The Paid Men and the Mafia Girls
CHAPTER 81: THE BRIGHT SPOT
“You know him?” leon asked Tiger after they had looked at each other for a while.
Tiger shakes his head, “No!” sahut brief. “You?” ask her back.
Cheryl stiffened to see the two old men throwing questions at each other. He glanced at Rico who was twitching his shoulders, a sign of not understanding.
Leon frowned, staring in the face of Jourrel who was still standing firmly in front of them all. “It seems that the name is not foreign. Rico, call Gerry's assistant. Ask that name. Let him browse,” Leon's orders to his subordinates.
“Ready, Sir!” Rico took out his phone immediately. Make a short call with Gerry's assistant to find traces of Nugraha Alvaro.
Cheryl is speechless. He just felt anxious. And from then on continued to look at Jourrel who actually looked calm, without the slightest fear. Act like a real man who is ready to take responsibility for what he has done.
“Pa, is it done? Not told to sit? That must have hurt his head,” Cheryl said carefully pointing at Jourrel.
“Hmm! Be sitting. Get P3K box, Cher!”
Without answering, Cheryl quickly ran to find a medicine box. Leon and Tiger stared at the astonished girl.
Leon shook his head slowly, hiding his smile.he turned to Rico who replied to each other's messages earlier. “How, Ric?” leon asked, surprising Rico who was staring at his phone screen seriously.
Rico nodded, then closed in on Leon and showed Gerry's assistant search results. "It's Mr."
Leon looked at him seriously, his two fingers clinging to each other on the table. His view leads to Rico's phone.
Cheryl had returned with a box of medicine, placed it on the table and began to clean the wound on Jourrel's forehead.
Jourrel held his rebellious heartbeat inside. It was so close to the girl in his heart. His lips untangled his smile even though he still did not understand how his fate would be. At least Cheryl can give him a support system.
Cheryl's hands trembled slightly from not being used to treating such wounds. He did it very carefully.
A pair of Tiger sharp beads continued to observe the reactions of the two of them, of course without them noticing.
Cheryl sat back down after closing Jourrel's wound. Hearing Leon make a sound, he immediately turned his head. “What's okay, Om?” the girl looked suspiciously.
Jourrel who had relaxed for a moment, now stiffened again. But he has to prepare himself whatever the outcome. Jourrel just got it, the Cheryl family are great and respected people. Anyone who dared to disturb him, would get a reply many times over.
“Nugraha Alvaro, so he's your father?” ask Leon to Jourrel.
“Yes, Sir,” Jourrel replied calmly despite his chest as if it was exploding in there.
“Mmm ... About ten years ago, the company was involved in a cooperation contract with SSG in Palembang. He has signed a contract of cooperation, has even paid for it as well. But, suddenly when SSG was about to carry out its duties, the company had changed ownership. And cut the cooperation contract just like that.”
“Do you know what the name of the new owner is?” sidelines Jourell palpitated, his body even shaking violently at this moment. That person must be the mastermind behind everything that happened to him.
Leon shook his head, “No! Not my domain. After all, he had already paid in full for one year. So come to think of it, he's the loser. Because we have not had time to run the task at all,” explained Leon.
Jourrel's body relaxed, his back leaning against the chair. At that time he was still too early, not understanding anything about the company.
“Isn't that an easy thing for you to figure out?” tiger looked at Leon.
“What's in it for me?” goda Leon glanced at Cheryl who had stiffened earlier.
“Om papa!” whining the girl pursed her lips.
Leon chuckles. Not yet able to answer, Cheryl's phone ringing echoed in the room. He grabbed it still in annoyed mode. Raise without seeing the name of the caller.
A few seconds later, the look on the girl's face turned pale. His lips trembled and his tears flowed down without being asked.
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