A Love To Killer's

CHAPTER 2: File Submission

During the day in a luxury apartment in the downtown area of Orchid, a man was seen still lying on his bed, in disheveled clothes like the rest of the night.

His shoes and suit were scattered below, and even next to the socks were still stuck on his body.

The pungent smell of alcohol gushed from the man's body.

He seemed reluctant to get up, even though the sun was right on top of the crown. Moreover, the thick curtains there were still closed, and blocked the scorching light this afternoon.

But suddenly, a loud knock was heard from outside his room. The longer, the more the knocking sounded so loud and teased the man earlier.

He also squirmed as he was disturbed by the noise from outside.

“What did Charlie do?” muttered.

He was still very lazy to wake up, especially his head which also felt very dizzy.

He can't remember how much alcohol he drank last night. But clearly, it must be a very large number considering he who is not easily drunk to fall.

He just remembered, he took out all the alcohol collection from his closet.

The knock turned into a pounding so strong, that the door was almost broken.

The man who was none other than Ardiaz was then trying to make a loud voice so that his partner outside immediately stopped.

“Charlie, stop. I'm awake,” he shouted.

After saying that, Jordan was silent and no longer banged on the door. However, his voice changed with a scratch on the wood.

Ardiaz knew the code. Jordan always behaves whenever there is an important message coming.

“Send it to my old phone,” he shouted again.

He hoped that Jordan would no longer bother him, as he had already managed to get the message across. However, the voice continued to be heard indicating that Ardiaz's orders were impossible.

Finally, inevitably with a head that felt heavy and almost broke, Ardiaz got up and opened the door.

His partner was standing in front of his room with a Macbook in hand.

...Charlie /Jordan...

“What is this email?” ask Ardiaz.

Without answering, as usual, Jordan will immediately push the screen and show Ardiaz something.

“Good. I borrowed yours first,” said Ardiaz.

He went back in and put the MacBook on the bed, while he walked towards the bathroom.

Ardiaz tried to freshen up with a cold splash of water, considering he had to check the incoming email immediately.

After finishing the bath, she came out wearing only a bathrobe and walked towards the bed.

Ardiaz grabbed the Macbook and went downstairs. The man turned towards the kitchen and picked up a small bottle of drunken drink in the refrigerator.

His jaw went up and down gulping down all the contents of the bottle, and throwing the empty container into the trash.

The mint taste of the drink was felt to fill the entire oral cavity of Ardiaz. He then took out the mineral water and brought it towards the middle chamber.

Although he was indifferent to Mac duff's words last night, but to be honest, Ardiaz also felt guilty and hurt to see Evangeline who left crying, when she saw Alexa close to him.

Ardiaz sat on the sofa, leaning against the other leg.

His eyes began to focus on the Macbook screen while his fingers nimblely danced on it. He opens a single unified file that is sent anonymously to Jordan.

Without having to figure it out, Ardiaz could already guess who had sent all the information.

The files contained a cooperation agreement between Merciful and his associates. Everything seems normal at the beginning.

Ardiaz was not interested at all when he saw all the old files. But suddenly, his pupils widened with almost fused eyebrows, as his eyes noticed an oddity in the beam he was looking at.

There was a picture of an antique, and below it was written an auction donation from the client.

The object is nothing but ceramics from ancient times that have a very expensive historical value, and Ardiaz had seen the object at the Lucifer auction some time ago.

He then repeated it again from the beginning, and examined each file. There are some cooperation files that have donation objects like that, some are not there.

Ardiaz also began to conclude that the pictorial treaty documents were related to Lucifer, while those not only related to Merciful.

Until arriving at a dossier agreement with the name of the client that makes Ardiaz's curiosity growing.

The company is engaged in retail and tourism, which has been trying to spread its wings to all corners of the country, even to foreign countries.

The only company that does not have a branch in Wisteria City, Andara Corporation.

His fingers carefully scroll up the screen to see the files below. In contrast to the movement of the fingers, Ardiaz's heart is now beating so fast.

He is afraid that what the Joker said earlier is true, and that it will definitely make his meeting with Malcolm different from before.

Amidst his excitement, Ardiaz's fingers stopped right in one of the courtyards, with a picture of a blue-eyed necklace that he was very familiar with.

The air around him seemed to disappear, so he could not breathe. His eyeballs moved indeterminately, with hands squeezing the edges of the Macbook firmly.

He saw with his own eyes a blue ocean necklace belonging to the mother who was killed in the massacre was there, and was listed as a donation to Merciful.

Although in the agreement the name listed is Howard, but if this concerns Lucifer, it is certain that the CEO was involved and he could have been the mastermind.

Unfortunately, Ardiaz's shock wasn't finished there. I don't know why everything happens at the same time.

Just as he discovers the truth behind the tragedy of his family's massacre, a message from Mac Duff's number drives him mad.

The sky night boss suddenly sent out a photo featuring a pair of men and women, sitting opposite each other in a sky lounge restaurant.

No. gabe. I won't let you fall into the wrong hands, inner Ardiaz.

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