Guarantee 1 Billion

8. Ansel's Plan

They had already arrived at their respective mansions. Myria woke up mid-travel. Now that she had gotten used to different situations while sleeping and waking up, the woman was not too shocked.

“where's my outfit?” Myria did not find the suitcase she had brought yesterday. Here his clothes are limited and have been reduced a lot for him to take to the Maldave.

“you don't need a lot of dresses” said Gael and he again attacked Myria's body which was still innocent behind his jacket.

“what was last night not enough!?” Myria tried to stop Gael

“enough if you don't faint” that's his last sentence, before they go back to repeating hot activity. Gael seemed deaf to Myria's words of rejection, freely treating the woman.

Meanwhile, Ansel has just received a call from Ivar, if someone claiming to be Myria's father last night comes to his bar. He was looking for his son and was ready to make up for it at a higher price.

“you're sure he has money?” ansel asked with a suspicious face.

“ I do not know sir, but from the look of his face he was very convincing” replied Ivar, just contact this as if giving Ansel a reason to remove Myria from Gael's life, because he had a hunch that Gael really wanted to have that cheap woman. And it can't be allowed.

“you made an appointment with me tonight” Ansel was satisfied with the news he had just heard.

“baik tuan” Ivar replied there. He had no intention of saying this to Mr. Ansel. But because Myria's father came with another important and lucrative reward Ivar was willing to tell Ansel about this.

“finally you can go” hiss Ansel, with the departure of Myria from Gael, he can freely take revenge on the woman.

At night, Ansel, without telling Gael, went straight to Ivar's bar. From the beginning it was he who bought the cheap woman so automatically he was the one who had the right to decide.

“tuan Ansel you have come, let me inter” Ivar has been preparing since. He had an important guest today, so did not dare to leave the Bar.

“dia's here?” Ansel. Because he won't wait.

“of course, they've been waiting for you from earlier” Ivar's answer made Ansel satisfied. It seems there is not only Myria's father. And according to Ansel they were pretty ethical to him.

Ansel's steps drew closer, as soon as the door opened everyone stood up to greet him, except for one person. And Ansel recognized who it was. He's Melviano, someone from the group next door. Ansel did not expect that Myria's father had any connections so far.

“good night, Mr. Ansel” said the middle-aged man, and Ansel guessed that it was Myria's father.

“there is no need for pleasantries, so what price are you prepared to redeem that cheap woman” Ansel does not need to keep his words, they are no match.

“hahaha, don't be a holy grail, you made it like this” Ansel took his wine glass.

Witton is placated by Melviano, the man tells her to hold back her emotions.

“what do you want?” melviano's turn to take over.

“I don't think if your group also takes care of charity problems like this, so kindly” instead of answering Ansel continues to make the hearts of his guests seem to make fun of their intentions.

“so how?” Melviano's getting a little hooked.

“hahahaha, 10 billion” replied Ansel origin. He wanted to make good use of the situation.

“baik” says Melviano fast.

“what are you her lover?” Ansel wondered why he wanted to spend that much money just for the sake of that cheap woman. Even the langsug quickly approved of the mad charmer from him.

“not your business” Melviano answered ketus. Ansel was more and more pleased with the response the man gave. It all doesn't matter that the important woman can walk away from Gael's life.

“where's Myria?” ask Witton.

“it seems to be serving my men, hahaha” Ansel is still not enough to tempt both guests. Both Witton and Melviano are holding back his anger, their deal is not done yet so have to keep the attitude. Don't let them get hooked and make this deal void.

“when is the exchange day?” Melviano doesn't want to beat around the bush anymore while his patience isn't over.

“ 3 more days” Ansel needs to divert Gael so he can calmly carry Myria.

“why so long?” Witton protested, she did not want her son to stay with this mentally ill man any longer.

“3 days or not at all” Ansel sipping Wine. He was so calm that he did not feel intimidated by Witton's ferocious gaze.

“good 3 more days here” said Melviano ensured.

“Deal” replied Ansel with still busy eating dishes menu. The man was like talking casually, even though what they discussed was the life of someone.