
The news of Hazal's election as President Director of the Fallay Company reached Aaron's ears. The old fox's ears seemed to be reddening restraining his growl. He did not understand why the shareholders stabbed him in the back.
The middle-aged man recalled his glory days a few years ago. One by one the shareholders pleaded for help. Start financial or non-financial assistance. Now what reply did he get. True the proverb of milk in the water tuba.
His mind was spinning around looking for a way to get out of these iron bars. He cannot act freely as long as he is still in the hotel prodeo. There were many plans he had devised to avenge Hazal when he was free.
Covetous granddaughter also arrived, the lawyer came to visit her. Aaron immediately stepped into the big room. His eye bead swept across the rectangular-shaped room, looking for his defensive figure.
"Is there any good news today?" aaron asked as he pulled out an empty chair beside him. He sat himself on the plastic chair.
The man before Aaron looked silent with his restless facial expression. The lawyer didn't know where to start. He simply took out two letters from behind his gray suit and placed the papers on the table.
Aaron's eye beads looked at his lawyer's face then turned to the two letters that were in front of him. He took all the letters and began to read them.
Aaron's countenance was flushed red, his jaw hardened and his eyes bulged as he read the sentence after sentence written in the letter.
"Cursed are you lady j*lang!" as Aaron was harshly. He hit the wooden table hard, making all the inhabitants of the big room look at him.
"Is there still less stock that Kenan has given you?" aaron shouted as he squeezed the two letters and threw them in any direction on the floor.
"Pacify yourself, Mr. Aaron," comforted the lawyer after he took the two letters that Aaron had thrown away.
The lawyer opened and reassembled the paper. A letter from the Prosecutor and from the bank. Hazal orders the bank to freeze all of Aaron's savings. The young prosecutor also revoked all of Aaron's power of attorney for financial transactions using the company name Fallay.
The bad news came together to make Aaron wipe his face and cover it with both palms.
"How can I be free from here, if I don't have a penny of cash?" murmured Aaron behind his hand. His breath feels heavy.
"Mr Aaron?" The lawyer seemed worried about his client's condition, but he was more worried about his own fate at the moment.
It comes to Aaron's mind to sell his entire stake in Fallay's company so that he can get his freedom.
Aaron immediately whispered something into his lawyer's ear. The lawyer nodded his head and immediately carried out his client's order.
*****
Elsewhere, in the Prosecutor's Building. Hazal was watching the Fallay company's stock move in his workspace.
He plays his laptop scroll while thinking about what Aaron will do when the old fox finds out that his entire bank account has been frozen.
An hour later, his phone rang on his desk.
"Red apples are already on the market. Are you gonna buy it?" The voice of Japheth came from across.
"Of course, I really like red apples" Hazal said in a cold tone. His eye beads shone a sharp look at his laptop screen.
"Deal up! I'll serve it for you." Japheth smiled behind his cell phone.
"You're really my best partner" praised Hazal with a little laugh.
"Tonight at an Italian restaurant, I've booked you a place" Japheth replied after he heard Hazal's laughter.
The phone call ended. It's not the first time Hazal and Japheth have played passwords. They do this to avoid someone or someone else tapping their phone.
Hazal waited for the final seconds of Aaron's defeat. "I've been tending all your financial strength, Aaron! Just one more step, then you will truly become a kara!" muttered Hazal while playing Kenan's pen.
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