The Dark Side of a Judge
Chapter 49. The Furies of the Father

Liam bit his inner lip after getting a report from Usman. Without feeling that the man had hurt himself. The salty taste of the blood began to be felt by him.

"How's this? End me!" The handsome man's jaw was hardened. His fingers clenched strongly. He did not expect all his plans to fall apart.

"It's all because of Makutha! Why didn't he just forget about it! Cio died for Toni! Why should I also be dragged into her grudge!"

Shortly afterwards, there was a knock on the door. A young man in a neat suit entered the room. His face looks so panicked. He refused to look at Liam's face.

"Sir, Mr. President is waiting for you in the Big House." The man named Albert lowered his gaze, staring at the end of his shoes.

"Damn!" liam's Ogot.

"Begging Mr. Hasan to get the car ready. I'll be right down."

"Good, sir." The bule-faced man lowered his head respectfully then walked out of Liam's room.

After trying to calm down, Liam finally came out of his room. He walked straight to the lobby. The officers nodded respectfully to him. However, the usually friendly Liam was no more. The man's face was covered in dark clouds.

While in front of the Mayor's office building, his personal driver was already standing next to the car. The middle-aged man opened the door for Liam. Liam immediately entered the four-wheeled vehicle.

"Just go to papa's house, sir," Liam ordered as the driver sat behind the steering wheel.

"Good, sir."

Hasan immediately drove the car at a moderate speed, while Liam sat with a restless heart in the back seat. The man looked up at the street, as if he was obscuring skyscrapers that stood upright in a cloud.

It didn't take long to get to the father's house. Hasan turned around the car and opened the door. Liam took a deep breath then exhaled slowly before getting down from the car.

Liam stepped towards the main door with a height of two meters. A security guard standing at the door lowered his head respectfully, then opened the door for the Mayor.

"Come, sir." A man in his 40s greets Liam and invites him to enter the house.

Liam repeatedly gulped because he imagined his father's wrath. Roby was last angry with him seven years ago. At that time, my father wanted to run for President.

Roby was forced to shut up the police with a large amount of money. All that he did so that his name was not tarnished before the election. If the public finds out that Liam is involved in brawl and causes someone to die, surely public attention will be reduced for him.

Without feeling, now Liam is in front of the work room of the father. The adjutant who was with him started to open the door. Now Liam can clearly see Roby sitting behind his desk.

The father's gaze was like a starving wolf, preparing to pounce on prey. Liam again gulped down a rough saliva, then walked over.

"Morning, Pa," Liam greeted with a trembling voice.

Roby got up from the chair and walked over to the son. He raised his hand. The President's adjutant approached and handed him a whip.

Sontak Liam. The man shuddered in horror at the sight before him. The shadow of pain and soreness on the back that was whipped with that object was clearly still remembered in the memory of the brain.

"Pa, I ...."

"Take position!" roby shouted without paying attention to the son's words.

"Ma ...."

Seeing Liam protest actually made Roby's anger peak. The man immediately swung the whip in his grasp onto the floor until it made an echoing sound filled the room.

Adjutant Roby grimaced, seeing the horror he might soon see. Liam immediately prostrated himself in front of his father, after opening the shirt he was wearing.

"Tu-seven years ago, Pa," Liam replied stammeringly.

"Look, even the marks haven't disappeared." Roby stared at the longitudinal scar on the son's body.

There were about five whip scars left on Liam's back. Yes, he got that sentence after coming home from the police station. Roby is a cruel man. He will mercilessly punish anyone who comes into contact with him.

"Why did you repeat that mistake?"

"I-i ...."

The first whip landed hard on Liam's back. The man hissed withstanding the pain. The tip of his eyes was wet because it held the pain due to the punishment of the father.

"I've already said, the road to the top notch in this country is very difficult! Why are you tarnishing all this with your stupid behavior!" roby exclaimed as he swung the whip back at the son.

This time Liam was unable to endure the pain that had plagued his back. The back of the man's body began to turn red. His fingers clenched strongly as the pain went all the way to the bone.

"Sorry, Pa. I won't repeat it again. Forgive me!" Liam crawled up to his father's feet and kissed the tip of his shoe.

"Who told you to move? Ha!"

Roby kicked the boy's body to the ground. Not until there, he again swung his whip twice to hit Liam's legs and hands. This time the skin of the oriental-faced man was torn. Fresh blood began to flow from the arm that was hit by the father's whip.

Adjutant Roby closed his eyes because he could not bear to see the cruelty of his superiors. He again grimaced at the pain the Mayor was suffering.

"It's in vain that I've been trying all this time to help you sit in the Mayor's seat! Not to mention that your good name as President will be tarnished for your stupid behavior!" Roby stared intently at the son while pointing at him full of anger.

"Simmediately resolve this issue within one week! If not, then I will intervene alone to finish you off! Get out of here!" yell Roby.

Liam started to rise from the floor. His father's aide helped him stand up and swept him out of Roby's study. After the door of the room closed, Roby grabbed a cell phone and started contacting someone.

"Wake car. I'm going to the District Court this afternoon!"

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Makutha stared at the pendant which was displayed beautifully in a jewelry box. This afternoon he will hand the necklace to Hasna. The man gave it as an apology to the idol, for having mentioned it a few days ago.

Shortly after, Makutha's eyes caught Hasna's figure. She looks so beautiful in a purple blouse and black formal pants. Hasna smiled faintly and waved at Makutha who was smiling widely.

"I don't think he's angry anymore" murmured Makutha.

"Sorry, yeah wait a long time." Hasna pulled the chair then landed the body on it.

"I just arrived too. What do you want to eat?" Makutha offered a menu list that the waiter intentionally left behind.

"Ah, I want to eat this ...." Hasna pointed to the picture of the menu in the book.

After that Makutha called back the waiter, and started ordering some food for herself as well Hasna. After the servant left, Hasna looked back at Makutha. A meaningful smile was engraved on the lips of the beautiful woman.

"What's wrong? Tumben took me to lunch?"

"Ah, that ... actually ...."