The Daughter Of Mafia Queen
Chapter 111: Golden Ticket
Nodding the husband's head ended the second debate. Now he himself will focus on facing the problems that are rolling in the University Regal Academy. Upgrading the system, and so on. In the common interest of making the future better.
Even if you have to use the old way. Anything will be done to get rid of the evil eye from the educational scheme. Like a gust of wind that always changes direction, when the season changes. Asfa also changed its plans to finish without incurring more pros and cons.
A plan that will get everyone into the game. Not just two directions, but from five directions at once. One direction Rose and her point of view. One more way Cantika Gang with minions who are still hiding. The other way the parents of the children are concerned. One more direction from the shadow that became the center of the game. The last direction is itself. The Queen.
Now the fight will begin. One by one will be revealed for that. A special meeting with a spectacular event has been prepared. Through a mysterious invitation. Those who contributed to Nara's death. All will get a golden ticket from an online sender.
Gold ticket with a special barcode on each ticket that beamed according to the level of engagement. The ticket was designed by Queen and only she knows. Each function of the use of the ticket. The plan has already begun with the distribution of tickets at random.
An increasingly sophisticated technological system, making Asfa know easily. Anyone who has already opened a ticket package through a web opponent who accidentally pops up and grabs the attention of those involved. Two days passed. Half of the targets have read and even fill their identity to follow the event which they think is very good to follow.
Sarah's interested in dance class. Della wants to learn how to make a chemical concoction. Prita who hopes to become a good entrepreneur. Riswan who dreams of becoming a leader overnight. Rector Vishnu who tried his luck to get the treasure and other participants with their own reasons.
His hands were busy dancing playing beats tones checking every form that kept clinking. One by one put on the list. A total of twelve participants, but of all names. It turned out that Rose did not enter, even the one girl still had not opened the website that provided the golden ticket.
Seeing that, Asfa tried another way. But after thinking back. The same way can be done. Even if you have to commit fraud. The number of participants cannot be empty. Whatever the real world. They must all gather in the same place at the same time.
"Turn off the entire internet network for an hour in the campus area!" He said without thinking twice.
One action will find good results. No need to wait long because in a matter of minutes. The surveillance camera could show Rose checking her phone. In that moment. Asfa sends the virus to everyone on campus. Panic ensued, but the blue-eyed girl remained calm.
The girl actually sipped a soda drink that has been mixed with young coconut. Then play the phone with high focus. The intention of the liver is to repair so that the tissue can be restored. However, he was unknowingly led to fill out a form so that the golden ticket could be activated.
The last data has been inputted into a group of truth pursuers. Gold tickets bearing Truth or Dare will be delivered within ten business days. During the waiting period. Everyone has a free life without obstacles.
Life goes on. Amidst the world's glittering frenzy. Their breath in testing. Ten days before the show, making the curiosity more impatient. Preparations are underway, but not with Asfa. She was busy with something else somewhere.
No matter the teenager. Asfa continues to conduct examinations until injecting pain relief drugs in his patients. "Are you strong enough? If so, go and leave yourself to the perpetrators who will surely kill you a second time."
"Mrs, what's the point of life? If I were useless. Doesn't the madam know, how I'm doing right now? Do I still deserve to live and get happiness." A blank look of eyes with a melt of tears, as much as enjoying the pain that he could not forget.
It really hurts. When reality is much more bitter than the taste of herbs, but what good are complaints? When destiny still gives you a lucky breath. A life that doesn't know what it is for. Then, the goddess of salvation insisted that she stay alive.
"Miss, I'd rather die." Firmly the teenager, then pull the infusion hose that has somehow been replaced by the nurse.
Red drops spread to the patient's clothing. The teenager is not grateful to still be given time to improve things, but instead damage the future without the right reason. Asfa raised his hand until the sound of slap echo sounded deafening to everyone.
"Out there, there are those who desperately seek justice for your wrongdoings. Do you think a mother is willing to let her child drown in a storm of regret?" Enclosed by the teenager's chin, the eyes clashed with each other. "Don't test a mother's patience. Nara."
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