Shackle Desire Aunt Beautiful
Chapter 42: Kencana hotel Ballroom Incident

Madam Abizar activated the earphones in her ears, then stood up. "Good night, everybody. Tonight there is no business, but only love. Everyone is looking forward to the happy news. So too with me. Thank you for your presence in the precious moments of the Abizar family. Let's just start the Royal Diamond heir ring exchange event."

"Kenzo Dion Al Abizar, with Au....,"

"Stop! Mr. Kenzo must take responsibility for the abuse he's committed!" exclaimed someone from the main door of the ballroom, making everyone stand up and stare towards the source of the noise of the event troublemaker.

All gazes were only fixed on one creature with a contrasting appearance. The clothes were long and covered his entire body except for his face and palms. Even a white scarf coiled around his neck.

"Isn't that the woman on TV this afternoon?"

"Eh, yes. There he is, his name is Via."

"What does this news mean that it was true this afternoon?"

Whispers from one mouth to another began to rule the hotel ballroom, making the devil stand up and take the mic on the table.

Keano keeps Kenzo from staying in the room with their grandmother. While the devil walked down the stage and walked up to the troublemaker of the event tonight. His steps came to a halt in front of Via with a distance of three meters.

"Gentlemen, please calm down and please sit back!" said the devil with his firm voice. "You, please make a complaint before the show starts!"

Mic was thrown towards Via, and caught the woman with both hands. At first glance the devil can see something from behind the scarf when swaying due to the movement via catching the mic, making a meaningful smile develop perfectly.

"You're very kind, Miss. Thank you." Thank you." Cupped both hands as a thank you.

The devil did not reply, but just stared at Via expressionlessly. The atmosphere became quiet and tense.

"I'm Vivian, an office girl who's only the first day of work has been abused. As I said on the TV channel Geisha along with proof of visa. So, I want to demand justice on honorable Mr. Kenzo. You're a businessman, of course, with a lot of power, but the abuse you've done has ruined my future. I'm hoping, you don't turn away from the deed....,"

Prooque!

Prooque!

Prooque!

The sound of applause again took the attention of all the invited guests in the hotel ballroom. A beautiful woman dressed in a floral party entered the ballroom with firm footsteps, leaving everyone glued because she was so beautiful and graceful.

Madam Abizar and duo K stood up and walked off the stage to approach the devil.

Now all the gazes were directed at the people on the red carpet studded with red roses. Via was still calm with a sad face with sad eyes. However, his gaze banged on the woman clapping and fear began to seep into his heart.

"Hay, Via. Is all your heart still hidden?" tanca asked expressionlessly.

Via gulped the saliva with great difficulty. "Non, I just want to demand justice. Look at what Mr. Kenzo did to me,"

The scarf on Via's neck was released, making all eyes wide to see a red scar that must have been the perpetrator so fiercely pouncing on the woman. Via's actions actually drew a curved line on Tanca's lips with an eye code on the devil.

The devil nodded, and changed his facial expression to sad. Then walked over to Via, wordlessly hugging the woman tightly. "Have fun, may God forgive you."

"Via, I'll make sure Kenzo is responsible for what he did. Come here!" tanca said, making Ken's hand clench.

Via was stunned for a moment by Tanca's words. Why does it sound like a threat, not a surrender because of defeat.

Tanca walked closer to Via, but it was just passing by and that was enough to increase Via's heart rate.

"Bee, turn this around!" tell Tanca by giving a flash to the devil.

"Honey!" call Ano, make Tanca blink both eyes for the others to calm down.

Tanca turned back to face Via, giving one command from the earphones in her ear.

The sound of footsteps running into the ballroom. Ten men in bodyguard uniforms stopped and surrounded Via, making the woman stare fiercely at Tanca and the Abizar family.

"All your efforts, I salute Via. Unfortunately, you're on the wrong target." Tanca snapped her fingers.

Instantly it was dark because the lights were turned off, then the sound with the screen displaying the heat show was rotated uncensored except for the face of the man who was busy playing the role on the dim bed. Via's face paled, his mind refuting if all his plans to frame Kenzo turned out to be a failure.

Intentions want to run, but his body is in the care of the bodyguards. The video just changed with the other video. Evidence of Via as a comfort woman along with several encounters with the man who hired her to take down the Abizar family business.

Ten minutes can turn Via's life into a colorless blur. The lights came back on, making Tanca walk up to Via with a piercing glare.

Plaac!

"Slay on your accusation."

Plaac!

"Slay for your stupidity."

Plaac!

"Slay for your evil intentions."

"YOU!" exclamation Via prepared to reply to Tanca's slap, but his hand could not be used.

"Did you not have a job?! A night woman sells their bodies to survive, but you?" Tanca pointed towards the door of the hotel ballroom where a middle-aged woman was standing with a cane.

The bodyguard forces Via to turn around and see Miss Angel's gift. Not just slumped, Via's body immediately limp and collapsed with his legs together. The disappointed look of the middle-aged woman was indeed torturing her heart. "Mother....,"

"Really, if you ask me for help. I'll make sure to bring your mother back in your arms." Tanca walked past the bodyguards and approached the middle-aged woman ahead. "A child can do anything for their mother, but don't think. I don't know why you sold your mother. Vio the night girl."

The silence resumed with the whispers of the guests. The gaze that he originally wanted to defend turned to hate and disgust. Not long after the whisper ended, Tanca again snapped her fingers and some people re-entered the ballroom with a man in handcuffs.

"Good night, Mr. Amzar."