The Only Heir
Disdain
Dion was silent for a moment, after the door of Jasmine's office room opened wide. A 28-year-old man was sitting on a couch beside his wife, wrapping his left hand around Jasmine's shoulder. Like whispering something into his ear.
The man was wearing very fancy clothes made by the Armani Collection, light brown, wearing brown pantofel shoes as well. It looks very in tune with the clothes she wears.
On his wrist was a Bremont luxury watch, estimated to cost USD5,000.
On the ring finger, there is also a large ring that looks slick, such as V I C 4141, which ranges from 20 to 22 million or more.
"Jasmine what are you doing? Who's she?" Ask Dion to panic.
"Hey. hey..What the hell are you?. Dare to enter this room. Out!" Jerked the parlente man with a thunderous voice.
"Who are you?"
"Who are you? Goddamnit! Me and Jasmine are having fun, and you're bothering me." Again, with a disdainful expression.
"Dion!. It just so happens you came. This is Mr. Brian, my future husband. After we get divorced, I'll marry him." Timpal Jasmine was confident, and did not feel guilty.
"When did I say I was going to divorce you?. It will never!" Sergey Dion kept glancing at Mr. Brian.
"You're out of my wife's room! She's my legal wife. How dare you bother him." Dion rebukes Brian while clenching his hands firmly, and steps closer to his wife's bully.
Plaque!
Suddenly the sound of slaps rang out loud in the room, accompanying the grimacing face withstanding the pain.
Yes, Dion has been slapped by his own wife, in front of a man who shouldn't be respected. Really she did not expect, Jasmine could do that for the sake of others.
"A bad guy like you, it's inappropriate to drop his hand on master Brian!"
"Now get the hell out of here! Later in the new house solve our problems. Go!." Jasmine brushed Dion away violently, pushing her body back, and..
Byurr....!
A glass of red wine, splashed on Dion's head, made his head partially drenched.
As soon as he got the flush, Dion got up, and immediately headed towards master Brian, then clutched his clothes firmly strong and suddenly..
Bugs!
The sound of a raw bogem was clearly heard, landing on the face of master Brian by his throat, as he had not expected, Dion dared to do that. Then a speck of fresh blood came out of Mr. Brian's mouth.
While enduring the pain, Mr. Brian tried to do a backlash, trying to reach out to Dion's shabby shirt. But Dion was able to dodge, and once again landed his best shot into the stomach of master Brian, making him bend over, and fall to his knees on the floor.
"Dion! What the hell are you doing? Don't you know, this Mr Brian is a manager at Birawa Group?"
"With his words alone, you could die. Come on down on your knees, and apologize to her!" Shouted Jasmine in fear
"Take care..!"
"A bastard like this, does not deserve to be respected and..
Bugs!
"Aragh!"
Once again, Dion molested Mr. Brian, kicking his body, bouncing into the glass table behind him until it broke.
"How dare you hit me? Don't you know who I am?"
"I'm the one in charge of the Birawa Group!. You're gonna die!"He shouted while trying to get up from the floor.
"Mr Brian!. Please forgive my stupid husband. I promise, I'll divorce her for you." Persuade Jasmine to master Brian grew increasingly frightened
Meanwhile, Dion grew hotter, seeing how his wife's attention was being lavished on other men. Something he never got for a year married to Jasmine.
"Jasmine! How dare you! I'm your husband, appreciate me a little." Shouted Dion furiously.
"His husband? Appreciate?"
"Since when did you claim to be a husband, if you eat alone you are still hitchhiking in my family, working to get a meal at my house. Is that what you call a husband?"
"When I married you, what did I get? Just scorn and insults from people and my family!"
"Are bad guys like you, worthy of being called husbands?"
"You deserve to be called a guard dog, which eats from the leftovers of discarded food. You're a dog know?"
"Now get out of here! I'm sick of seeing your dog-like face."Jasmine said in emotion, releasing her frustration, while pointing her finger at Dion.
