
" har...I can't find Marco anywhere! I've even contacted her many times but she didn't answer! Can you send someone to visit her at Har's apartment?" Gerry decides to ask Harry for help. Harry is also currently in the Levington Club neighborhood to monitor his men securing the venue.
" I'll get a police patrol to check her there, you're not worried about Ger..." Harry contacted someone through his handy talk.
" Thanks Har...!" Gerry rushes back into the room to join Lewis and his father.
Ting...Ting....Ting....
One of the founding elders of the Levington Club rang the glass by hitting the small spoon he was holding.
" I beg the attention of all those present at this event "The man sighed, he gave the invited guests the opportunity to be silent.
" In accordance with our promise, tonight we will introduce to the audience who came on the night of our leader...Or rather the successor of our leader "
" As we know, Levington Club was founded by someone who is very dedicated to the sustainability and concern for the welfare of the business and its supporters that we are all here " The man returned his breath.
" Let's welcome together....Bima Athalah, he is the grandson of Levington Club founder Bratayuda Athalah "
Attendees welcomed the successor to the Levington Club leader to a boisterous applause, some of them already think that the initials B listed in many places in the Levington Club is the Bima of Athalah Corp which is already very famous with a good reputation. Some were amazed at the greatness of the man standing before them at this time, many were envious of the fact that Bima was their leader.
No exception with Lewis and Gerry, the other siblings of this mother feel not believe in the harsh reality they face at this time. Gerry showed his disappointment, he looked angry because he could not accept it. While Lewis looked calmer, I don't know what he felt at the time.
Sean sees the unkindness of his son Gerry, he tries to stop the child's intention to open his mouth.
" Save whatever you want to say right now, or you'll regret it later "Sean stared intently at his son's face to make him silenced and undo his intentions. Lewis seemed to be smiling.
Bima introduced the Sultan as the only child who was expected to be able to become his successor as the leader of the Levington Club later.
The event closed with an orchestra performance from one of the city's leading orchestral groups.
What's up with the Sultan's favorite legendary burger?? The stand was visited by many young business people, they liked the food to become one of the trending media topics covering the event that night.
" Nico's....I said what too huh! Buy that burger shop!" He spoke slowly through his ear communication device.
" Sorry man...I don't sell burger shops!" There was the sound of Nico's satisfied laughter across the street.
" Lo mean, all this time the tavern belonged to Lo stupid?!!" The Sultan tightened his jaw, he did not want anyone to hear his conversation with Nico.
" The one and only bro !" Back there was the sound of Nico's satisfied laughter.
Cih ..That idiot was apparently playing me all along. It sucks that he is!
Shakira's task grew heavier because shortly after one of the founding elders of Levington Club announced who their leader was, the Sultan was immediately mobbed by the daughters of large company owners who were fighting for attention from him.
While the Sultan did not care much about their presence, he just wanted the event to be over quickly. This whole day he could not judge his personal assistant at all, he did not let go of Shakira's hand wherever he went.
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" Huffth.... Finally finished also the event "Sultan took off the suit he was wearing and loosened his tie
" You're a lot of female fans now, sir..." Shakira chuckles
The car carrying them was stopped by Harry and some of his men. Harry asks Shakira to get out of the car.
" Sorry Sultan, we have to take Miss Shakira to the office "His reply, Harry has handcuffed Shakira's hand violently.
" Hey, you don't have the right to treat her like that Har! or you'll regret it!!" The Sultan stopped Harry by pushing the police chief's body back a few steps.
" Take him off!" Further
" You know if you want him to come to your office, you just call him?! That brain of yours you put where Har??" The Sultan ordered Harry to open the handcuffs in Shakira's hands immediately.
" Sultan Sorry, he's a suspect in the murder of Marco Gerry's personal assistant...I have to take him right now!" Harry doesn't seem to lose
" Where is the evidence of an arrest warrant from his court Har?!" The Sultan was furious, especially when the man could not give what the Sultan asked.
" My lawyer will call you in the morning Har...If you want to show off do not need to be in a stupid way like this! ...This is really embarrassing for the police!" The Sultan pushed Shakira's body back into his car, then he ordered the driver to run his car after he sat in it.
Sultan grabbed his cell phone, he contacted Javier to ask a lawyer to come to Harry tomorrow morning. He asked specifically that Harry's treatment of his personal assistant be rewarded. He also asked Javier to investigate the background of Harry and Gerry as well as Marco who had been rumored to have died.
" Dammit!!! How dare he...!" The Sultan threw his cellphone until it bounced into the front cabin of the car.
" Be calm, sir, all will be well..." Shakira tries to calm her down
" How can Shak calm down?? He did that in front of a lot of people! He doesn't respect you at all!" The sultan clenched his hands.
" Be calm sir, tomorrow I will ask your lawyer to come with me there "Shakira unravels her smile. The woman brought her face closer..
" You look so adorable when you pout like that, mister "Shakira chuckles softly.
" Don't tease me Shak...I'm angry right now !" The Sultan turned his face.
CUPS
Shakira kissed her master's neck, then sniffed it slowly before long she stopped her action and pulled her face back.
" Ashem..." Shakira turned her lips and shook her head.
" Hey...My body smells like tau!" The Sultan began to smell his own body. Seeing that, Shakira laughed.
" You dare to play me Shakira!! Lookout yeah...!"
While the driver pressed a button to close the connecting window between the front cabin and the rear cabin where the young master was currently playing with his personal assistant.
My soul is rebelling right now....Hixes
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To be continued 😉
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