ENTANGLED MARRY OLD OM
S3 EPS300
3 Days later.
The luxury party held by Rei invited many of his relatives and close relatives, distant relatives and even all employees under the auspices of the Alkatiri company to attend the party held by the giant company.
Everything is set up very epic.
In Elian's 2nd-floor workroom, the middle-aged woman growled in annoyance that her plans had no effect.
"How is this mah?"
While the question is only silent, both Aditya and Camelia they look at each other strangely with their adopted behavior.
"Mah"
Camelia tried to touch the middle-aged woman's shoulder.
"What the boy and the father did, they made a party instead, you know I was so shocked to hear, Rei no longer considers me like his wife, I'm ashamed of Ditya"
The woman's cerocos without a care.
"Want we how mah?"
Elian shook her head, a sign the woman was thinking.
"But they're just having dinner, or what so mah"
"Right, but it was definitely a big event, the invitation was also distributed suddenly"
"Truly mah, Ditya knows from colleagues even we are not invited"
"Camelia also has her husband's tenants work so she's a regular employee invited even there there is a record there will be the introduction of the heir and also the heirs' marriage thanks to mah"
Camelia.
"Even those of us who are on the papah side are not told mah"
Aditya.
"Well, we have to thwart their efforts to make Arvin heir, lest it happen mah"
"Dit, get your people moving tonight, when they're gonna announce who's the heir, please, cut off the power to all panic in the panic when you go to the stage to play the piano after all your men catch Arvin and his wife and relatives then we announce you are the heir the giant company Alkatiri"
"What's not too flashy mah".
"Then do you have another solution?"
"No mah, I'm blank"
"Just do the mama plan"
"What if it's a trap they're making mah"
"It's impossible"
"But Camelia wasn't sure of the mama's plan"
"What needs to be convinced, if you wait to believe that your only son has become an heir and given birth to his next generation, then how can we do it we are too old to fight maybe"
Neither Aditya nor Camelia fell silent, they corrected her adoption speech.
"You're right"
Not waiting for long, Aditya contacted someone with his cell phone.
Drrt ..drr.ttt.
"Why?"
"There are additional jobs"
"It's not that our mission has succeeded"
"Yes, but our target missed and he took advantage of it"
"Are you lying?"
"Of course they don't even benefit the men I want to sabotage so they have that advantage"
"What about this woman we're holding hostage"
"Let it go, now that we need your help, please bring all your elite men, we'll pay as you say"
"Well, 25 billion is no more"
"Don't worry we're leaving now"
Finished calling a man who yesterday could kidnap Amelia's mother, Aditya is now approaching the direction of her adoptive mother and adopted sister or her betel wife.
"Beres mah, they accepted the offer"
"Then 60% of our plans have been successful, when did they come?"
"30 minutes more mah"
"Good, the event is still 2 hours away, we are ready to dress up first"
"Well, Ditya will go down to bring the man to carry out our plan"
"All right"
They have come out of the workspace Elian, they do not know if the cctv has been activated all without exception with their voice that speaks clearly like watching television soap operas only.
In the center of the cctv all listen to it, then someone smiled devil and ordered his men immediately.
"Go in the butler's clothes, go into Elian's work find all the evidence, we're watching from the central, remember you're equipped with communication tools that are directly connected to us"
"Good sir"
The ones who set out to be maids and men were of course Novan and Anita themselves in order for them to find their own authentic proof. Won't assign their subordinates because it's an important matter of their master.
2 More big event Alkatiri family, waiter, event director and MC saw training. It seems that some good waiters from catering, drinks and even sweet foods have passed, back and forth the table or just checking the tables, chairs and cutlery they provide is no problem.
"Quick tidy up in the house also without exception"
"Ready"
They numbered 50 people entered the house in order to clean certain places. So did Novan and Anita reliable spies who never seen his movements. They have entered the workspace owned by Elian who always used the three of them to devise his evil plan.
They appear to look at the appearance of Elian's workspace. Novan looked for perhaps a secret room, touching the wall bit by bit.
THE KRAAKK.......
Behind the chair that Elian was sitting on there appeared to be a large room like a dark room. The bodies of Novan and Anita are equipped with cameras so that those watching can also see her. Novan moved to turn on the lights in the room, they were surprised there was a coffin of a middle-aged woman whose body was still intact.
"Karena"
The words came out of Andra's grandmother who else if not Love.
"Know you?"
Rei approached his mama who was already sitting in a wheelchair.
"That's Karenina the adopted daughter of Aryandy's father, the woman who once made your papah and mamah separate at that time"
Say that old woman.
"Novan take his picture"
Novan immediately carried out an order from Mr. Rei, he photographed the woman in the coffin.
"Back through the room find another secret"
Said Andra ordering them both his trust assistants.
Novan and Anita nodded, they fumbled the wall back then.
CLICK.
The coffin shifted and then displayed a small safe on the wall next to it. Novan and Anita immediately attach their watches and randomly select the code in the safe. Rotate the random numbers they get from the hacker's watch.
Tet.tet.
CLIQUE.......
Prasang open with just one pull by them, there is a small bag that wraps something inside the elastic bag, again there is a box that looks like a jewelry box inside.
Those who watched in the center of the cctv looked tense what else Andra seemed to recognize the jewelry box.
HORN.....
The jewelry box was opened by Novan, Andra's eyes were perfectly rounded.
SERIATE.
