LAST LADY

Chapter 110 The Evil Conspiracy

Like being chased by a black sporty car monster that drove very fast on the highway.

"If not the same plane at least with the next plane we can fly after Cytra to Bali," Radita said.

The driver and his side of the bodyguard just say the words of their boss sitting in the middle seat. Radita plans to take the bodyguard who has been very trusted to Bali to beat Ibra.

"You don't have to kill, just make a playboy fuck, just make it" Radita said.

"Ready, boss," replied Tomy the bodyguard.

"The shameless man. It's been cut off still chasing Cytra," Radita nagged herself.

"The photo will be sent to my phone, boss. I guess what the hell it is. It's been itching my hand to scratch his neck" said Tomy, moving his fingers to a crackling sound.

Radita's anger has indeed reached the crown. Always his negligence was used by the land crocodile with cunning. It is impossible due to the coincidence factor Ibra could meet with Cytra. He did it deliberately and planned.

Yeah, it can't be a coincidence until it happens twice. First in the cafeteria next to Putra and Sanjaya schools. Second, now at the airport. There must be an element of intentional Ibra to pursue and seduce Cytra.

"Basic land crocodiles!" the murmur of Radita is heard by Tomi.

"What boss?" ask Tomi.

"That guy. I call it like a land crocodile."

"She definitely won't stop chasing after Miss Cytra before she gets it, boss."

"Therefore we must quickly reach Bali."

The driver was then asked to increase his speed. That high-tech car is like flying on asphalt.

What happens at the airport. The flight to Bali is over. It will open again tomorrow morning.

"Can't it be, boss?" ask Tomy.

"Maybe the weather is not favorable for flight" Radita replied.

"Are we waiting here maybe later tonight there is a flight to Bali," said Tomy.

"How, huh?" Radita seemed confused to make a decision.

"Yes, let's get a car, boss. Early in the day we can arrive in Bali," said Mr. Ob Radita's personal driver.

"Whatever Mr. Ob can't do?"

"Nteng, Boss. With a car like this might be able to get to Bali faster," Pak Ob gave confidence.

"OKs. We're leaving now. Don't wait long. I'm afraid there's nothing with Cytra."

With very deft cars out of the crowd of people and vehicles in front of the airport. Then immediately tancap gas take the path that leads to the toll road.

In the car that drove like flying on the asphalt, Radita imagined Ibra who was one plane with Cytra heading to Bali.

"Damn it! Watch out if you dare mess with my future wife!" lamented Radita.

Meanwhile, in another place a few minutes ago, Cytra just saw the figure of Ibra when he climbed on the plane. The bag he carried deftly was instantly used to cover his face. To be invisible to the playboy. Ibra has seen him since he was in the waiting room.

"Cytras!" the voice of the call was heard by Cytra as he searched for his seat inside the plane. But Cytra did not look at all. He knew where the voice was from.

Until the plane landed at Ngurah Rai Airport, Cytra still hid his face so as not to be seen Ibra. Even half-run Cytra out of the airport and was picked up by Mellany and two male office staff.

In the car Cytra did not think about the jerk because he was immediately involved in serious talks with Mellany and two men of office staff.

Knowing that Cytra had been picked up by several people, Ibra did not dare to approach. From a distance he just observed the steps of the beautiful and graceful woman.

Then he picked up the hape and called Frans Seda. The man who was disappointed because his position as President Director of PT ANN has been displaced by Cytra.

["Yes, I already know. Because tonight there will be a meeting of the commissioners and stakeholders at the hotel "S"] Frans said in his video call Ibra.

Ibra actually did not agree with Frans' plan. His heart was not unanimously implicated in that evil conspiracy. But what can make him have agreed on cooperation with Frans. Where if successful he will get a very large wage.

Another reason, now it is not possible to repeat back as it used to be with Cytra. That woman hurt a lot. And now his heart has been tethered to Radita. Owner of large company Prama Group. Very comparable to the current position of Cytra.

Ibra continued to dwell with her own thoughts in the taxi that took her to a place. He took his heart to harm Cytra in that place.

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The meeting of the commissioners and stakeholders at a hotel that night was completed with results that satisfied all parties. Cytra received praise from the audience, and was congratulated as the new owner of the company "H" in Australia.

Frans who was removed from the Director of PT ANN also congratulated him.

"You're great, Cytra. I'm happy to be removed as President Director because it turns out my replacement is more clever and great," Frans pretended to praise him sincerely.

"Thank you for the compliment" Cytra answered briefly then left Frans walking to the table where she led the meeting to pick up bags and other items such as laptops and paper meeting materials.

"Let me bring you, Madam," said Many who continued to accompany him.

"Laptops and these papers are all that you carry, the bags let me carry them myself" Cytra told his assistant.

The goods soon moved into Mellani's hands, and she left Cytra and Frans.

"Mellany's a good assistant. Mr. Morgant used to admire his performance, too," Frans said.

"Yes, right. Because it's done all my business please say goodbye to go home," said Cytra later.

"Step, Cy. I have a big investor friend who has trillions of capital. He wants to join us" Frans said.

"Why didn't you come here?"

"The guy just came from Japan. He wants an infestation of up to ten T's if we want to work with him on technology."

"Quite interesting that, according to our program."

"How about we talk to him for a minute."

"Where is he now?"

"In the 'Bunga Pavilion' is still in this hotel complex."

"OKs. But my time is not much. Let's talk for a minute, yeah."

They then headed to the "Flower Pavilion" on foot. It is far away from the meeting place. Must first go down to the ground floor and walk again about 100 meters just to the intended place.

"The "flower Pavilion" from the outside looked desolate. But the lights inside lit up brightly sign the occupants are still awake, not yet asleep.

When the door opened after being knocked, a young woman who invited Frans and Cytra came in and sat on the living room couch.

The woman then served a drink while saying her husband was in the room coming out soon.

"Let's Cy be drunk to appreciate the host" Frans said.

Cytra without prejudice to drink drinks that taste sweet to the end. Then the little glass was placed on the table.

Seeing Cytra look thirsty Frans poured the drink again into the same glass.

Until that stage, Cytra did not suspect that she was being framed by Frans who had long wanted the body of a beautiful and graceful woman.

One small glass is enough to make Cytra's head spin. Moreover, plus one more glass that finished drunk by Cytra.

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