
Turkish, 18.30
Evan enters the courtyard of the K family mansion. Tonight as planned, Evan will pick up Zoya at the mansion as planned. Ezra is already preparing at the hotel that has been on Evan and Zoya's reservation, he has also done disguise as a hotel employee with a thick mustache, glasses and a tompel on his cheek . Murad stayed in the mansion to look after the women, especially his pregnant and unwilling wife, but she keeps a close eye on the movements of her sisters through a laptop connected to the hotel's CCTV with Bastian's help. Rayyan is assigned to keep an eye on Evan and Zoya in the car . Everyone has their own duties, and everyone has agreed on that .
Evan and Zoya, enter the hotel and walk side by side with Zoya wrapping her arms around Evan . That sight really hurt the eyes for Ezra . But how else just for tonight they're playing .
Evan invites Zoya, sitting at a table that has been reserved by Ezra . In order for them to be easy on the move, and evacuate Zoya later . Evan is being very kind and friendly, like a lover to Zoya . He pulls up a chair, for Zoya to sit down, after which she sits down on the chair next to Zoya. They smile at each other, like lovers who are drunk with romance .
Ezra approaches their table while offering food to Evan and Zoya .
"Monica has arrived. He sits alone in the third seat, behind you ." Whisper Ezra while giving a list of food menu to Evan.
The understanding Evan nodded his head, as if he agreed with what Ezra was saying who was offering them a menu of food .
"I order this, this, and this" said Evan acting pretentiously but his heart was turbulent tonight. There was a little bit of discomfort he felt.
So is Zoya, who is trying hard in this situation. Rayyan immediately got out of Evan's car and went straight into the hotel room they were revising, just in case there.
Zoya and Evan look at each other, they are confused about what to do or talk about what, the atmosphere looks awkward. Until Zoya immediately melts the atmosphere.
"Tell me about your son, Evan. The important thing is we talk to each other and create warmth here. So that he doesn't suspect us." said Zoya, whispering in Evan's ear.
Evan who understands, nods his head and smiles broadly at Zoya's head.
Evan tells Zoya about his son . How he was doing all this time, he also told me what his wife was like. The woman Evan loved so much all this time. A warm atmosphere is created when Evan tells his little family. Ezra who was around there serving a guest, understood Evan's story and did not cause jealousy in him.
Long said that finally their order came, Zoya and Evan immediately ate the food that had been prepared, the situation was calm again when they were both enjoying dinner.
Zoya says goodbye to Evan because she's going to the toilet for a while. Evan, who is left alone there, has a chance to mix Zoya's drink with sleeping pills. But without her guessing, the medicine she was about to put in Zoya's glass was suddenly cut off by someone. Who else if not Monica.
"Replace with this. "
"What'sthis? "
"This is Evan's stimulant, I need you to give this to him. I want you to enjoy her body tonight, and I want her to be yours tonight. But after this you'll be mine." Monica laughed confidently and left Evan alone.
To prove to Monica he has
doing his job well. Evan hesitantly put the medicine slightly into Zoya's drinking water. He then gave a distress signal to Murad who was currently watching him through CCTV.
Murad who understands that soon Contacts Zoya, but Zoya's phone is left behind. Eventually, he contacted Ezra. And tell me what happened just now.
"What...is that true? "
"Yes, I contacted Zoya but was not picked up. You better take the safe position, Zra. "
"Good brother. "
Shortly after she drinks her drink, Zoya begins to feel the heat all over her body.
"Evan, why is my body hot? "
Evan who heard that immediately pushed Zoya out of the restaurant. He then asks a hotel employee to help bring Zoya into the hotel room that he has prepared. And the hotel employee was none other than Ezra. Upon entering the elevator, Monica joins them, and Evan and Ezra are shocked.
"Good work brother. I can finally destroy this woman. " Monica blocks Zoya's chin and hurls her violently.
Ezra tightened his jaw, seeing Monica treat Zoya. It was very desirable for him to hit the woman in front of him at this moment. And beat him up. But he can't do it because it's not time yet.
Murad who saw the situation was not conducive anymore, immediately asked Rayyan for help and told her about the situation in the elevator.
"You should get Monica to meet tonight, Ray. Otherwise, Zoya would really be a victim tonight. "
Hearing her brother's request, Rayyan is forced to follow his brother's orders, because this is related to his twin brother. He immediately exited the hotel room and contacted Monica.
Monica who got the call from Rayyan smiled broadly.
"Look at Evan, one of the heirs contacted me. He must have been interested in me ", Monica said confidently. Then he picked up the phone.
"Can we meet now Miss Monica. I just had a meeting at the Valencia restaurant in front of the Golden Hotel. "
"Well, really? Coincidentally then, I'll be there soon old Rayyan. "
"alright, miss. I'm waiting for you. "
Call, disconnected. Monica immediately took a portrait of Evan who was looking at Zoya who was in a helpless state.
"I think this is enough to stir up the news online tomorrow and electrify the country. Have fun brother. I went first to approach her twin sister. "
Monica leaves Evan and Zoya. Ezra immediately pulled Zoya's body and carried her into another room. Not the room that Evan's been reserving.
"You can go, Evan. My wife will be my business. "
"Alright Mr. Ezra, I'm sorry for making Zoya this way. "
"It's okay.it's all out of our control. You can go back to the apartment. Tomorrow, we'll give you some happy news. "
"You mean, sir? "
"Tomorrow you know too. Be patient. "
Tonight got here first yes, the eyes are as good as. Sorry if there are many typo, because since dawn was othor again on the way, and keep trying up your bwt. Please understand, gaess...