypnotized, Evans gripped gently on the waist of the woman and returned his kiss.
Evans' eyes closed. At that time the shadow of a large building was clearly visible to him, complete with signboards clearly displayed on the walls of the house.
Evans woke up from his dream. The man's heart immediately beat fast. His chest was seen going up and down and his body was even already filled with cold sweat.
Evans tried to recall the dream he had just experienced. However, the only thing he could still remember was the shadow of a luxurious and desperate mansion that seemed to have been lost.
"What feeling is this?" muttered the man. Suddenly he rubbed his face and was surprised when he found there were droplets of tears flowing down his cheeks.
"I ... cried?" ask him to yourself.
...***...
"Iris."
The sweet voice of a gentle man called out his name. Not just once, the voice kept calling his name repeatedly.
"Detach, Iris. You don't deserve to be covered in sin for that man's death."
The soft voice returned. However, Elena did not care at all for him, she continued to strangle Albern's neck, despite the tears seen flowing down his cheeks.
"Iris." The voice again called to him. However, it does not sound intimidating.
Elena loosened her grip on Albern's neck, before then releasing the man completely.
Gaining such an opportunity, Albern distanced himself from Elena until he fell out of bed. In order to eliminate the fear present in him, Albern even rebuked and tried to slap Elena. However, the girl instead swiftly twisted Albern's hand with all her might, until her bones rang.
Albern's screeching voice sounded heartbreaking for a moment.
They came in droves and broke down the door of the room.
The heartbreaking sight then caught their sense of sight.
Elena who only wore pak*ian dal*m, stood haughtily in front of Albern who was now like prostrating while groaning in pain.
Their boss was heard begging for mercy on the girl.
Three men of great stature rushed up to the two, to help Albern. However, Elena's sinister-sounding voice told them to stop.
They stopped their footsteps. All over their bodies suddenly creeped in fear.
"Shut up there!" elena exclaimed once more while looking at the three people.
Gaining such gazes, my book sat them down for a moment.
"I'll never let you ruin my life again. If you still intend to do so, your life is lost in my hands!"
After saying so, Elena let go of Albern's hand and kicked his body, hitting the feet of the three men.
Without saying anything, they immediately helped Albern up and carried him out of the room. Same with everyone who was there.
The door of the room Elena occupied was heard closing, and at that moment, Elena's eyeballs returned to their original state.
The girl fell to the floor and fainted.
...***...
Accompanied by Jemima and two cars behind him, Evans drove a car to go to the 'Royal Golden Mansion'.
It was the only dream she could remember. Somehow, he felt that the dream was a clue to where Elena was at this moment.
Armed with the information that Jemima got from the internet, the mansion is one of the ten famous mansions in this city, the identity of the owner of the mansion is kept secret from the public.
Jemima had originally proposed to inform the police of the strange clues Evans had found. However, the man firmly refused.
"You didn't believe me, what about them?"
Jemima still clearly remembered the words of his superior. It was true that they had a little argument, before finally, he decided to follow Evans' willingness to visit the mansion.
After all, the police would definitely protect the owner and would not let them in, if they knew Evans would break in there. So he took with him eight of his father's men who now followed him from behind.
Evans couldn't have gotten in there alone. He simply assigned them to help him open the path, before then entering alone looking for Elena.
The car driven by Evans began to enter the hilly area that looks beautiful and soothing.
Evans drove his car as fast as he could to the giant gate of a spacious and luxurious mansion. From the outside it can be seen, that the mansion has very strict security. Several guards were seen pacing around.
"You sure, sir? We'll get into big trouble if it turns out Miss Elena isn't there" said Jemima, a little worried.
"That big problem wouldn't have happened if it turned out Elena was there. I'd be very sorry if those clues were true."
Evans then turned on the hazard d lamp twice to attract the attention of these people.
Jemima held his breath. All these years of knowing Evans, he knew very well that the man was very skeptical of things beyond logic. But look at it now! Just because of a silly dream, he was recklessly looking for trouble with one of the important people in this city.
Evans' martial ability was indeed not to be underestimated, but still it was one of the stupid things he had encountered. Evans never really fought with anyone. The man had only ever fought with elementary school children. That too as a coach.