Owned By The Devil

Owned By The Devil
[OBTD] CHAPTER 10: Susupect 2


On the other hand, Jasmine was seen watching Altair who was working on the matter while sitting on the living room sofa. Altair sat down with Lesehan nearby.


Last afternoon, Altair asked Jasmine for help to help her with schoolwork. It has been almost an hour Altair struggled with the matter in front of him.


Altair turned to look at Jasmine who was observing her as well. He turned his eyes to the book quickly. However, his eyes were still glancing at the elder brother.


'Say no, huh?' Altair nodded anxiously.


"Why, Ta?"


Jasmine seemed sensitive if her sister was struggling strangely. Since then, he had indeed been closely observing Altair.


"What are you talking about?"


"Emh, that's...." Altair was actually still hesitant to say anything to Jasmine. But, he had no other choice but to tell her what he thought of the older brother.


"So Alta met ... Dad," Altair said in the end.


What Altair said made Jasmine go numb in place.


Daddy's?


"What's? What did you say?" Jasmine looked at Altair with a serious look, hoping that if she misheard.


"Father s-samperin Alta at school, sister" Altair said clearly.


"What does he need to do with you?"


Jasmine turned her aura somewhat cold, a sign that the girl did not like the topic of the chat she was discussing with Altair. In fact, Altair could clearly feel the atmosphere that had suddenly turned unpleasant.


Altair swallowed his coarse saliva. He looked at Jamsine timidly.


"Dad said, Brother should go back to that house," Altair said slowly.


Jasmine hissing does not like. Why else would my father ruin his life? Accidentally meeting Altair without her permission and asking Jasmine to return to the house that was more worthy of being called hell.


"Papa Mommy knows this?"


Altair nodded slowly.


"Don't tell them, Ta. Don't let them know. Wanna?" Jasmine said as if she did not want any objection.


Jasmine was worried if until Mother and her Papa knew this, then a commotion would definitely occur. Then, again Jasmine will blame herself for making family problems back more runnyam.


"But, Brother. Wouldn't it be better if Papa and Mommy knew?" Altair was only worried about Jasmine. She didn't want her brother to go back to dealing with their real father. "They don't want anything to happen to you" Brother."


"They can't know, Ta, what else Rey. Anyway enough we only know and I hope you do not talk about this matter to Mother or Papa," said Jasmine final.


"But Alta was afraid, Brother. Alta was afraid that the events would repeat themselves. I know what Dad is like, right? Alta is worried that Brother de—"


"Alta, enough!" Jasmine cut Altair's speech with a loud snatch, making Altair slightly startled. "No longer want to talk about it, you understand, no!"


Altair finally relented even though inwardly still felt tremendous worry. "Why haven't you changed, brother? Why Dad's nature remains as dictatorial and rude as ever."


Jasmine turned her annoyed gaze into worry. The beautiful girl looked at Altair anxiously.


"What do you mean? He's okay with you, isn't he, Ta? Answer honestly Big Brother's question," Jasmine asked in an anxious tone.


Altair was silent for a moment. He remembered what happened at school.


While the lesson was still going on, his Master called him to the Headmaster's room. Being summoned to the principal's room was commonplace and did not feel awkward at all because he was a Class Master.


But, who would have thought, as soon as he entered the Principal's room, he not only found his Headmaster inside, but also found someone he hadn't seen in a long time. He saw his real father coming along with one of his aides.


Altair still remembered every sentence his father had spoken to him. Her father asked her to return to the house where her father lived.


Altair nodded weakly. "No, kok. Brother doesn't need to worry. Alta is fine."


"Don't lie, Ta! You think you're unconscious?" Jasmine looked at Altair's left hand. "Roll up your sleeves. Take the medicine first."


Altair held Jasmine's arm. "Alta is not lying. Alta really is okay."


Jasmine smiled faintly. He held onto Altair's hand which was covered in long sleeves and held it with a slight press. Altair groaned in pain.


"See? You lied to Brother Alta" Jasmine said sharply.


Altair looked at Jasmine who was picking up a P3K box. He uncovers his long sleeves and looks a little bluish bruised. Jasmine must have immediately known something was wrong when Altair reflexively held her left hand earlier.


Jasmine came back with the topical medicine in her hand and grabbed Altair's arm. He stared at the bruises on Altair's hands with a cold highlight. He put medicine on the bruise.


'Gue must act immediately so that everything is finished quickly and no one will be hurt again because of Dad.' Jasmine sat in with a stifled rage.


"Reverse to the room there," Jasmine ordered after she finished treating Altair.


Altair nodded and brought the book back to the room.


Jasmine breathed a tired sigh.


"It's a good thing that Papa and Mommy aren't home. Don't let Alta leak to Rey's sister about Dad. I don't want Rey to deal with Dad anymore. Especially the same .. that person. Rey could be in danger again because of me."


The tring!


Jasmine's att.i.tence turned on the phone lying beside her. His hand grabbed him to take his cell phone and open the messaging app.


An unknown number sent him two messages. The last message is a black heart-shaped emoticon.


Jasmine frowning. Wh who?


Jasmine hurriedly opened the message from the stranger?


From :+62xxx


「You can't run away from me any longer, J. You know that I can always catch you, right, My Fleur?」


(You can't run away from me much longer, J. You know that I can always catch you, right, My Fleur?)


「🖤」


DEG!


Jasmine's heart beat rapidly and her eyes bought with a whack of surprise.


Jasmine's hand suddenly shook.


Jasmine quickly blocked the foreign number then erased her contact without feeling any hesitation. Jasmine also turned off her phone and dumped her sim card into the trash.


My Fleur's...


My Fleur's...


My Fleur's...


My Fleur's...


Those words kept ringing in Jasmine's head.


"No way," Jasmine shrieked in a frightened tone.