Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 255: Night at the Restaurant
Irene and Hamish sat face to face at a candlelit table in Jules Verne, a famous French restaurant. The atmosphere is calm, the Eiffel Tower shines brightly in the distance, and the sound of French music is soft in the background.
Sipping a glass of red wine, they discussed their upcoming wedding, which was scheduled to take place the next day. Hamish smiled as he looked into Irene's eyes, feeling grateful to be able to spend this romantic dinner with the woman he loved.
"The food here tastes good" Irene said when tasting the dishes served at the dinner.
"I always try to choose what's best for you" Hamish said. He reached across the table and grabbed Irene's hand. "It felt like just yesterday I planned all this. Finally tomorrow we will get married" he said with a twinkle in his eyes that looked happy.
Hamish recalls the journey of life that brought them finally to this moment. Trying to escape the pursuit of the bad guys, rebuild a ruined family business, until finally falling into a dark organization like Big-O. All he did was to survive and make sure his only remaining brother was happy. Irene became one of the reasons for doing all things for the sake of happiness today.
"I'm very happy to have decided to get married in Paris" Hamish said. "It's a very beautiful city, and it holds so many memories for me."
Irene just smiled.
As the night was about to end, they walked out of the restaurant, hand in hand. The Eiffel Tower sparkles brightly in the background, a symbol of the love and romance they share. They are ready to start the next chapter of their lives.
Hamish invited Irene to sit on one of the park benches. He grabbed Irene by the shoulder and let the woman lean on him. The feeling of Hamish at this moment seemed to be filled with flowers.
Irene felt a sense of unease within her. He wanted to harbor the feeling himself, but the more he could endure, the more he wanted to overflow from within him. Irene finally let out the courage to speak.
"Sister Hamish, I have to say this," Irene said in a trembling voice.
"What is that, honey?" hamish asked, releasing his arms. He looked at Irene seriously and a happy face.
"I've thought about this many times. I can't be your wife, I want to be your sister" Irene said.
Hamish was surprised by Irene's sudden request. She had always believed that Irene was the only one for her, and she could not imagine life without her. He tried to convince her repeatedly to change his mind, but Irene insisted to this day.
Hamish's face distorted in anger. "How dare you? Do you know how much I've done for you? How much did I sacrifice?" whispered.
"I know, and I'm sorry," said Irene, her voice almost above the whisper. "But I can't continue. I don't want to hurt Big Brother's feelings, but I can't marry Big Brother."
Hamish's expression became soft, and he took a deep breath. "Irene, I love you more than anything in the world. I can't let you go. If you leave me, I'll make sure you regret it" she said, her voice threatening.
"Sister," Irene whined, her eyes widened in fear.
"I make sure that if you leave me, I will really kill my grandparents" Hamish replied, his eyes shining with madness.
Irene was shocked, her heart was pounding. "You can't do that! You will not dare! They're our grandparents!"
"Oh, but I will" said Hamish, an evil smile flashed across his face. "And there's nothing you can do to stop me." he said.
"We're going home now!" force Hamish.
Irene's hand was forcefully pulled by the man. Irene had to walk in a hurry following Hamish's footsteps. The romantic night turned into a disaster. Hamish is so angry.
"Lake in!" force Hamish. He pushed Irene roughly into the car.
The car began to walk down the streets of Paris which are still crowded by vehicles. Irene fixed her sitting position. Beside him was Hamish who was silent and still angry at him.
"My men are still on guard around Grandpa's house. Dare you run away, know the consequences!" threaten Hamish.
Irene took a long breath. He sat closer to the window looking at the passing vehicles and people walking.
As the car flashed in front of the hotel he had previously stayed in, suddenly his eyes caught a figure he seemed to recognize. Irene tried to widen her eyes. As he saw it, it turned out to be true that the man was Alan. The man he loved was in Paris, where he is now.
Irene could only wail while looking at Alan who would definitely not know of his whereabouts. If he could, he wanted to shout to say his name and say that he was there. He wants Alan to release him. He did not want to marry Hamish.
***
"Welcome, how can we help you?"
The receptionist greeted Alan and Aji kindly. Alan's other men are still waiting for orders outside the hotel area that is allegedly where Irene lives.
"I'm looking for Mr. Hamish Abraham and Miss Irene Abraham. We made an appointment to meet. Are they really living here?" tanya Will in a polite tone.
"Shortly, Sir. I'll check first."
The receptionist searched for the name Alan mentioned on the monitor screen. "Yes, Sir. At our hotel there is a room reservation on behalf of Mr. Hamish Abraham. They've been staying here for three days, room 305."
"Can you call his room? Tell me I want to meet," Alan asked.
"Well, I'll try to call."
While the receptionist is still busy, Alan asks Aji to take his men to the room in sign. Alan stayed there to distract.
"Sorry, Sir. No one picked up the phone in his room. Do you have his personal number?" ask the receptionist.
"Oh, so, yeah! All right, I'll try asking my assistant. Thanks for the help."
Alan left the place. He did not leave the hotel, but went upstairs following his other men.
Alan was casually riding the elevator. Arriving in front of the room in question, Aji was already waiting for his arrival.
"How's it?" ask Alan.
"The room is empty, sir," said Aji.
Alan turned his head towards the top where the CCTV was installed. "You've handled that?" tanyakanya.
"Already, Sir. For 30 minutes the entire CCTV in this hotel will be disrupted"
Alan went into the room. He checked the whole room and found a piece of Irene's sweater left there. Irene was there before. The sweater Irene was wearing was a gift from her.