The Paid Men and the Mafia Girls
CHAPTER 89: THE REJECTION OF TIGER

The rush of hasty steps is now echoing in the hallway of Sebastian's residence. Their faces looked solemn, Cheryl leading the way as she prepared a card to open the door of their secret room.

“Om, Papa!” call Cheryl running up to the great men.

“Here!” show Leon his search. Rotate the Laptop on Cheryl and Jourrel until they can see clearly.

Tiger was still busy figuring out the organizational structure formed from the company. Also find out some weaknesses to cripple the company that turned out to be its rival.

“All of this has changed. Maybe this is a little difficult, because we have to find the transfer papers of the company. I'm sure there's a falsification of the document there,” explained Leon.

“True to my guess. Property companies are alibis. They were moving in a black world. Conduct illegal arms sale and purchase!” add Tiger turning his chair until the four of them faced each other.

Cheryl knocks on the table with her fingers. His brain was trying to work quickly. Think about the strategy they will use.

“Let the young ones down directly. Parents whose job is to monitor only!” cheryl's proposal sits her body.

Leon folded his arms, his eyes squinting sharply. Same with Tiger. They seem to not accept being called parents.

“Am I wrong?” cheryl pointed to her own face.

“Mistaken!” jolt Tiger and Leon compact.

Cheryl scratched her suddenly itchy head. He turned his back while swallowing his saliva. ‘Udah old, do not want to be called old! Want to keep young?’ cheryl grumbled in her heart.

“She, papa and om papa are not old. Just old Uncle Ric. Yes ‘kan uncle?” Cheryl turns to Rico who is jolted getting random questions from the girl.

“I .. Yes, Miss!” rico smiled stiffly.

Cheryl laughed satisfied. Jourrel was still staring intently at every detail of the building that appeared in Leon's laptop screen slide. His chest was beating, as he would soon find the person who had made his family ravaged.

Seeing Jourrel's stiffened body, Cheryl patted Jourrel's shoulder and rubbed it gently. Jourrel turned to the girl who was now smiling gently at him.

“Pa, let Cheryl and Jourrel go there,” pinta the girl is excited.

“No! You can't use a gun. It's too dangerous!” reject Tiger firmly.

“Cheryl can learn, Pa. Take it easy, Jourrel can definitely take care of Cheryl. Yes ‘kan Jou?” said the girl.

“I will take care of it, beyond my own life, Sir. I will guarantee Cheryl's safety!” timpal Jourrel with a gaze full of seriousness.

Tiger stood up, walking back and forth while thinking hard. It was so hard to let Cheryl jump on her own. Not to mention if his mother knew, it was their history.

“No! Papa will never teach you armed!” reject Tiger irrefutable.

But Cheryl is not the name if you give up just like that. He stepped up and stood behind the father's burly back.

“Pa, give Cheryl a week. If Cheryl can demonstrate Cheryl's abilities, let us go! Let Jourrel intervene alone. Because he is more entitled. And I'll play the role of the bridge,” kekeh Cheryl.

There was no answer coming out of Tiger's lips, not even the man was willing to turn his head at all. Still petrified with decisions that cannot be shaken.

“Master, thank you so much for your help so far. I don't know how to reply. The rest, let me take care of it,” said Jourrel bowed half his body as respect and gratitude.

“Hmm .. fine. I know you have your own way of replying. I will return to Palembang. But still be able to monitor you from there. If you need help, don't hesitate. Cheryl, give her a communication tool and connect to our network!” Tell Leon more legowo to react to it.

Tiger squinted his eyes. Not accepting the unilateral decision made by Leon.

“Cheryl! Once papa says no, still no!” tiger shouted thunderously.

Connect~