The Psychopath Twin Princess

The Psychopath Twin Princess
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After meeting with the woman he will be betrothed to, Arsya felt something was wrong with Lena, the woman is not the type of Arsya even looked at for a moment had made her fed up, he said, especially if you get married maybe Arsya will go crazy.


"I'm sorry I won't accept a cheap woman like her, I have to investigate first and look for evidence that she's not a good woman, in order for you and you to believe." he said he had just met him Arsya had already sensed a suspicious aura from Lena.


Arsya contacted someone who was looking for information about Dinar, Arsya connected connection install loudspeaker because he was driving.


"What are you calling me?!" asked him from a phone call, apparently his hand-held spy was his close friend Dhafi Chashida.


"Let's relax, did you get the information?." Arsya already wanted to know who the woman was eight years ago, which made her want to get the woman.


"Walking smoothly, I've got it tomorrow I will return to Indonesia" he replied, an arch formed on Arsya's beautiful lips.


"Well I wait, just continue your work, tomorrow there will be something important that I want to talk to you about" he said and immediately closed the call.


"Blangsak...you Arsya, beware I will work you." said Dhafi with annoyance, Arsya again closed the call without saying goodbye.


Dhafi was a close friend of Arsya from childhood, so he knew all the qualities of Arsya and also his habits, his people are humorous and always cheerful he is also handsome, handsome, but behind his good looks it turns out he is also almost the same as Arsya, but he can still be conditioned.


He is always with Arsya and he is also always relied on by Arsya to be a spy and Dhafi always does it perfectly, he is also a genius hacker and works with his great abilities, no one can even track him if he has the information he is looking for.


"You're going to want Arsya to hear that that woman might be the one you've been looking for all along." Dhafi is convinced that Dinar is the woman his best friend sought eight years ago.


Arsya had told Dhafi everything, at that time Dhafi offered his help but Arsya refused, because at that time Dhafi had been given the task to find out where Alan went, and Dhafi lost quickly with them until the result was nil.


After calling with Dhafi, Arsya left to finish some work, he returned to the company and will think about this way later. While Dhafi is packing he will return to Indonesia this afternoon and can be sure to arrive later tonight.


"Either the information is accurate enough, just tell Arsya this woman's photo. It seems like he changed his appearance a little so that Arsya did not recognize his face" he said while staring at a photo of the Dinar he took on personal profile data at the first time Dinar registered with the company Agatsuma corps.


Dhafi put the photo in his pocket, he will prepare to go to the airport. Meng hack Kenzo's office is a bit too difficult especially the Japanese technology is quite modern, so it takes a few days to be able to get the personal data of the employees there, not to forget Dhafi eliminate traces.


While Arsya has arrived at the company, and goes straight to her room. As usual, his face was flat and cold so that employees did not dare just to say hello to their superiors.


"Mia get Aryan to go to my room immediately" he told his secretary. Mia immediately called Aryan, she did not want to be berserk by his ceo.


A few moments later Aryan came to Arsya's room, and saluted him.


"What did you call me?" asked Aryan.


"How did the DNA test come out?."


"Tomorrow everything is in order, sir" he replied.


"Good.tomorrow take the DNA test results to the usual place so that no one is suspicious."


"Well, sir, is there anything else?."


"Fetch Dhafi tonight at the airport and take him to my apartment" he said.


"Every master, then I'm sorry." said Aryan who was only nodded by him.


At night, Aryan picks up Dhafi at the airport and takes her to the apartment. While Arsya was there, she was eager to know the information about Kenzo's secretary.


"Why am I brought here huh?" asked Dhafi, usually he was directly delivered to his mansion.


"On the orders of Mr. Arsya for a while you can't go back to your mansion" he said, Dhafi's face turned irritated at Aryan's explanation.


"Basar men mnibuk... watch out you will not be easy to get information about him." grumbled annoyed, Dhafi did not like if it should be ordered.


After a few minutes Arsya luxury car also entered the luxury apartment area which only owned by a few people, and only the elite who occupy the apartment. Dhafi and Aryan have arrived at Arsya's apartment.


"Where is that bastard." said Dhafi, maybe because of fatigue factor so the mood is not good.


"You're grumbling, wait a minute, sir will come." this time Aryan is sick of hearing Dhafi's complaints since.


"Just shut up. Don't interfere."Dhafi was getting upset.


"It's up to you to whine that I don't care." Aryan went to leave Dhafi without saying goodbye, he headed to the balcony because of dizziness listening to Dhafi babbling.


"Basar blangsak, how brave he is."


Arsya had arrived there, he went straight to the room where Dhafi was waiting, seeing his master had come Aryan followed him there. Arsya sat herself in her seat of greatness while with the rest of her life Dhafi was still asleep on the sofa.


"Let's go, I have something you have to finish" he said, Dhafi walked up to Arsya and sat down in front of her.


"Where's the information, now tell me." Arsya directly collect information about Dinar. Dhafi only smiled, suddenly the idea to prank Arsya crossed his brain, he wanted to know how he reacted.


"Why are you smiling huh? basic nutcase."


"Whatever you say I don't care, information matters.... " Dhafi does not continue his speech makes Arsya more curious. While Aryan who was sitting not far from the two of them just stared with a lazy look.


"Ck... he started again, you crazy man.". "he muttered in a slow voice so that he was not heard by Dhafi, he always prank Arsya if Dhafi was badmood.


And now Dhafi will start the action, he really likes to prank and of course he will benefit from the action.


"Just say it or I won't pay you" Arsya threatened in a stern tone.


"All I got was that she was Mr. Kenzo's future fiancee, they're getting engaged in maybe a week or so."


"You're wrong, guys, let them be happy, she's not the woman you're looking for" Dhafi said with as much serious as possible for Arsya to believe.


"Fuck you. " quickly Arsya stood up and pulled Dhafi's collar, wanting to make him laugh but he tried to hold it, Arsya's face was very scary when he was angry.


"Don't fool me quickly tell me the truth, or I'll kill you."now Arsya grew angry.


"Basir kurut...why do you do it stupid, do not you know if Mr. Arsya sadistic killer." muttered Aryan, he did not care what his boss did.


"Hahahah.". "the laughter of Dhafi echoed throughout the room, he could not help it anymore, the red face of Arsya was very clear, very visible, added to his concerns hearing that Dinar was a potential fiancee of Kenzo.


Arsya took off his hand and threw Dhafi's body, again he was worked by his curse friend.


"Your face is amazing, my friend, there must be many women who are crazy about it" he said, standing from his seat, fixing his clothes.


"Whispering you. If you do that again, I will not hesitate to chop you." threatened Arsya he was already upset by Dhafi's actions.


"Ok just relax, bro... Seriously very, well we continue this conversation." They also sit back to start their important conversation.


"His name is Twenty-eight-year-old Dinar Syakilla, he is not Japanese, he is a transfer person and his home country is Indonesia, and now he has two daughters who are rumored to be twins."


Arsya's face sparkled at Dhafi's explanation, but he covered it up.


"He moved to Japan for eight years, and now he works as a secretary, and this is another proof" he added and gave a photo of Dinar to Arsya, this news is the most profitable because for eight years Arsya to be overwhelmed looking for its existence.