HAREM THE RULER

TRUTH 1

Lazarus did not wait long, that night all the latest reports about Irene were in his presence. A DNA test report that states that Irene is not Sean's biological mother. Also reports stating if Sean is his son with Angela.

"Is Irene still in the basement?" Lazarus was furious with Irene's lies.

"Yes, sir, forgive me for being less thorough when checking his background. It shouldn't have been that time I had someone else check it out, the person who falsified the report about Mrs Irene had also been arrested." Albert felt guilty.

"That's it, it's not your fault. At that time I was depressed thinking about Angela and my son, I was careless. You even when it helped me take care of the company when I was down, you were definitely very busy at the time." Lazarus does not want to blame anyone for that, he himself is less careful because he is down.

"I'm going to see Irene" Lazarus said, picking up a horse whip hanging from the wall.

Lazarus walked over with a very sinister face, making all the guards dare not look at him. Lazarus opened the basement door, down a hallway about 1 meter wide. Throughout the passage Lazarus passed through cells like a prison, iron bars as if subject to him.

After passing through six cells, Lazarus finally stopped in a cell measuring 3×4 square meters.

Albert opened the cell lock, opened the door wide.

Lazarus stepped in, tightening his grip on the whip in his hand. It was very urgent to torture the woman who was sitting tied to a wooden chair in front of him.

"Hmm.. um... " Irene rebelled, her body trying to break away from her bond in the chair. He could not scream because his mouth was on a cloth.

"Unlock the ties of his mouth!"

Albert opened it.

"Arggghht! Lazarus is your asshole! Unhand me! I'm the mother of your son, is this how you treat me!" Irene Screams.

Lazarus approached, clutching Irene's chin firmly making Irene grimace in pain.

"You dare to lie! Say it! Did Vincent tell you to make Angela's son your son?!" Lazarus's snap tightened the grip on Irene's chin.

"No! Sean is my son! What are you talking about? I don't know Vincent!" Irene denied.

"You still want to lie, alright don't blame me for torturing you j4lang woman!"

Lazarus hit the wall with his spit, instantly the sound of a whip made Irene shudder. Just as he was about to open his mouth, a single lash had already floated into his arm.

"Ahhhh, sick Lazarus! Nay! Release me. ak-ahh. "just as Irene asked for mercy, a second whip darted to her back.

Irene's bound body trembled in pain, she cried out for mercy. "Well Lazarus, I-u will ju-jur. Don't hurt me again. I beg you." His voice will be in pain.

Lazarus stopped the acceleration, he sat in front of Irene. "Say! I'll listen!"

Irene later recounted that she was Vincent's lover. He was promised to be married while doing his orders to approach Lazarus to steal information that can be obtained up close. Several times he went into Lazarus' office and opened important documents and copied them. Cctv he faked with the help of some Vincent who were in the residence. The doorman sometimes let him in when he lied if Lazarus told him to take the documents.

"Then Sean? How's him?"

"Didn't the answer already exist? Sean has the same blood as you, that's the way I can go inside and be next to you" Irene said.

"Say everything! Irene, you've drawn the limit of my patience as you climbed up my bed and tried to seduce me back then! Now I'm really going to torture you! I'll slowly enjoy it, if you still cover everything!"

Irene's tears littered her face, crying with regret. "I'm also ordered to make you hate your own flesh and blood, so that you'll regret knowing she's your son with Angela. The woman you love so much. It was Lazarus, "He finally answered, but he still covered up his crimes that often tormented Sean. If he were honest now, his life would definitely not be helped.

Lazarus got up from his seat, looking at Albert. "Take him, treat. But don't let go! I might still need it!" Lazarus said, then walked out of the cell.

*

Lazarus entered his residence in the Harem, when he was about to enter his room, he remembered his treatment of his Son for five years. He turned towards his son's room.

Lazarus opened the door, seeing that his son was asleep. He slowly opened the door, walked in and approached the bed. Gently looking at his son, the fruit of his love with Angela who he had been looking for, turned out to be very close to him.

Lazarus rubbed the mara water in the corner of his eyes, he was really a b4jangan. He should have treated Sean well from the beginning, even though he did not know Sean was his son with Angela.

