CEO Twins And Girls Choice

Launching Action

The figure of a woman with a black dres, sitting haughtily while crossing one leg staring at some burly man standing before her.

The woman's lips were delighted, then glanced at the child sitting next to her.

"As per your plans will move at night. Surround the house Isabel occupied by means of pressing, then after making sure all is safe, pour gasoline around the building and burn." Arum chuckled, imagining the dramatic scene revolving in his brain.

Larasati is too. The girl beraras ayu that silenced a smile that I don't know what it means.

"How do you understand?"

Some of the men nodded.

"Don't, madam," they answered in unison.

"good. I hope you guys work well." A flick of hands hinted at some of the men to quickly disappear from the sight of Arum and the princess.

Arum and Larasati looked at each other. A faint smile was engraved on their lips, until a few seconds later the smile turned into a blaring laughter. Filled the entire room with only the bodies of the two of them.

Satisfaction laughter. Maybe more precisely it can be interpreted like that. Arum himself is one hundred percent sure if the plan he compiled will run according to his wishes. The house that became the target was burned and the residents were also grilled inside including Isabel who actually became the main target.

"I didn't think that I had such a brilliant idea" said Larasati to the mother, who now seemed to be sipping alcohol from a crystal glass that had been available on the table. Let's say the mother and the child are celebrating a feast, a feast as an overflow of happiness if soon all the property of Praja will be theirs.

Arum appreciates, while the ladder shakes the crystal glass in a clutch until the red liquid in the clear container moves.

"Don't call your mother 'Arum' if you don't dare to act this crazy. Enough to have a lot of money, then any wild plan, can be done."

For the sake of making plans tonight, Arum really has to spend. He hired some bodyguards to reinforce the fort. Just anticipation, because he began to know about who the man who came and sided with his stepdaughter.

"Erich Surya Atmadja," hissed Arum while chanting the name of a man who apparently quite influential in the city where he lived. The young man who owned many businesses and department stores were scattered in several points of the city's bustle center.

Why is a cool guy like him able to be in the stronghold of Isabel who incidentally is just an ordinary girl. Beautiful, Arum admitted the beauty of his stepdaughter, but even the capital of the face could not just ensnare the rich man. Maybe they have a special relationship? Ah no way. Isabel's even just a slum girl who never dresses up. Inner Arum war. There is a possibility that actually happened between Erich and Isabel.

The mother and son were back to the party. A toast to celebrate the great events that will happen in their lives.

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Silent and quiet. A group of men dressed in all black who hid behind the grass, staring in astonishment at the house which was usually surrounded with guards looked lonely without anyone passing by. There is no activity or life. The room lights are only partially turned on, which strengthens the belief that the owner of the house is asleep in bed.

The arum guard leading the movement made sure once again that conditions were completely safe to signal for a move. Only a small part of the troops approached the residence of Erich, some were left scattered around the road or around the building. While some of the Arum resistant to survive the house. At least just in case and will slide right away if they are needed.

"Aren't you suspicious?" Someone asked the leader of the army. Given the odd conditions on a sturdy building whose main gate is not at all fortified guard.

Sighs deeply. The man now chose silence. Reluctant to argue, ready to run the task but still introspective.

Thirty minutes later the men were doing surveillance. There's nothing different. The house remained silent. Uninhabited and no one goes in and out of the gate. The paid leader Arum appreciated. Bringing the cue to the men to move. Until at the count of three men dressed all dark began to approach the building. Move slowly without making a sound. Docked on the wall of the main gate before touching the fence padlock to ensure whether the key can be opened forcefully? But miraculously, as if getting durian collapsed, the gate in a state of unaccounted for to facilitate their steps to infiltrate the house without the need to bother.

"Wow, amazing. The creator seems to be on our side. Look, the gate isn't even locked." The other bodyguard again spoke with a twinkle full of happiness. Unlike the previous missions which were quite heavy, this time the mission was just like luck to him. A deserted house, a gate that opens then what kind of luck will it get. The man was impatient. Launch the action then enjoy a wad of money in return for what has been promised.

Different from one of the guards earlier, the bodyguard who had been filled with suspicion, his body was trembling. Anxious if at any time bad things happen to them. But he also refused to do much, protest was free. The leader will certainly use it until resigned and follow the flow to be the best choice for him.

The men split up. Look for cracks in rocks or plants to become a hiding place. Getting closer and getting closer. Several men who followed with tanks filled with fuel liquids joined in. Finding the right strategic place to take action.

Surrounding conditions that allow free movement of the herd of sneakers. They move apart, dividing to split all corners of the house. To the left of Kana, front and back of Erich's magnificent house. Of them each brought a tank of fuel liquid that was planned to be poured into the wall and around the house. Although it is quite difficult because the walls of the building are made of non-flammable materials, but with a lot of liquid fuel poured, the, then they are sure if gradually the magnificent building will burn by itself.

Byur

Byur

Byur

So excited they pour out the liquid like pouring water on an arid farm. There was no mercy from their faces while performing the action. The consequences of their actions are no longer thought of. All that comes to their minds is the reward money that seems to wave for quick grab and enjoy.

The entire tank has moved. The stifling smell was so piercing that the sense of smell as the colored liquid began to fill the walls until it flowed into the ground.

Strike a match from inside the pocket of clothes, one corner of the lip of the squad leader cherished. One spark alone certainly can devour this magnificent house and turn it into charcoal.

Clique

The thing in the gang was lit up. The leader intends to throw the object that has released the fire light towards the wall moist by the fuel liquid.

One, two, three.

Grepp's.

Lighters were thrown, but not towards the wall but shifted to the bush. Pemipin body is swollen. Plunged backwards when someone slammed his body so tight.

"Damn it" the leader chanted as he found dozens of gunmen surrounded his body.

Tbc.

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