THE LOVE AND BUSINESS EMPIRE
EPISODE 84: Marcela Arrives In London
Albert is in dialogue with Seven over the phone while Irma and Raisa are packing.
"We're going to London, Raisa's father is dead,!!" said Albert.
"I'm waiting for you at ST Thomas's hospital.!!"
"Kok, aren't you surprised anyway.??
"I knew that first.brentar we talk again,0key.!!"
"Okey brother.... !!"
"Tut...! Tut... ! Tut... !!" Albert's Hp.
Raisa and Irma then went out of the room to the place where Albert was standing, a while later Erlita's mother joined them.
"We're going to the airport now.! Hurry,!!!" said Erlita's mother while stepping her feet with the intention of leaving her mansion.
"Family jet planes fly, Mom,!! so we can get there quickly,!!" said Raisa Wulandari while turning her face towards her mother.
"The family jet plane is at the airport and you know that your father used his private plane.
The four of them then walked out the main door of the mansion while looking at the several luxurious cars that had just arrived in front of the magnificent mansion on the orders of Madame Erlita.
It didn't take long, they had left the mansion.
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Elsewhere, a handsome man was talking to someone from behind a phone.
"Whataaa.... ! Arman was caught by Mr sudirman's men in Germany,!!! why is Arman in Germany,?? I told him to keep an eye on someone,!" indra.
"................................. !?"
"okay... ! I don't think Arya will be overseeing the project because she believes she is heading to London.
"..................................!?"
"OKAY....! Once I complete the project, I'll be in London,!" indra
"For now, I will still approach Raisa and of course after that it's Arya's sister's turn,!" he said in his heart.
"...................................!?"
"OK... !"
"Tut... ! Tut... ! Tut... !!" Hp Sound belongs to Indra Permana Nasution.
"I'll have my men take on a project worth 6.3 Quadrillion,!!" he murmured, at the stump of devill.
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He then took his HP.
"Sir...! Ms... ! Ms... !!" The message that Marcela was writing.
"Now I am in London, having finished my photo shoot in Wales." He then sent the message.
"I'd better find a taxi,!!" muttered.
Moments later a taxi stopped right beside Marcela, the girl opened the door and got into the car with the intention of sitting down.
"Take me to the Intercontinental London hotel.!"
"Good Miss Young.!"
They left the airport. Marcela then took her HP and watched the screen."Not yet answered,!" he then opened his Instagram and did a search." This guy doesn't exist on Instagram, he opens the man's photos one by one."I'd better call him.!"
Marcela then looked for the contact number of the man who a few weeks ago she took from the young man without the young man knowing.
"Nurkey... !Krink... Krink... !!!"
"Who with.?"
"Am I talking to Farhan Crow Seven.?"
"Yes, who the hell is this,?"
"I think we'll meet soon.!"
"Tut... ! Tut... ! Tut.... !!"
Marcela's sticking her HP in her ear."Who is she talking to,!!! Hp's busy.!!"
Marcela who was sitting in the taxi was very agitated."He was ready anyway.!" He then repeated his call.
"Who else is this.?"
"With Farhan Crow Seven.?"
"Yes, who the hell is this.?"
"I.... !! Marcela Aprilia Brodryck.!"
"I don't know you.!" Just now that he wanted to end the phone call and then he remembered something, he put his phone back in his ear."Is that really your name.?"
"That's my name, why.??"