The Revenge of the Actor
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Clarissa glanced at her ringing phone, her husband's name plastered on the screen. However, he had no intention of receiving a call from the man who had married him in series. Right now, there are more important things to investigate.

"When did Karin do that to Xena? Are the Master and Madam and Sean unaware of the demonic woman's behavior?" ask Clarissa to Imelda.

Today, he, Imelda and Xena are on the playground. Adoptive son Alvin Smith deliberately picked up his stepson at school and invited the little girl to play around in a park that is not so far from the office.

"Since Miss Xena was two years old, Madam. During that time, not a single person dared to tell the Master and the Great Mistress as well as Mr. Sean, because Mrs Karin threatened to punish Miss Xena if from my three employers knew of her rottenness" Imelda replied. Bending your head because you feel guilty cannot tell the employer the truth.

Grip the end of the garden bench made of wood tightly. Reddened eyeballs, deflated chest and a sense of heat radiating throughout the body.

"Woman nutty! How could he possibly hurt his own stepdaughter while Lady Anita was so kind to him." Clarissa glanced at Imelda and again said, "Are all your masters unsuspecting when Xena was acting strangely before Karin?"

The young lady in the pink uniform shook her head quickly. "No, Mistress. They are too busy with their own business. Since the departure of Mrs Sabrina, focusing on work while Mr and Mrs stayed in Indonesia so that they could not monitor the behavior of Mrs Karin. Despite coming to visit America, she was sweet and pretended to care for Miss Xena to make them believe that the young Madam was indeed very affectionate towards Miss Xena."

Clarissa snorted in annoyance. "Yes, he was very good at acting until everyone was fooled by his sweet attitude." Take a deep breath, then exhale slowly. "In addition to threatening, whatever he did to Xena. Did you hit and slap him?"

Imelda's tongue felt faint when she heard Clarissa's question. Confused himself to answer what. Wanting to be honest, worry even affects the work and the fate of Xena next. However, if it continues to be silent until when the crime of the woman continues to be covered.

The water of doubt was clearly on Imelda's face. "Imel, please, tell me everything you know. No one is covered up! If you're worried about your job or your safety then I can make sure it's safe. You can hold my word."

Breathe deeply, exhale slowly with both eyes closed. Trying to muster up the inner courage to dismantle Karin's crimes. Moreover, Clarissa has guaranteed her work and safety if she tells the rottenness of Sean's second wife. So, there is no obstacle for the woman not to be honest. Who knows with honesty it lunge Karin stalled.

"When Miss Xena went berserk because her wishes were not obeyed, Mrs Karin often snapped, pinched and locked the young Miss in the warehouse without feeding and drinking" said Imelda Lirih. Back to bowing his face, not daring to look at the beautiful eyeballs of Clarissa.

Clarissa's body went limp after hearing Imelda's reply. The head suddenly feels dizzy and the view becomes blurry. Fortunately he was in a sitting position so that his slim body like a Spanish guitar did not fall down.

Fingers massage the temples that feel throbbing pain. I don't know, why lately often feel dizziness, nausea and sense of smell more sensitive than usual. However, he did not bother and continued to move as usual.

"Gosh, totally outrageous. This can't be allowed. I had to tell Sean right away to act" Clarissa said as she continued to give a gentle massage at the temple.

Imelda confirmed her sitting position to be more upright, then said, "Madam, I beg of you not to let Madame Karin do anything to me, Miss Xena and the servant who is in the Anderson residence. You'll feel guilty if your friends get hit."

Clarissa smiled sweetly. Even though the head feels dizzy, it still covers it all. "Let's just calm, Karin can't do any harm to you all."

"Fuckie shiit! Why didn't he take my call. Actually, where he went until the break had passed but never returned to the office." Sean threw the flat object over the sofa, then loosened the tie wrapped around the neck. "See it if he gets back here, I'll give him a punishment." Suddenly something slipped into the man's mind and made his heart uncomfortable.

Staring at the wall clock that shows at two more than thirty minutes local time. That means Clarissa's been gone for almost two hours and hasn't been back.

Not wanting anything bad to happen to Clarissa, he intends to find his beloved wife. Dashing body wrapped in navy suit with tie line crossed to the left, he got up from the sofa and grabbed the car keys that are in the drawer of the workbench. When he was about to step up, Ibrahim-sang assistant had first entered into the CEO room while carrying an envelope that was in the deck.

"Mr Sean," cried Ibrahim in panic.

Sean looked coldly at Ibrahim. "What are you coming to see me? If you're just asking me to sign some reports, it's best to throw all those files away. I'm not working hard."

Ibrahim shook his head quickly and replied, "No, sir. It's about a perp who has put a stimulant into your drink."

"Just tell me who did it!" spray Sean impatiently. As a result of CCTV in the hotel ballroom was damaged, he and Ibrahim lost track of the perpetrator. However, thanks to perseverance and hard work finally their struggle is not in vain. In a split second would know who would dare to play around with young master Anderson.

"The answer is ... Mrs Karin."

"Shiits! Why didn't I think that the culprit was Karin. You idiot! I should have suspected that damn woman!" sean shouted in a high voice. Increasingly upset because it turns out the person who intends to trap the man is the wife of Anita's choice.

"The servant involved has already been recompensed for his actions to you, Sir. Sure enough, he couldn't have made the same mistake."

"You set it yourself. Most importantly, do not harm the person. Pity his son and his wife if he gets hurt."

"Okay, sir," replied Ibrahim briefly.

Sean's palms clenched perfectly. The sharp eyes looked as if they were ready to pounce on their prey alive. The eyeballs emitted a flash full of emotion. "Today, it seems that you are getting tired of living and so are waving war flags at me. You've started this war so don't blame me for following your game."

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