ARAKAS

Chapter 72

A tall man, a handsome face yet without a smile, with all black clothes it enters a luxury European-style mansion that stands firmly supported by several pillars and carvings of European sculpture and coated with white paint adds to the impression of the grandeur of a large house that's.

The waiter in line greeted him who entered the mansion like a prince. All the servants bowed politely without daring to stare at the handsome man. His face was indeed frightening, but it was actually not as scary as the servants thought. The twenty-two-year-old man originally had a warm heart. It's just that his special circumstances and status require him to display a flat face and his dignity in public.

The man entered one of the work rooms belonging to the old man he used to call father. He sat down leisurely on the sofa twirling his car keys. His gaze occasionally glanced at the middle-aged man sitting at the desk in front of him with his eyes constantly focused on the sheet of paper he read.

"Say, why call me?" he spoke casually. His relationship with the father was mediocre, although they were not so close because of their respective busyness.

The old man who was usually called Mr. Ruff stopped his activities and raised his head to look at his first son. He still has two other sons. One was fourteen, the other was seven.

"Your betrothed," hearing the name, the man sitting lazing on the couch stopped his car keys and looked straight at his father. He had seen his fiancee, but only when the fiancee was born. After that he never saw her again because reportedly his fiance was taken away by his own mother. He even forgot his fiance's name. He doesn't care about the girl now. Because he himself was never interested in this match. Even so, he could not just cancel his engagement because he did not have the power against the father. Wait, why did his father suddenly mention his fiancee? Has the girl been found? Don't say yes.

"Why him?" tanyanya.

"What's with your attitude Moses?" mr. Ruff looked at Moses with a sharp look on his face. Yes, his son's name is Moses. And the man was now leaning on the sofa uninspired.

"You're sure it's really Lewis's son?" he asked unsure. More hope not.

"His face is very similar to his mother when he was young. We're lucky because one of the families who raised her their son was a famous artist. Coincidentally her mother's nanny saw your fiance on TV and immediately reported. Just wait for Lewis' men to figure out a way to do a DNA test. If it really is your fiancee, then we will meet her soon." Mr. Ruff explained at length. Moses snorted loudly.

"If I don't remember wrongly, her mother didn't just run away with me. You forgot that woman ran away the main reason for wanting to secure herself from the enemy attack? Are you sure you're really setting me up with her because you want me to marry her? I know for a fact that you have other plans behind it, Mr. Ruff. What if the stuff you're looking for isn't on the girl? Isn't this matchmaking a waste?" moses said no less long. He knew what his father was looking for. It's a pity that her fiance has been looking for years just to be used.

"If I have other primary intentions, I have absolutely no intention of harming him. She is, after all, my best friend's daughter. She will remain your future wife and daughter-in-law. He will be treated well in this house. So, it's better the girl falls in our hands than the enemy who intends to take advantage after it harms her." Moses breathed a tired breath. It's up to the old man. He was tired of thinking of other ways.