The Revenge of the Actor
Revenge Plan and Target Arrival

"In Jakarta later, at least you are safe because the city is too broad and the possibility of 'to be tracked by your former lovers is likely very small. In addition, there you can also launch your revenge mission again, because your main target is in the city."

Suddenly, Clarissa's eyeballs were perfectly opened with her jaw wide open. The woman's heart almost fell out of place when she heard Alvin say that the real target was in the capital of Indonesia. I swear by anything, I want it to feel like the young woman is screaming and jumping as high as she is currently also so happy to hear good news from the father. Isn't this what he dreamed about five years ago?

With trembling lips, and irregular heartbeat, Clarissa asked. "really? Papa ... is not lying to me just because I'm sick of seeing me every three months to take revenge on a different married couple?" Making sure what he heard just now wasn't his hallucination for a moment.

Alvin knitted his eyebrows together, staring at the brown iris of his beloved son. "You see in Papa's eyeball, is there a speck of lies in there?" Asking Clarissa to find out for herself the truth of every sentence the middle-aged man spoke.

Clarissa complied with Alvin's request, returning his papa's gaze. He did not see the slightest lie in the net man born in America, fifty-three years ago. The woman froze with her mouth tightly locked.

"That's why Papa deliberately came from Jakarta to Surabaya just wanted you to move there. In Jakarta, you can freely take revenge on your target because Papa will watch your every move. Right, right, Pa?" Devan spoke, explaining to Clarissa the purpose of Alvin's sudden arrival.

Alvin nodded. "That's right. In Jakarta, Papa has more power than here so he can protect you when you take revenge. You can ask Jack if you really need your friend's energy."

Without a second thought, Clarissa answered. "OKAY. Then I want to come with Papa to Jakarta. If my main target is there."

"But ..you can't use your real identity as the daughter of an Alvin Smith" said the silvery-haired man, nearly 200cm tall.

Clarissa frowned while staring questioningly at the mark. "Well, why use my true identity as Papa's son? Wouldn't he recognize me by my current appearance?"

Alvin got up from his proud chair again, then stepped closer to the large window facing directly into the back garden. The man's eyes looked straight ahead.

"To smooth your actions, Papa thinks that's the best way for all of us." The man turned his back, then took out a brown envelope from the desk drawer.

Clarissa received the envelope and opened it slowly. The tiny flickering fingers took out several photos of a young married couple with a five-year-old child, a female.

Clarissa's hand trembled violently followed by a chest that moved increasingly kembis. So many years did not hear the news of the woman, now in her hand there are five photos of a small family with a cute and adorable little girl. Really, the emotions in a beautiful almond-eyed woman are unstoppable.

"Right now, she has married the only son of Mr. Anderson. Many bodyguards were dispatched to protect Young Madam Anderson, and it was very difficult for you to get close to that woman. Therefore, the only way is to disguise yourself. You can destroy that woman slowly just as she used to destroy you, son."

Devan took five photos from Clarissa's hand. The man who was about to let go of his bachelor's time clicked annoyed. "Curtain! Just looking at her picture I already know how this woman's personality is. Matre woman whose hobby is fun-foya indeed deserves a reply for all his crimes in the past."

The man returned the photo to Clarissa. "Cla, this time I support you. I agree that you take revenge on this woman." Patted his sister's shoulder gently. "Remember your revenge to its roots. Don't let him live happily on top of your suffering."

"alright. I agree with Papa's proposal. As long as I can take revenge, whatever I can do."

Alvin smiled with satisfaction, then he approached Clarissa and whispered something to the woman.

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Meanwhile, in Jakarta, two adults with one brownish blonde little girl just landed at Soekarno-Hatta airport, Tangerang. After an exhausting journey, they finally arrived at the homeland safely.

"Sweetheart, you told Mama, didn't we arrive in Indonesia today?" ask a beautiful woman in a dress and accessories famous brand. Kremes brand branded bags are embedded between his armpits and shoulders. Sunglasses perched on his nose. Luxury is also seen from the jewelry on his body. Ranging from rings, necklaces, bracelets and earrings are all studded with diamonds.

The handsome man in a white short-sleeved shirt with two buttons left open at the top to show the fine hair on the chest glanced at the woman, then looked straight ahead.

Putting on a flat face with no expression, the man replied. "Didn't you see the message I sent to Mama just before the plane took off? So why are you asking me back. Just wasting energy!"

Sighing in rough breath. For some reason, the man always answered the woman's question in a hostile tone. Despite being married for five years, but the attitude of American men on the side of the papa was never friendly. Always act cold without putting on a smile on your face.

"Well ... well .. I realized, shouldn't ask you the same question." Trying to refrain from being provoked by emotions.

Not wanting to have a little quarrel between the two, the woman put her hand on her husband's arm. Sluggishly said, "Yes, don't be angry with me anymore. Last ... I just wanted to make sure that Mama knew we were coming home today and sent the driver to pick us up."

"I'm just worried about Xena, Sweetheart. Pity him since then continues to whine asking when to get to the house Mama. It was the first time he had travelled far, being on a plane for almost a day. So, I'm worried about that little girl." Glanced at Xena who was being carried by a baby sitter. The little girl fell asleep in the arms of her nanny.

"No need to worry about my daughter, she's fine!" let go of his wife's hand which was coiled in his arm. Then he said back. "Next time, don't ever be spoiled in front of me because until then you're just a surrogate mother to my daughter."

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