"My son, forgive Daddy. Are you hurt, son? I once promised that if one day I had a child, I would not want my child to be the same fate as me. But look now, I never even cared about you. Forgive Daddy... " Lazarus pulled his tiny hand out of the blanket, put it in the blanket. Smacked his son's forehead, then walked out of his room.

*

That night the harem was very crowded, all the upper classes one by one got off their luxury cars. Some brought their spouses, some parents brought their sons to be introduced. Parties become a place to expand business or just expand personal connections.

Samuel came down gallantly from the car, walking inside with Ella in his arms.

"Darling, my performance tonight satisfies you no?" Ella asked in a whisper. She wore an elegant long black dress, with open shoulders.

"Of course not! Your performance satisfies me the most when you wear nothing on your beautiful body" Samuel teased, but his words produced a pinch on his arm.

"When does the screw in your brain shift again? Even though tonight I have set it right in place so it is not empty" whispered Ella greget.

Samuel even displayed his neat teeth, grinning himself making Ella unable to hold her laugh.

They continued to go inside, as long as they walked the atmosphere was very thick of luxury and glamor.

As Samuel and Ella went around, some acquaintances of Samuel greeted her. He replied "Of course I'm good, we'll talk about business next time Mr. ferguso. Then I'll say hello to the others. Excuse me," he said a little pleasantry with his acquaintances.

"Wow.. wow. dirty blooded children dare to come to this event. Hmh! Bring a lowly woman anyway!" A man about 26 years old who was none other than Samuel's brother was a different mother named Lucas.

Samuel was used to it, he just smiled. "You know Lucas? I do bleed dirty like you're not the official son of our father. But. My life is not dirty like you whose job in the Company is only a guise to cover your work in the black world. Even your lowly brother isn't my lover, do I need to say your real job to everyone here?" Whisper Samuel.

Lucas was furious but felt unable to reply to Samuel's words he chose to go away.

Ella was so proud, the Samuel she used to know would not even dare to look at her half-brother like now but behold, now Samuel boldly challenged her. "You're the best, baby. I love you more. I'm gonna go home in a cat costume, how? You likey?" Goda Ella's.

Samuel immediately tightened his embrace on Ella's waist. "You're getting naughty, but I like baby."

"Let go of your arms, now we have to focus on our mission with Angela." Ella said

Samuel let go of his embrace, his gaze going around looking for a face that Lazarus had sent to him in a photograph.

"Baby, there it is. Let's act!" Samuel pulled Ella's hand, approaching Angela who was holding a child.

"Hallo Sean, remember Uncle?" Say hello to Sean.

Angela was surprised, her hand on Sean slipped. He did not expect at this special feast of the upper class to meet Samuel and Ella.

Ella observed the look on Angela's different face, there was sadness and shock in the look in her eyes. I wanted to hug her right away, saying she wasn't herself and Samuel was with her.

Ella crouches looking straight at Sean, Lazarus calls them last night saying he has found his two children with Angela. Sean is their son.

"Young Master, would you like to go around with me? There's a nice cake, doesn't Young Master like it?"

"Mau Aunt. Aunt Kristine, Sean knows this Uncle and Aunt. Uncle once bought Sean a toy. Is it Uncle?" Said Sean.

"Yes," Samuel replied but his eyes looked at Angela.

Angela was nervous at the sight of Samuel, could she possibly be recognized?

"Are you sick Miss? Looks a little pale? Are you Sean's nanny?" Ask Samuel.

"Yes, yes, the nanny. I'm fine, thanks." Angela answered nervously.

"I'm going to take Young Master Sean around, already asking Mr. Lazarus for permission as well. You can be free some time, I'll take care of him. Then excuse me first." Ella said to Angela while holding Sean's hand and leaving from there.

Angela is getting nervous about being left alone with Samuel. "Then excuse me, too, "trying to escape from Samuel.

But alas, his arm was grabbed by Samuel, he was pulled away from there.

Samuel pulled Angela's hand without drawing people's attention. He walked leisurely past the guests, until he finally arrived at a place far from the guests. Placing their bodies into a corner, where no one could see them.