
"You know you're bleeding again," Luciana looked down at Dexter's red shoulder, as the bandage was again soaked with blood.
He believes the lawyer's wound was reopened because of the incident, even Luciana looks more worried about Dexter's condition than herself.
While Dexter, the man was still silent - his eyes kept staring fixedly at the woman who was currently changing the bandage on his shoulder. The sad face that Luciana showed made Dexter sigh slowly, this woman was more worried about others when she herself was also injured.
Luciana's small nose was still flushed, and even Dexter saw blood on it and the clothes Luciana was wearing now.
"Is your nose still hurting?" the question just came out of Dexter's mouth.
His one outstretched hand touched Luciana's pale face, it seemed like this woman was still in shock with the scene that had just happened. Actually, not only Luciana was surprised, but Dexter also did not expect that Pharcot and his second wife came to the apartment and made a fuss, even to the point of hurting its residents.
"I'm fine, just banged up a little bit. His blood has stopped and it doesn't hurt too much." Luciana answered as she was. He tried to display his smile, then refocused Dexter's shoulder wrapped which was almost finished.
"You don't want to sue, Pharcot?" Dexter looked solemn with his words, the man faced Luciana and looked at the woman deeply and fixedly.
"I'm ready to help you until they can-,"
"I just want you to be able to settle my divorce with Marcho, Mr. Dexter. You know, no, all the trouble that's going on is coming from him. I don't know why Marcho did that to Rossi, because as far as I know the girl has nothing to do with our problems. All this time Rossi's been pretty good, he's never been hostile to me, he's a submissive little brother. I hope he'll be okay, and if I can I want to help him without having to go back to Marcho."
Every word Luciana said sounded so solemn, her eyes staring expectantly at Dexter who was also returning the deep gaze Luciana showed.
"I promise I'll settle all your problems with that man soon, but I can't promise to help any more free your brother from Mr. Simon's entanglement. It's their business, whether it's a deal they've agreed to until your stepbrother can be a victim."
Luciana could not say anything, she realized and understood the words of her lawyer. All of this comes from the father, and his son is the victim.
"I understand, Mr. Dexter." he said weakly.
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"What do you want to report to me, Bass?" tanyakanya.
Marcho's eye-tailed glanced sharply at the large-bodied man with his trusty plontos head. The dark-skinned man looked calm as the Master looked at him full of intimidation.
"Fharcot and his wife went to the lady at the lawyer's apartment."
Marcho, who had seemed unconcerned, now turned curious. The man flicked his hand so that the nurse would leave the two of them.
"Then?" ask again.
"Fharcot's wife hurt Madam. He manages to make Madam's nose bleed, although the lawyer soon dispels her to avoid further injuring Nyo-,"
"Send a photo of their beloved daughter the residence of Pharcot and that damn lawyer! make sure Luci gets it. I'm sure he'll change his mind after seeing his stepbrother's current state. I can't wait to see Pharcot's reaction, too, how dare he hurt my Luci and keep buying time!" Marcho looked furious, she could no longer tolerate what the old man was doing.
Pharcot had to get a reply for not being able to carry out his orders all this time, only to seduce Luciana to return to him the man wasted a lot of time, but all this time there was a lot of money that Marcho poured for him.
Old fucking jackass!
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