The Passion of Brother-in-law
Ep 72's

While Mina was asleep, Foster came out. The man met his acquaintance's detective. He certainly did not forget the damn criminals who deliberately put hidden cctv to record them. Either way Foster will try to find the perpetrator.

"You can track the guy?" ask Foster at the brown-haired man in front of her. His jaw was firm and looked dignified. Her name is Garra Raslan. His face was no less handsome than Foster's. They're the same age. It used to be one High School but separated when graduating. Each takes his own path for the sake of his own ideals.

For watching the video given by Foster carefully. His face is serious.

"It can, but I need time."

the man said later.

"How long?

"At the earliest of a month. But if it's long, it could be more than three months."

Foster ruffled his waist while thinking. One month he thought it was a long time, let alone three months. But Garra is one of the country's best detectives. If he were to look for another, their answer might be the same.

"Have you ever offended anyone in the last few weeks?" ask Garra. Foster shakes.

"What about your wife?"

Foster thought again. Then she remembered Dian. But it felt impossible for the woman to do this desperate thing. Foster was doubtful.

"There's someone who doesn't like it. But I'm not sure this was the woman. I've been figuring it out, that day the woman continued to be in the office, and always spent time with my mama."

"You mean Dian?" Garra second-guessing. He also knew Dian. They were once Junior High together. Frankly, Garra herself did not like the woman too much because Dian was the famous queen of bully in school.

"M." Foster nodded.

"Since the culprit hasn't been caught and we don't know what his true motives are, I suggest you and your wife be careful. Right now, it'd be better to keep your security."

Foster agrees.

"I've hired a few bodyguards at home. They'll keep an eye on my wife." she said.

"What about you?"

"You know I've been good at martial arts since young, right?" Garra laughs. That man never changed. Always confident in the past.

"Oh yeah, I heard your wife is still in college. I think you like adult women who are on par with you." as Garra remembers, Foster does like mature women. He wondered what kind of woman could conquer a cold man like Foster.

"You'll never know who your soul mate is. You can have a dream woman, decide what type you want, but when you find someone who really makes you fall in love, you will forget all the criteria you set. Believe it."

Garra laughed softly. Right anyway. No one ever knew what our soul mate would be like.

"So, why don't you come to my wedding? As far as I know, my invitation has come into your hands." Foster asked.

"Sorry, that day there was an important case that I had to deal with so I couldn't take the time to attend. I'll visit your house sometime, see what your chosen woman looks like." said Garra. He did have to find time, very curious he wanted to see Foster's wife.

"alright. Then I won't interfere with your time anymore. I'll go home first. Don't forget to call me if you manage to track down the guy." Foster then moved away from Garra's office.

Some of Garra's female subordinates looked at Foster with adoring gazes.

"He's the businessman, right? I can't believe I'm gonna see it here."

"It turns out he and our boss know each other."

Garra heard them gossiping from inside her room. The voices of those people were quite loud so it could reach his ears. The man just shakes. You gossipmonger.

                                   ***

"Where's my wife?" he asked one of the waiters in the kitchen.

"So she picked up Miss Iren, sir, said she wanted to take the lady to dinner."

hearing the waiter's reply, Foster breathed a sigh of relief. It was with Iren. Where he thinks. Kidnapped or something.

"What about dinner, sir?" ask the waiter then.

"You just eat." said Foster and turned around. Of course the servants who served in the kitchen immediately cheered happily.

Foster stepped out of the house while calling Iren. The man walked into the garage. As soon as the phone was picked up, he spoke.

"Mina with you?"

"Yes. I brought him to eat at our favorite restaurant."

"Send me the address. I'm going there right now.

Tiiit ...

Then the call is interrupted. Iren looked at her phone with a strange expression, then looked at Mina.

"Your husband is a little crazy. An hour later you are not home he is looking for. It's possessive." said Iren. Mina laughs. Indeed, Brother Foster has always been so lately, especially if he suddenly disappeared without giving him news.

"Forget Brother Foster. Continue the story of brother, so brother is already dating brother Matthew?" Mina asked enthusiastically.

"How do you think? Do we fit in?"

"It's a good fit." the sister nodded strongly. "Sister Matthew is kind, humorous, responsible, so handsome is second to none. And I like older sisters." continued Mina. Iren looked at his sister with narrowed eyes.

"You know from when?"

"A few weeks ago. Brother Foster's the story."

Oh. Turns out Foster knew too. Iren is too stupid.

"I'm not sure if your husband heard you praise Matthew Kayak earlier, he'd be jealous. You know he's possessive of you" she said with a laugh. Mina laughed.

"Mina," the voice suddenly made Iren and Mina glance at the person who was now standing near them.

Paul ...

Iren looked at the man, then looked at Mina. Mina looked a little awkward looking at the man who called out to her.

"Paul," murmured Mina. He remembers the last time he spoke to the man in the same place. This restaurant. The guy's a little skinny. Not so excited. Like there are many minds.

"I heard you're married?"

Mina smiled, nodding. He did not invite that man. This past month he had also rarely been to campus, so they had never met again.

"Congratulations on your marriage."

"Thank you.

"Oh yeah, I still have business. Maybe we won't see each other again for a long time, I hope you're happy with your new family. I'm leaving first." said Paul again. He stared at Iren for a moment and turned around. Mina still looked at the senior with a curious look. What's with that guy? Is he in trouble again? And ... What did that mean? that guy's leaving?

"I don't like you staring at other men like that, my wife." Foster's voice resuscitated Mina. He looked at Mina with a jealous look, inviting Iren's laughter. Mina herself just gave a wide grin.