Genius Child: Hunting Conglomerate Fathers

Disputes

Brak!

The young man stared intently at the man before him. A man who can only sit in his wheelchair. His leg and one of his hands were shot.

"Cop number of his car?" Fabian clenched his forehead, sitting in his study chair.

"Sa. But it's like a lure. He wants to finish you off if he meets her." The man's answer stammered.

"Give me the police number of his car. I'll hire another detective..." A smile on Fabian's face. The young man who began to rise, after throwing a thick brown envelope, containing cash.

"But that guy is dangerous. He deliberately, better you--" The detective's sentence is interrupted.

"Let it be, your job is to give information." That was the only answer from Fabian, gazing towards the large window in his study. Thinking about the next step, this became even more difficult. Someone who acts even more boldly.

*

The address that he eventually found out from some of his informants and hired detectives. A quiet villa located outside the city.

His car started to split the city road. Coming alone was his choice, at least the person who was with Secilia and Zeyan would not hurt them.

Carry a parcel and some paper bag, perhaps to show its sincerity. Even if it's just a pretense. His face was smiling, someone who was preventing him from meeting his wife and son? No one can oppose Fabian.

However, his car stopped for a moment in front of a small shop. To ask for an address while buying drinks.

Like they were meeting again. A familiar duck motorbike, glasses, and a white suit. Buying gasoline at the same store. The duck and luxury car are back together.

"Would you like to come here? Followed me?" Furious Fabian, guessing this man Anjani's errand.

"I? Followed you? There's more important to me than following you. There are people I love living in this place." Derrick tried to smile, handing money to pay his gas to the shopkeeper.

"A crazy person like you likes it? Even cussing at the person he's met for the first time?" Fabian's laughter sounded.

"The man your wife left behind doesn't deserve to talk like that. I'm sure maybe your wife is making a sister for your son with another man." This time it was Derrick who was smiling, for the first time fighting fiercely with someone. The unusual aura of hatred from a kind-hearted young man and a cruel man dominated.

This is common! A predictable plot! This is definitely a relationship of hate being love.

Two people who stared at the full of arrogance. The young man who drove his motorcycle after filling up the gas. He meets the devil-like cynical man again.

Fabian was still staring from afar. Is it because you are fascinated or miss him? Of course not, he hated that guy. For the first time hating someone for no reason. Unfortunately, he could not retaliate or destroy it. Really staring hard."I wish he was Anjani's spy." His mutter wanted to have a reason to beat up that brash young man.

A few dozen minutes had passed from the moment he met the finished demon. Sorry wrong, sweet Derrick. Calming his mind, it was most likely that in the place he was currently aiming for there was the existence of Zeyan and Secilia.

Not the man the detective was worried about was on his mind. But what would he say if he met his wife and son again. Sorry, wrong wife and beloved child.

"I was wrong. I love you guys. No! No!" He felt it was too blunt.

"Zeyan you still love me, don't you?" Again he practiced, a moment later scratching the back of his own head. Maybe the Secilia will feel themselves taking advantage of Zeyan.

In the end, he ventured back into his car. The path that the shopkeeper has said, according to the address, souvenirs, a bouquet of roses has also been, nothing less at all.

The blonde man drove his car. Sighs time and time again, staring at the streets around him. Peaceful forest, quiet place, this is getting closer to its destination.

Who brought Sesilia and Zeyan? Something is uncertain. However, it may be someone who has an amount of money and power equivalent to or exceeding himself.

He smiled, loving the Secilia from the beginning. Not love his body, but his heart. Someone who smiles at him when he is desperate, when he is down. The feeling that saved his life, snatched it up in any way? Of course it would be Fabian. For three years he had known only Cecilia as Veron. Come as a buyer, just to be able to talk to him. A person who does not dare to be approached by it, like a fragile ice will warm the human body.

Nah! Cecilia and Zeyan are part of his life. Therefore, when the gate of the villa was seen. The car was pulled away for a moment, to fill the ammunition on the weapon. His face was smiling, as if this would be a tauran.

A security man opened the gate, as if someone was waiting for him to come.

"Dare to hide Cecilia and Zeyan." he muttered, with a vile smile grinning.

There is no safety or strict guard. But when his eyes looked there were several CCTVs in this place. A really weird place.

Bugs!

When he closed the car door, the truly magical thing was seen. That fucking duck bike, complete with his helmet. Why is that crazy person's goal in this place?

However, his attention was split when a well-dressed person came out. Wearing a suit, from an estimated age of about 40, wears white gloves, complete with chain accessories that may be connected to his glasses. Really strange style. A professional butler, maybe.

"The big master is waiting for you" he said as if he had known the identity of Fabian.

Just following this guy's steps. While carrying flowers, as well as some paper bags. The firearm was still hidden by him in the suit he was wearing. Just in case who knows the next SMK boy wants to make trouble with his SMU. Sorry wrong, he meant to be on guard who knows there are dangerous people who must be faced by him.

His eyes were looking, a wide place. It can be said to be a resting place.

Nah!

Nah!

Nah!

Step by step, it finally came to a halt for a moment hearing the laughter of Zeyan and Secilia. His face again smiled brightly, but what happened in the next five steps?

A high-level killing aura, the previously sincere smile became an forced smile.

Apparently true! His instincts were right that he should hate this man. The smiling man looked at Zeyan. Really sincere eyes, his lips smiling like a real father.

A moment's glance at him."You following me?" derrick asked, staring dislikefully.

"No, what's on your lap is my son."