Remember Me, Baby.
Plan

Berlyn’s Club.

In the VIP room, a blue-eyed girl was discussing with two men in their early 40s. It seemed that the discussion was going along because since then, no one seemed to be willing to give up. Each one kept their desires. The girl's face looked irritated, while the two men before her remained calm and unshakable.

"That doesn't make sense!" sergeant Cecille when the two men in front of him wanted a wage five times that of previous approvals.

Cecille's face was already red. It had been almost two hours, but the two men before him remained unmoved. Really crazy! Just because he was desperate, didn't mean they could take advantage of the circumstances to blackmail him!

“I can only add another hundred billion, can't be more!” exclaim Cecille while hitting the surface of the table with a check. The nominal listed on the paper was equal to the amount he had just mentioned.

“You will not suffer any loss if you disappear from Paris,” he continued while crossing. “With that much money, you can have fun in Macau, or Ibiza .. scatter with the beautiful girls there, or build a new business in Mexico. I don't give a shit. What is clear, never come back if you still want to live longer.”

The two men in front of Cecille looked at each other, as if they wanted to get a deal in silence. After exchanging words through the eyes, one of them nodded and took the check.

Older-looking man cleared his throat before opening his voice, “Alright, Miss Cecille. We'll let you know soon if it's ready.”

The man immediately stood up, followed by his partner who seemed quite satisfied with the results of the negotiation. Fortunately he gave the idea to raise the bid, otherwise they would only get 50 billion. He almost grimaced with joy at imagining the 150 billion that would soon be theirs. If divided in two, each will get 75 billion. That is more than enough to start a new business abroad.

“It's nice to work with you, Miss,” the two men said simultaneously.

They then turned around and walked towards the door, leaving Cecille who was still sitting gracefully on the sofa. The expression on the girl's face showed satisfaction as well as impatience.

Cecille smirked in satisfaction. The thin grin makes her facial features look more charming. The contents of his head were filled with various thoughts drawn if the plan this time went smoothly. There would be no one who could prevent him from getting Andrew. Not even the nonsense and warning from Hansel can.

Cecille's eyelids suddenly opened when recalling Hansel. Their last meeting was at the police station. At that time, Hansel gave a deep impression when tucking his hair child while telling him not to worry. His heart was slightly moved when the man promised that Bryan would not bother him again. Honestly, at that time Hansel looked quite charming, similar to the prince riding in a fairy tale country that came to save the princess.

As Hansel said, Bryan never appeared again to this day. The police station charge was dropped when Bryan's affidavit was found by a nurse sweeping him under his hospital bed. It seemed like the paper had fallen due to a gust of wind. With the letter, he and his father were acquitted of all charges. However, after that Hansel Roux never contacted him again.

“Do I need to contact him first?” cecille muttered while turning the phone in his hand.

But for what? He will have a big head.

Remember, Cecille, he's saved you many times. It is appropriate to thank them politely.

Yeah, then he'll start teasing and playing you. Remember the original plan, Cecille. Whatdoyouwd?

Forget Andrew. He's not worthy. Hansel is better than that guy.

In Cecille's head was like there were demons and angels fighting, each giving suggestions from a different point of view, making him dizzy half to death.

“Don't think of that annoying guy again! Focus, Cecille .. focus ...”

The girl got up and took a drink at the mini bar, then gulped it down in one breath. Hot steam filled his mouth and throat. He poured one more spoon and drank it to the end. After that he rushed to the door. Now he should go home and wait for news of the two sneaks earlier.

Cecille opened the door and stepped out. As it turned and was about to turn around, its nose hit a sturdy wall that smelled masculine. He complained loudly. His dizzy head felt increasingly throbbing. He looked up to check what he had just hit. How surprised he was when he found the annoying grin that had just made demons and angels fight in his head.

The girl looked at the man before her in a daze, twitching a few times to make sure that her vision was not wrong.

“A-what are you doing?” he asked after rediscovering his consciousness.

Hansel raised his eyebrows and asked back, “I? Of course you want to have fun. Any problems?”

That cold attitude made Cecille frown dislike. The girl pushed Hansel's chest in annoyance, then turned around and walked away, not caring about the man anymore.

“Wait.” Hansel held Cecille's wrist. “Company me lunch?”

The frown on Cecille's forehead deepened. His eyes narrowed and looked at Hansel with a probing look.

Look at this man, briefly warm and sweet, a flash later cold and infuriating. Not knowing which one to trust. Is he a double personality? cecille grunts in heart.

“You don't?” hansel urged upon seeing the girl before him just freeze and stare at him like a statue.

Actually, the man deliberately came to Berlyn’s club to look for Cecille and tease her. Who knew before he had time to search, the girl had thrown herself into his arms.

“I have a business,” replied Cecille while trying to let go of her hand. “I'll buy lunch if my business this time is in order.”

Hansel's eyes sparkled. He let go of his check and asked, “True?”

“Um. Therefore, pray that my affairs run smoothly, okay?”

“OK. Let me know when your business is done.”

Cecille smiled in satisfaction and sauntered away from Hansel. Of course the plan this time will not fail. Everything is very well arranged, no gaps at all.

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