
“Do not move! Or your master will see your master die!”
“Put your weapons. Drop guns! Madam is in danger.”
Agnes' personal assistant shouted at the bodyguards and PASGA troops to lower her weapon.
The PASGA guards and troops put all the pistols he had brought to the floor.
“Everything, out. Prepare the car for me outside.”
John commands the guards who are there.
“Just obey his orders,” said Agnes who had resigned and was afraid that John would actually shoot him.
The bodyguards went downstairs and prepared a car for John.
“You came back to kill me? But did you know? You won't get out of here alive if you kill me.”
Agnes was getting scared and hoping that John wouldn't shoot her.
“Not to worry about me. Just worry if the bullet in this gun goes through your head.”
John continued to clench Agnes' neck and slowly walked out of the house.
“The only way you can survive, is if you stop this and ask me to forgive you.”
“You can still babble when my finger has already pulled half the trigger. Besides, this little gun can blow your head off and destroy your brain.”
John continued walking and approached the flower pot that was in the room.
John's left hand picked up his phone hidden in the pot, then opened the phone while pointing the gun with his right hand.
“What are you doing?” asked Agnes who was already sweating from fear.
“I just sent you an email.”
John dropped his gun.
“Surel it contains a video that records everything you say and everything that happens here.”
John walked towards the shredder that was there.
Agnes and her assistant are increasingly shocked and frightened by what John says.
“Do not get discouraged. I've set this phone on my account to be sent in 24 hours. So, never bother me and the people around me.”
John again walked up to Agnes and looked into her eyes with a sharp look.
“There will be no one else who can delay sending emails on my account if I die.”
“So, you must pray and do anything so that I can survive.”
John returned to the shredder in the room, then threw his phone into the machine.
“No!”
“No!”
Agnes and her assistant scream as the machine destroys John's phone.
Agnes began to cry and shed her tears, because she felt very depressed by the ingenious actions done by John.
“And you. get out and take care of the situation out there.”
John walked over to Agnes' personal assistant who was still there.
“If one of your men does something stupid, like trying to kill me, you'll be in big trouble.”
Agnes' assistant had no choice but to obey John's orders.
After taking care of the situation outside the house, John walked out of the house with Agnes' hand, as if nothing had happened.
“Jeez, Mistress! Good night!”
One of the policemen who was still in front of Agnes' house greeted her.
By force, Agnes had to smile and say hello back to the police.
“Halo, Sir. Good evening. Thank you for your hard work.”
“Gosh. It's nothing, Madam. I'm still wondering why the bike could be this quiet block!”