Hean To Hema

92. Fruit of Hard Work.

HAPPY READING'S...

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Hean walks gontai.night has arrived but the plan did not work in the least.like God alone who makes it easier to find the man named Mark.

to the point of despair, that was what Hean was feeling right now.

Damnit damnit! he swore in his heart.

Since noon, Hean only asked a few times to the people he met. showed a picture of Mark and hope there is one person who knows or just saw the man.

but none of them knew Mark.

makes Hean more curious how the figure of Mark actually.

In his footsteps, Hean fell silent and leaned his body right on one of the walls of a building he passed to the Hotel.

close your eyes and think again.

Thinking Hean...

Suddenly it came into his head.

The moment Hean caught Agnes kissing someone in the apartment at the time.

Hean did not see clearly how the man's face was, but his memory was fixed on one of his arms.

Tattoo...

Hean opened his eyes. re-observing the photo he brought since a few days ago.His eyes immediately rounded perfectly. Is correct...

The tattoo on the man's arm is the same as the man in the photo.

"So it was him?" mumbling slowly.

Hean did not know the real face of the man named Mark, but may be recognized from the tattoo on the man's arm later.

Suddenly a sense of confidence reappeared.Make Hean who had been desperate suddenly sure of himself.

Yeah, I'll find him...

Without further ado, Hean stepped back a little faster than before.

Somehow there is a belief in him that Hean will find the man named Mark later.

and before that happens, Hean has to prepare himself. shower, eat and prepare himself to go to the Club for the night again.

Hean's confidence was really full.maybe yesterday he failed to find the man, but not for now.

London's night sky really looks beautiful when the taxi Hean rides splits the night streets.

the night-like atmosphere supported Hean's struggle to find the facts to clear his name from the scorn of his parents and other families.

By finding Mark, bringing the man before the Agnes family is enough for Hean.at least it will make everyone change their mind about him. Daddy's view will also change, returning to trust his son as before.

Hean arrived again at the place he came yesterday. Still the same, the smell of liquor immediately poured out through the cavity of his kiss.the sound of music that was loud stomping also hla commonplace in the place.

Staying the same as yesterday, Hean immediately sat down and ordered a drink and immediately asked about Mark to the tender Bar in front of him.

"Just wait...".

That was the answer Hean got, although it was inconclusive whether Mark came or not, which Hean would definitely wait for the man for a while.

The clock kept turning.minute by minute it had passed. Hean also did not let down his alertness to be swept around. Observing everyone who entered the place one by one.

Until the moment Hean had finished with his drink, the tender just then shouted.

calling a name made Hean curious and distract him looking for something.

She's she?

"Someone wants to see you...".

The man named Mark, a tall man but not as tall as Hean. Not so special just a tattoo on the man's arm that looks striking than others. making Hean instantly able to recognize him with just a single glance.

"Who?".

Just then the tender pointed at Hean, until the two men looked at each other immersed in their thoughts.

Mark, looking confused as well as curious what makes men of Asian blood come and meet him like now.

"There's something I need." Hean said.

For a moment Mark thought.awning what was inside the Asian man's head.watching Hean's appearance that looked neat and dignified.like a man with a lot of money in his pocket.he needed an item?

A smile was engraved on the man's lips as if he understood what made Hean need him.

"We're talking in a more comfortable place." Mark said.

the man is already too confident, maybe a foreign man who meets him will make his wealth coffers increase.

Mark walked with Hean and was followed by some of his men.

a room that is more privacy than before and more comfortable because there is a nice sofa in there to relax while chatting.

"So what do you want?" ask Mark to the point. the monster wants to mince words because everyone who meets him of course needs items from Mark's collection so far.

Hean was confused, ready to open his mouth to ask but Mark again interrupted the conversation.

"Asians like you want to be a little tall and blonde." guess Mark.

"There is... Is there such a thing, or do you want another criterion?".

Oh. I get the point... Hean was immediately stunned to understand where the man was talking.but that was not what Hean meant earlier.but hearing Mark speak at length, Hean was curious how the personality of the man in front of him was. Is there a connection with the actions of Agnes to not want to go back to take the drug and make him into a coma.

"The others?" hean asked pretending to be curious.

Unexpectedly, Mark reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a cell phone, revealing many photos of women in various vulgar poses to Hean.

Ck... he really br*hngsek! hean in the heart.

"Or this one?" point Mark again.of the photos he has, this is the only photo that looks so challenging.

"She's a beautiful-faced artist and very smart in bed.but the price is also a little high.." he continued like a marketing professional who explained the goods.

"No.." Hean refused again.

It seems clear Mark is a little confused, especially already many women that he offers to Hean but none of them are chosen. like Hean just playing around.

"So what do you want?" ask Mark with a slightly taut tone. "Do you need a woman who can give you children?".

mark's job in addition to being a pimple, the man was also involved in buying and selling babies needed by couples who have difficulty giving birth to children.

Damnit damnit! whatdoes thatmean? Hean was increasingly surprised by Mark's words, not expecting the man to think like that.

Selling babies? just thinking about it, Hean never.

"There can be something like that as well." said Mark without a doubt.

"What you need seems to be able to do for me to do. women to one night stand or baby without going through a long process or maybe hire a Surrogate mother.." he continued.

"What's?".

Crazy..so said Hean in the heart.

For the first time Hean found a man like Mark who justified everything just for a wad of money.

Until Hean suddenly remembered the words of Agnes that afternoon.

maybe this is the reason that makes Agnes not want to go back or just see Mark, because the man is not a good man.

"So what do you want?" ask Mark.

"Not everything.that's not what I need.." Hean refused obviously.

without realizing it, the rejection actually makes Mark even more angry.he felt played by Hean.

"WHAT?". Mark got up from his seat, and his men who followed him put a furious face against Hean, such as preparing to wait for the command and hit Hean without hesitation.

Enough. I already know everything. Inner Hean.

"Lo know him?". Hean pulled out his phone and opened the gallery and showed a photo that was still stored in his phone.

who else if not a photo of Agnes, only Agnes is the reason Hean came to London and look for the whereabouts of Mark.

Mark sharpened his eyes, looked at the photo and suddenly his eyes were rounded like conscious and remembered about the face in the photo.

"He...?".

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