FLAVOR LIMIT

Treaty

The gaze of the eagle-like eyes made the two people who were in front of him lowered their heads in fear. I don't know what the two guys were doing there, but they obviously need help.

"What do you want?" a stern and cold question began to come out of Zhak's mouth. The look in his eyes did not stop researching the person who was looking down in front of him.

"I'm sorry young lord Zhak, I'm here to ask for your help" Burhan said.

Yes the man in front of Zhak is Burhan, the man who has the 4th wealth is now looking down and asking for his help.

"Haha." Zhak laughed loudly, he got up from his seat and turned to look out the window."you're serious Mr. Burhan. It's not that you have wealth that is impossible to make you ask for help from anyone, including me" said Zhak

"Then what makes you go broke looking for me?" zhak

"Sorry Young Master, my company is conceding and suffering a big loss, I need an injection of funds so that my company does not go bankrupt." Burhan's voice was so weak, he said, he really did not know what to do if Zhak refused.

Zhak seemed to think."If I give you an injection of funds, what will you give him for his replacement?"

"I'll give up my daughter for the young master to marry." Burhan replied without a second thought.

Zhak smiled cynically at Burhan's reply." so you sold your daughter to me, I see."

Burhan Shut up, he doesn't know what to answer.

"Alright, your silence is enough to answer my question Mr. Burhan."Zhak returned to his seat.

"So, which daughter are you going to sell?" ask Zhak.

"I heard you have 3 daughters." Zhak added.

Burhan is still weakly bowed. In fact she did not want to exchange her daughter for money, even with the young man in front of her who was so cruel and unforgiving.

"Master can choose whichever one you like." Burhan took out three photos and gave them to Zhak.

"Where's your real daughter?" zhak asked without taking a photo of Burhan.

"This is Young Master" said the trembling burhan

Zhak stared at the photo of Clara, a very visible cynical smile on her handsome face.

"Well, I want to help you, but your daughter is mine" Zhak said.

"Is it really young sir?" burhan asked in disbelief

Zhak snapped his finger, a sign Max the assistant had to pick up the proposal he had prepared.

Burhan read every detail of the agreement written in it. Her tears were dripping with every single point written there. And with trembling hands Burhan finally signed the letter of agreement.

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At 10 pm Burhan returned to his residence, his steps so heavy entering his luxury home. The covenant letter she signed made her feel so cruel about her own daughter.

Brakes.....

Burhan slammed his body on the sofa, occasionally rubbing his face violently.

"Mas, where have you been? why did you come home so late? can't her?" ask Bila.

Burhan looked at the face of his wife whom he had married for about twenty years, making the woman in front of him a mother to Clara. But Burhan is wrong, If he never loved his daughter, because Burhan knew that, he often saw that Bila treated Clara badly, and although Burhan knew, he could never protect her daughter, he never did, all for one reason.

"My company is almost bankrupt Bill" said Burhan weakly.

"What, I didn't hear wrong Mas, you lied to me?" Burhan shook his head, he did not lie.

"Gak Mas, I'm not ready, I'm not ready to fall poor." cried When. He's really upset.

"Calm down, Bil, we're not going to go bankrupt, because I've asked someone for help, and he's willing to help, but on one condition" Burhan said

"Really." When the face sparkled, he was really relieved." What's the condition, ma'am?"

"Mahhh." Burhan sighed heavily." He wants Clara." Burhan said weakly.

"Clar!"

Burhan nodded, asserting Bila's words. Burhan then told me everything that happened today, until he finally had to sign the agreement.

"So Clara should be the young master's wife?" Burhan nodded.

"Thank God she chose Clara" said Bila with a twinkle of pleasure. While Burhan could only sigh, he knew that all this would make his wife so happy.

"I'm sorry papa Clara, once again Papa has to sacrifice you. May you understand Papa and find your happiness someday." - Burhan.

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