The Revenge of Impotent CEO

The Revenge of Impotent CEO
Chapter 38


Almost midnight, and the event ended, the invited guests one by one began to return to their homes. Not only invited guests, but Hadden, Nasa, Fog and Lolin also had to return to country A because they had to return to activities as usual. Especially Lolin who has an exam schedule tomorrow morning. Meanwhile, Aunt Aslin also returned home first delivered by Daddy Jackson's man.


After everyone's departure. Now, it's time for Lolan who will retire for choosing to live in his own Mansion that he had prepared himself some time ago without the knowledge of Mommy Nata and Daddy Jackson.


"Mommy disagrees, whatever the reason Mommy disagrees. You and Ziva, Mommy's son-in-law, will stay in this house" Mommy Nata said against Lolan's wishes.


"I'm still going with my wife because it's your decision" Lolan clasped Ziva's hand, making Ziva even colder in fear.


"Ziva you don't want to, do you, honey? You still want to stay here with Mommy, right?" talk to Mommy Nata.


Instantly Ziva grimaced with the pain as Lolan clasped his hands tighter, leaving Ziva with no other choice but to follow what Lolan had said before.


"Mo-mmy, I-I already have a husband. Whatever the decision of my husband, I will obey him" replied Ziva resignedly.


"Is he threatening you, honey?" mommy Nata asked closer to Ziva who was standing next to Lolan.


"No Mommy, that's not how it happened" Ziva lied.


"Well, if that's your decision. So, go, "cut Mr. Jackson who allowed Lolan to move into his own house.


"Honey," called Mommy Nata staring at Daddy Jackson.


"Our son is all grown up, honey. After marriage, she has her own responsibilities. Let him be more mature by living in his own home" explained Daddy Jackson could not accept Mommy Nata.


As a mother, she knew what her son was planning. Mommy Nata was very sure, that Lolan wanted to behave as he pleased with Ziva without any opposition from him.


"But, Babe—"


"Ssttt, you can come to their house whenever you want, baby," Daddy Jackson said.


Hearing her husband's words, Mommy Nata sighed and said.


"Switch, Mommy agrees. But remember, if until you mess with Ziva, then you will deal with Mommy," threatened Mommy Nata in the end relented. However, in his heart he had already found his own plan. Make no mistake, the soul of a Cecelia Humeera is still in her. Where Cecilia might be defeated. See what I do he will do later.


"Good, honey," praised Daddy Jackson for knowing the contents in his wife's head.


"Oh yes, Mommy will send some servants to help there," said Mommy Nata and the butler nodded in understanding what to do.


"No need, Mommy. I'm sure Mommy picked the best wife in the world. The best wife doesn't need a servant to help her take care of me. After all, the house I chose is not as big as this house, of course it can still be taken care of by both of you, we will both share the task well. Mommy doesn't have to worry," said Lolan had really prepared and accounted for everything.


"Oh my God, who became my son, or this damn woman," Lolan growled inwardly.


"Well, Mommy." replied Lolan immediately gave a hug during the stay for The Mommy as well as her Daddy. Then, it was Ziva's turn to pay his two in-laws. Unwilling to let Ziva go, Mommy Nata hugged Ziva tightly in a whisper asking Ziva to tell him that Lolan was being bad.


"Let's go, baby" Lolan asked in a soft voice, inviting Ziva to leave. Ziva only follows without being able to resist.


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Ziva felt his body swayed as Lolan sped up the speed of the vehicle as it had moved away from Baldev's Talsen Mansion.


Ziva felt so dizzy and sick to his stomach. "Akhc!" ziva screamed when the car suddenly braked suddenly, making his forehead bruised due to hit the car wall.


"Down!" Let's tell Lolan to yell.


"I-this is in the forest, sir," Ziva complained as he held his reddened forehead.


"Who said this is the market? Now, Down!" snarl Lolan again.


"But, Tu—"


"Get out or I'll kill you here and bury your body in the woods!" Ziva got out of the car quickly. It is better to get out of the car than to be killed by a cruel man who is now his Husband.


"Take your suitcase!" let Lolan and Ziva reflexively open the back door and immediately pull out his shabby suitcase.


"Walk straight 3 kilometers, then you will arrive at the Mansion. I'll give you 40 minutes, if in 40 minutes you don't arrive, then I'll give you a tougher sentence."


After saying that, Lolan immediately shot Ziva's meningal gas alone on the road surrounded by dense forest.


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