The Love of a Billionaire
THE EPISODE 54

Zafran was in the basement of his old Mansion, the man looking at his biological mother with a sliced look.

His heart was still very sick, but there was a feeling that did not bear to see the condition of the old man.

The man softened a little because he saw Laura who always tried hard how she struggled when pregnant.

Every morning Laura had to go back and forth to the bathroom due to vomiting, and not **** eat, as well as her body felt uncomfortable.

"Move him upstairs."

Zafran.

"But sir..."

Stark doubts.

"At least I'll remember how she gave birth to me."

Zafran patted Stark's shoulder slowly.

Zafran then climbed up the marble staircase that was in the basement. Although it is called a basement but the building still has a fairly luxurious architecture. Every room is soundproof. The bodyguards lowered their heads as Zafran left the place.

"Here he goes up."

Stark said to another bodyguard.

"Good sir."

Answer them.

Before long Martinez was aware of his stupor, and seeing that he was already on a luxurious bed, his head felt very sick.

"Where is this?"

Her word.

"In my Mansion."

Zafran replied, standing in the doorway, with his hands in his pants pocket, the man leaning on his big back

"Son..."

Martinez.

"Your father..."

The woman was crying.

"I told you at the time to stop."

Zafran said coldly.

"You're still as greedy and greedy as you used to be."

Martinez lowered his head.

"What about my money on the floor."

Said Martinez glaring his eyes at Zafran.

"Decorate."

Zafran said and left his mother.

Zafran was in his study, as usual Stark was standing in front of Zafran's desk.

"It looks like Arnold planned for me to feel sorry for Martinez and bring him into the Mansion."

"I also thought that way sir, but his actions killed Antony in my opinion..."

"Has he been buried?"

Ask Zafran.

"The information I have received, the hotel security has handed over his body to the authorities and they have already cremated him, while the French state has no problem with it, considering that Antony is also a fugitive for the abuse*n underage girls."

Zafran pressed his eyes.

"Are you sick, sir..."

Stark said worriedly.

"Lately you haven't gotten enough sleep even a few days ago you haven't slept at all."

"Hm... I'm a little tired."

Zafran.

"You must go home and rest sir, lest you be sick, Miss Laura is also pregnant, you must take care of your health."

Stark poured water into the glass on Zafran's table, and then took some vitamins in the cupboard and gave them to Zafran.

"I'll drink this and go home, you take care of Martinez."

Zafran.

"Good sir."

Zafran then left the Mansion unattended, closing his eyes, leaning his head against the seat of his car and holding his hand. The man was quite tired with Arnold's troublesome actions.

While in the Laura Mansion that had been awakened, suddenly wanting to eat pickles and pickles, all the servants were busy preparing it, but not Laura if just sitting and waiting.

Laura could not just sit, she also wanted to come make it, so that the taste of pickles and pickles was as she wanted. When Laura would taste it using a small cup suddenly her hands felt slippery, making the cup fall and break. All the servants were shocked.

"Miss don't move, let us clean it up first."

"Miss don't get hurt, or Mr. Zafran will scold us."

"God why are you so afraid of Zafran, if my husband scolds you I will defend you."

Laura laughs.

"Mr Zafran has never been this happy Miss, sir also very rarely come here, when you bring you home, we all feel happy because that's when we see Mr. Zafran's smile."

Said a butler with a sad expression.

"Was Zafran always moody?"

Laura asked who then sat on the chair, sitting in the middle of the kitchen that had a fairly large marble table.

"Yes, Mr. Zafran also rarely comes here and always goes into business, his face is cold, and sinister."

Jully said a butler.

Laura was just silent, suddenly Laura felt homesick and wanted to meet Zafran, Laura wanted to hug her husband.

"I'll take this pickle and pickle to the room."

Laura said glumly.

"My mood changed so quickly, a moment ago I was excited, now I feel lonely."

Laura climbed the stairs carefully and let out her breath.

On the way home to the main Mansion, Zafran's car drove quite fast, the man still closed his eyes. The vitamins Stark gave her were effective enough to make her feel calm and want to sleep.

The man wanted to immediately meet the wife and child who were still in Laura's stomach. Zafran hasn't yet stroked his wife's stomach and kissed her. When Zafran was half conscious between waking and falling asleep by imagining his wife's face...

Zafran returned to the main Mansion without an escort.

"BRAAKK!!!"

"BRAAKK!!!"

Zafran was still in the middle of the journey, suddenly his car was hit very hard to make the car bounce and roll.

"BRAAKK!!!"

"DORRY!!!"

The car broke down, and it was emitting smoke. Reverse position. Zafran had trouble getting out of the car, the driver was unconscious, a lot of blood all over his body. Zafran tried very hard to open the car door.

Zafran's head was injured, blood melted from his temple down towards his jaw, while his legs could not be moved because they were squeezed by a shag car.

"Oh my God..."

Zafran.

With great difficulty Zafran was still trying to open the door, but nil the door was jammed. The car started to spark fire.

Seen someone with casual footsteps approaching, shoes that are typical and not familiar to Zafran, seen the man ignited his cigarette and ignited the fire.

"Bedeb."

Zafran.

"I want to enjoy this scene, see your desperate face and your fear of death."

Arnold glanced at the sparks in the car engine, while fresh blood also flowed in Zafran's head.

"I'm not afraid of death."

Zafran's voice trembled, restraining his emotions that he could not overflow.

"I've imagined touching Laura's soft skin, she'll be mine..."

said Arnold.

"Dream you son of a bitch!!!"

Zafran shouted, pushed the door firmly and pulled his legs as hard as possible to be free.

"I've prepared the same medicine as yesterday with a higher dose, I'll make Laura forget about you and hate you."

Arnold is still provoking Zafran.

"Never dare you touch it!!! Or you'll be sorry!!!"

Shouted Zafran.

"Yeah... Keep shouting and cursing. You can see from the afterlife how I fucked your wife, just relax I'll take your place to take care of her, trust me."

Arnold then laughed and left Zafran who was still trying to get out of the car.

"LATR!!!!"

There was a spark that got worse, and propagated on the engine that was hit by a gasoline spill.

Zafran widened his eyes when he found out gasoline was spilling everywhere.

"HAYESH!!!"

Zafran tried to grab his tracking device in his pocket, to call his guards, but the tight space made it very difficult.

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~connect~