For Sale Stepmom Bought Brutal Mafia

For Sale Stepmom Bought Brutal Mafia
The regret that was gained



Albert felt sick to enter his own parents' house, had so long since graduating from school, Albert had left home. Alone, Albert lived by himself, working illegally, and did not care about the obstacles he had to face.


The twists and turns of his life in his youth, not comparable to the age of his age. Albert worked hard, refusing to accept the gift of his own parents.


The affection that was expected to be abundant for him, was given entirely to Aaric. Even her own mother had to pay attention to Aaric rather than her obvious son.


Mr. Adhiwan who has been blinded by the eyes of his heart just because of women, must hate his own flesh and blood.


In fact, Albert was frustrated because he did not get fair affection, also always ignored. So bitter journey of his life when he was a child to grow into a teenager.


Until this very second, the age is ripe, Albert and his father like water with oil, difficult to put together, equally stubborn.


Not wanting to linger standing in front of the house, Albert rushed into the house. When he entered, he saw the figure of Aaric who is known to be his father's biological son from the second wife, now sitting relaxed while busying himself with his laptop.


The two of them were nothing to greet each other, looking like with their own enemies. Albert continued walking towards the living room. Aaric returned to his room to pick up something.


Albert went to see his father.


"Welcome, Sir." Greet one of the house assistants with respect when Albert arrives.


"Where is your Master?" albert asked without looking at his assistant.


"Mr Adhiwan is in the next room, sir. Please." The answer was as ordered by his employer.


Albert no longer spoke, he went straight into the open room.


"Finally come to you too. Sit down." Said Mr. Adhiwan who did not welcome his son warmly at all, but was like his business opponent.


"What do you need, Papa asked me to come here? you're not negotiating, are you?" ask Albert at the core.


"That means right. I came here only to be used as a medium of exchange. Very disgusting." Albert said with a grin.


"It was if you. If you don't want to, don't blame Papa if you can't get anything. You'll end up behind bars, and your wife won't be saved." Said the father lightly.


Albert advanced his body slightly bowing before his father. Not separated also with a grin, Albert plays the thumb while bitten.


"Didn't I mishear your request, Mr. Bangka. It's chic!"


Speak Albert and spit in any direction. It was not feasible for him to pay respect to the old man whose brain contents were already unable to think with his common sense.


"So your mouth! Albert. You're just like your mother, stubborn and hard to manage."


Instead of smiling, he laughed at his father's words.


"Hardheaded. Precisely, my stubbornness is descending from your rotten brain, Mr. Bangka."


BRACKET!


Mr. Adhiwan kicked the table very strongly.


"You don't have to cover up secrets about your wife. Papa asks you to keep Anaya, or Papa will need her."


It is true that the presumption is guessed, that the status of Anaya already known by his father. Albert who heard it, smiled cynically.


"So right, this is the goal." His words were full of rage.