Savingswoman
127. Retaliation

Some residents were shocked by the news about the business of selling minors with the help of orphanages. Some families who have experienced the loss of children, even not found until now feel happy and sad.

Happy because the child is still open, and sad, because some children have been sent to a place far from police detection. Although the police found their place, they could do nothing.

The little ones they've sent have had bad things among the worst. Brainwashing, as well as being a slave se\*, and also being killed for free for the sale of internal organs.

Ninety-seven children were found in a daze, and the remaining three were found dead.

Some of their blasphemy was made for the owner of the illegal business, which they just knew the wife of a famous businessman. Jasmin, or we can call Mrs Lawson.

Several journalists were seen scrambling to get word out about the state of the perpetrator. Not infrequently they add some news to heat the readers.

Jasmin who became the scorn of the residents felt cornered, especially the rude attitude given Lawson, because he knew if his company was the one in charge of the illegal business.

“I'll embalm you Farel.” Jasmin muttered loudly. In a dark and dusty place, the old woman did things without the guard's knowledge.

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Farel smirked, his brown eyes staring at the news on the thin big screen hanging on the wall.

“How is everything?” Farel asked with eyes still staring at the screen.

Ricard immediately moved, his hand carrying a stack of documents that contained several important files.

“According to Mr. Lawson's request the company will soon be out of business as a result of the woman.” Ricard handed me the green map.

Farel gladly accepted the Map, reading it with a smile that never faded.

“Good! Do your next job.”

“Good Mr.” Ricard bent his body, then resigned to complete some things that have been designed well by Farel.

Farel knocked on the table in front of him with a slow tempo. His brown eyes were bright, the grin that adorned his lips slowly faded, changing with a sad look.

Don't think she's sad about the family's destruction, but she's sad about being away from her pregnant wife.

“How are you doing baby?” Farel asked with teary eyes.

To be honest, these days, the man is feeling a little sentimental. He will certainly feel upset if there is something that is not as happy as his wishes, and he also often wants strange things.

“Ck, why would I want to see that old jackfruit wearing a pink skirt.” Farel clucked in annoyance.

The shadow of Mr. Lawson dancing in a pink skirt with thighs swirled in his brain.

An excruciatingly irritating desire, but the man had no power to resist. By biting the tip of the nail, the man tried to get rid of his desire.

“Nak, why do you want things beyond Papa's power.” Farel rubbed a frustrated face

It seems that desire cannot be delayed any longer. The shadow was getting stronger making the man feel uneasy, because it did not immediately comply with his wishes.

Max looked straight at the white door. The smell of drugs rippled within his sense of smell.

His black eyes looked teary-eyed however, a sense of arrogance made him choose to remain silent rather than show pent-up feelings.

Roy who understands very well what his master feels is just silent, feeling confused how to. But one thing was for sure, the Assistant didn't want to, Max had regrets.

“Tuan ...”

Max blinked, his eyes looking at Roy who looked down in fear. “Hmmm.”

“It's good, you found Miss Salsha.”

Speech in a soft tone, but clearly it entered Max's sense of hearing. Max with hardened jaws stared intently at Roy.

“For what did I meet that woman?”

“Master, will you not regret?” Roy looked up for a moment, then looked down again.

“What should I regret?” Max asked in a hollow tone. His eyes stared blankly at the white door.His emotions instantly receded upon hearing the question of regret.

“I'm sorry Sir. Not that I was presumptuous, but that all humans had mistakes, and he also had one chance. Miss Salsha's situation is far from good right now. Wound of the uterus due to miscarriage that makes Miss's immune system down, plus depression and trauma due to your actions aggravate the condition of Miss. If you can't forgive Miss, it's a good idea to give Miss a chance to prove her regret. Maybe that way, the situation will improve.” Roy gave me advice.

Max remained silent. The man was also confused as to how he felt at this moment. Is he sad? Or happy? The woman who killed her flesh blood was fighting against death.

“Roy__”

“Doctor! Save my son. I beg you, he's the only child I have.”

Speech with a desperate tone that makes the words Max stopped. Max's eyes looked at the middle-aged man, who was none other than Salsha's father with a complicated look. With a slightly trembling body, he stepped.

“I'm sorry Mr. But Miss is already beyond help. Her uterine wounds were too severe, and the strong deprsei that Miss was experiencing made things impossible for me to control anymore. For now, we can only pray, may God still give the opportunity to Miss.” The doctor said quietly, his face looks tired mixed with resignation.

The deg!

Max's heart stopped, and the news caused the same fear when he found out that the child had not appeared. In haste the man walked towards the doctor, then pulled the white collar strong.

“What are you saying? Aren't you a doctor? Your job is to cure the patient! Heal Salsha, whatever happens, or your life will be her instead.” Max looked at the doctor.

The man ignored the doctor's pain. Hearing the explanation about Salsha's health makes the man lose his mind, even forget his hatred.

“I'm sorry Sir, you can let go first,” said the doctor tried to escape from the snare Max.

Max gave a strong grunt, then let go of his grip violently, making the doctor cough strongly with a reddened face.

“I'm sorry Sir, but Miss Salsha's condition is already out of my control. Even at this time some of her organs are not functioning, only the heart that beats with a soft breath as a sign if until now Miss is still alive.”

“Why can it be like that? You don't lie to me. I just saw him yesterday, even though his condition is far from good, but I'm sure all his body still looks normal,” said Max full of emotions.

“I'm sorry Sir. But Miss salsha was brought here unconscious, and full of wounds.”

“What do you mean?” Max asked with sharp eyes.

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