The Secret Girl of Mr. Thelar
Creating a New Identity

Arriving home, Teshar washed his face. Looking at his tired face from the rest held back emotions. When considering how heartless his father still adores the big brother—, which he only considers as a delinquent child, Teshar's heart feels painless.

"After death, it turns out your name is still fondly remembered to be the favorite son of father, Brother Jhony," muttered Teshar sadly. "When your behavior is not that perfect."

When recalling their childhoods being faced with an unfair affection, Teshar really did not feel like losing his older brother to their father's act of favoritism.

"I hate you, even though I know this is due to my father's fault in sharing his affection" Teshar murmured as he sat on the bed after returning from the bathroom

The man threw his body on the surface of the mattress and closed his eyes to neutralize frustration. His father and mother never appreciated him as a second child, but only Jhony's shadow.

The ringing of the phone lying on the nightstand forced him to get up and grab it lazily. Jemmy's name was plastered and it could make his sanity immediately improve.

"Yes, Jem," he said as he stepped towards the balcony. "What's up?"

From a distance his parents' house stood. The position is not safe if it remains in this house, although it is clearly separated by several hundred meters.

Teshar thinks that his grandfather's request some time ago by asking him to stay with Kenan at his grandfather's Mansion has something to do with this.

Teshar believes that his grandfather knew what his father would do if Clara's whereabouts were exposed.

"The file you used to leave to the old man. Elicard has now reached my hand. Are you coming back here tonight?"

"After I make sure all the paperwork is done, I'll be there tomorrow morning."

"Ready!" Jemmy replied in a serious tone. "You're okay? Did Lord Bisma hurt your heart?"

Teshar smiled immediately. Instead of being physical, Jemmy questioned his heart. Really, Teshar understands that all this time he was always made mentally ill by his parents.

"Yes, as always," said the moody Teshar.

"Grandfather Bima told you to come back soon. We're gonna solve Clara's problem together."

"Hm, I'll be here soon after finishing some business here" Teshar replied, lowering his gaze downwards. From the balcony, he could see all the activities of his bodyguards and servants and parents from a distance.

Teshar closes the call and slips his phone in his pants pocket. Realizing an unusual movement, he also understood that his father was preparing a plan. I don't know what it is, obviously Teshar will anticipate.

"It's time for you to acknowledge my intelligence, Father." Teshar muttered softly.

A plan was clearly displayed in his brain. Desire pent up and now he will be realized well and calculated. He does not want repeated bloodshed.

Teshar packed up some documents from the closet and put them in the safe of the secret room Clara used to live in. No one knows the whereabouts of that place.

His assets must be secured if his parents have the intention to impoverish him, at least he still has a large treasure stored safely.

Teshar came out of the room with some other files. If there are guards who spy, of course they will think that he has moved the wealth file to another place. A trick that may be effective, though not necessarily fully successful.

"I'll be leaving this house for a while. I hope no one will betray me and make a scene as long as I don't come home." Teshar said it once arrived at one of the guard posts inside his home.

"We are ready to carry out all the messages, Mr. Teshar," replied one of the chief bodyguards standing before Teshar.

"good. Pay you guys I'll make sure it's safe."

Teshar left the place after making sure all the bodyguard rights in his house were safely under control.

He'll go straight to his grandfather's house after meeting someone first at a private restaurant. He wanted to make sure all preparations for the fight with his father were complete.

In the past he would have reported wherever he went because it was part of the mother's request to know his activities as a child, but he will not do that again from today.

***

"Please come in, Mr. Teshar."

A beautiful woman wearing black heels invites Teshar to enter the room. The man only nodded lightly then stepped into the room without answering.

As soon as he entered, a treat of neat and comfortable scenery was immediately welcomed. Of course Teshar did not want to bother to improve his interior design by directly walking straight towards the table of a middle-aged man.

"Hey, Mr. Indira," greeted the man as he stood up from his chair.

"Is everything under control?" ask Teshar while sitting, although the owner of the house is not welcome. He used to do it when he came, because he wasn't the kind of pleasantry guy.

"Sir, Mister. No one will detect this identity. All official and registered countries," said the man with the face of a semi.

"You sure?" Teshar received a thick chocolate map and opened it without taking his eyes off the man's face. He made sure that his words could be trusted.

"Very sure. This identity belonged to a woman who had disappeared without a trace since the age of ten. If you could say, exposed to the case of international human trackfiking and until now not found because allegedly has changed a new identity."

"So, you're gonna give Clara a life with a female identity like that?" Next to Teshar's eyebrows rose a few centimeters. Obviously he did not expect to be given a surprise like this.

"really. I'll still give Clara Amanda her name. However, her life history will be connected to the identity of the other woman, so of course it will guarantee her safety from your enemies."

"If you can make sure everything is safe, do it. I need that identity from tomorrow morning. My time is not much because there are many files that must be taken care of," said Teshar immediately greeted the man with a nod of confidence.

"of course. We worked very closely and it proved that neither the bureau of investigators nor detectives were able to expose even one of our clients who changed a new identity" the man replied in an arrogant tone.

"All right."

Teshar took out the small black suitcase he was carrying and placed it on the table. A cold sneer was clearly imprinted on his face when the hand of the man before him wanted to grab.

"I'll make sure your secret is safe until I die" said the man trying to convince Teshar that Clara will be a new figure with a complete curriculum vitae with nothing suspicious.

"I keep your promise."

The man immediately grabbed the suitcase Teshar was carrying and opened the contents. His smile was instantly blotted out when a wad of money was inside.

Teshar did the same. The raut of satisfaction was clearly visible especially after making sure everything he asked for was realized by this man before him.

"You also made a passport?" Teshar turned his head to the man.

"Of course, who knows you plan to take her on a honeymoon abroad," the man replied with a chuckle.

Teshar immediately melengos. For him it was too much, but very inversely proportional to the contents of his brain that began to think of romantic scenes between men and women in general.

Seriate...

Disclaimer: This novel is just fictitious, please be wise in addressing any scenes or conflicts presented in this storyline, because it is solely made only for the sake of conflict to be more interesting and avoid logical defects.

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