He was annoyed that Dion had dared to provoke master Brian. He even dared to hit him. Missing is already a chance to get the attention of Mr. Brian, as a result of Dion's abusive treatment of him.
"Cuihh!" Jasmine spat towards Dion, and right hit his face.
With a feeling of annoyance and humiliation. Dion wiped Jasmine's former saliva with his sleeves. Then said..
"alright. I'm leaving, and I won't interfere with your pleasure anymore. But remember!. After this, you will regret, for having committed this insult against me!"
"Repent?. .ha...ha..!"
"A bully like you, daring to say sorry, to a daughter of the Wolf family.
Don't dream of you." Jasmine said while laughing amusedly. Then he approached Mr. Brian, hugged him and cleaned his expensive clothes from the dust.
Looking at that visual, Dion honestly couldn't stand it either. Wanted to punch Brian in the face once more, following Jasmine.
But Dion preferred to leave the room, with a really sick heart. The bag of food he had been carrying was thrown into a nearby garbage basket.
With a shunt, Dion stepped out of the office yard where his wife worked, not knowing which direction he was going.
His mind and attention were unfocused, until accidentally, he crashed into a slender figure that was about to pass him and..
Bruk!
"Ohh." Shouted a young woman's voice, when her body was hit by Dion, until the files in the map he carried were scattered on the asphalt.
"Hey. careful! Why are you walking around daydreaming?" A soft voice greeted Dion, after which he could control himself.
Dion soon awoke from his daydream, and saw a familiar face, in college.
"Emmy!" His greeting was friendly, while opening the hat that was always perched on his head.
"Dion! Is that you? What are you doing here? Do you work at the Birawa Group company as well?" Emily asked with tubi tubi so surprised.
"I'm sorry I hit you just now. I didn't mean it." Dion answered without answering Emily's question.
"Ah done. I'm not focused either. By the way, what are you doing in this subsidiary of Birawa Group?"
"Nothing! I just want to deliver lunch for my wife." His answer was lazy and desperate.
"You're married?" Ask Emily curiously.
"Yes! It was a year ago that I had the status of a husband, a woman from the Wolf family" he replied.
"Why didn't you invite me? or at least your other friends?" Emily asked still not understanding the situation.
"Ah done. Better not to talk about it again." Sergey Dion is not excited.
As a smart woman. Emily understands that there is a discrepancy in Dion's story, but she prefers to change other topics, to get rid of the awkwardness of their conversation.
"Oh yes Dion. After graduating college. What are you doing?"
"After graduating, a friend like losing contact with you. What exactly is going on?" Emily asked trying to change the awkward atmosphere to be more relaxed.
"The story is long." Answer Dion briefly.
"Tell me! I happen to be free at the moment. I just lost my job, after I was fired by Jasmine's manager, for knowing about the misappropriation of Birawa Group's corporate funds."
"What! You got fired for daring to take apart the misappropriation from your manager?"
"Know!. The manager Jasmine you mentioned earlier, is my wife, she also kicked me out of there just now ." Chirps Dion emotion.
"Oh, then I'm sorry. I don't intend to insult him. Again sorry."
"You just calm down. Right now, I'm her husband, but in a minute, I'll be her ex"
"Whatchu mean? Isn't Miss Jasmine beautiful? Why do you want to be his ex?" Emily did not understand
"Again the length of the story. I can't tell you here."
"Oh then we go to the bamboo cafe, which is not far from here."
"You sure you want to take me there?" Dion did not believe it.
"Why?. You don't want to?" Emily replied, asking.
"Mom.not so. I'm just wondering why you're so good to me, even if you know how I am." Dion answered him.
"For me, you are my best friend, past, present and later!" Answer Emily.
"I remember, when you bravely saved me from the evil deeds of our old college friends."
"Without you, I don't know what will happen to me." Emily recalls sad.
"Come on! Do you want it or not?"