Last Night With Your Papa

The real mastermind

Back to the past

prison xxxxxxx

downtown

In a narrow and dark room with a long iron row looming in every corner of the place looked a man sitting while staring intently in front.

It was the second day Gibran was huddled inside the dark and stuffy prison room, after he attempted the murder of Conte.

the man did enter at a critical time, but did not die to this day.

Gibran clearly straightened his jaw when he found out the truth about it.

He recalled how last night he shot the man in several places on his body, when Conte tried to rape his beloved sister.

it was as if he had lost control of himself, Gibran immediately shot Conte's men who tried to hold his body and Gibran shot Conte with a gun on his back without warning and thought he was three times.

to hell with his sin or punishment he might receive after he committed the great crime of killing Conte, his hope that night was that the man was wiped out and perished as soon as possible.

but it's strange why bad people always die in such a difficult way, even shot after shot that shot into the body of the man does not go to make the man die on the spot.

Conte can still move while staring at himself while laughing chuckling, even Conte still had time to order his men to catch himself.

"Catch that bastard's man"

the man's news while showing orange to the two men who were at the end of the door.

he waited for two of his men to arrest Gibran, but who would have thought his orders were not at all harried by the two men.

Conte is clearly frowning.

"Are you deaf?"

He spoke with a gasp of breath as he tried to hold onto his chest that was spitting out so much blood.

Gibran managed to shoot the lower part of his chest as well in addition to shooting his legs, hands and thighs.

He also did not believe the man had the guts to destroy himself, shoot him without common sense and shower him with uninterrupted bullets.

Once he didn't get a response from his people, Conte was clearly shocked to death.

"You guys?"

as he looked at the two, as if realizing something, the man suddenly tried to laugh out loud, he realized he seemed to have been betrayed by his subordinates.

"Cihhhh cursed are you who dare to betray me"

Said Conte while incubating full of anger.

Gibran this time laughed, then looked at the man for some time then once again he pointed his gun at the man.

"You dare to do that? I'm really gonna destroy Linda and her life"

Threaten Conte later.

Hearing the man's words clearly made Gibran dark eyes, immediately within seconds the man shot the man again without warning.

Doorrrrr.

the sound of weapons breaks the silence, and imagine how this time the man falls helpless.

For a moment Gibran's eyeballs stared at Conte's figure for some time, then his eyeballs moved to his younger brother and his mother.

Two of Conte's men were silent, they had not moved at all since, staring at the bloodied conte and looking at Gibran with his right hand still holding the weapon

not long after, two men burst in with their bodies trembling inward, the two stared at Gibran in a state of panic and trembling.

"Take my mother and Eliza out of here as fast as she can, stack the alibi as I said before"

"But young master...?!"

One man spoke while trying to get close to Gibran and touch the man.

"Don't say anything, shut up and go as soon as you can"

Gibran quickly brushed off his hand, speaking in a commanding tone.

"Go, I'll erase everyone's evidence and fingerprints"

After saying so Gibran immediately turned his body.

Eliza cried sobbing with a pretty terrible body condition, she tried to get close to her sister and tried to hug the man.

But Gibran immediately dodged and said.

"Marry Andrew, put Conte's name behind yours, live well and forget all the things Conte has to do today"

Hearing her sister's words, Eliza was seen holding back her sobbing, she cried in silence while shaking her head.

"There's still one more person playing behind the scenes, isn't there? I'll finish everything after I get out of jail"

Although Eliza said no, no, but the two men continue to take Eliza by force to get out of there where behind the mansion a man and a woman have been waiting for them in a domineering car in black, then after that two men brought her back away and took her mother.

Gibran stared intently at Conte's body, which started to move.

He momentarily frowned while tightening his jaw.

One more person playing behind the scenes.

Who?!.

Her father's siblings.

That guy.

geram Gibran softly As he clasped his hand tightly.

for a moment Gibran jolted from his memory, The man raised his head when he could hear the footsteps of some people walking closer to him.

the man waited for who was stepping from the other end towards the iron bars where he was sitting at the moment, in accordance with his guess, a man wearing a neat suit who walked accompanied by two guards on his left and right sides was seen staring at him while stopping his steps right in front where he was languishing inside the iron bars.

"Hello Gibran"

greet the man with a sly smile.

instead of being surprised, Gibran immediately rounded his eyeballs, the man stood up from his seat then immediately walked up to the male figure.

"I should have realized from the beginning who was actually playing behind the scenes"

Gibran said as he stared intently at the man, a flash of angry fire light surging behind his eyeballs.

"But unfortunately you're late to realize"

Said the man while the angel had the tip of his lips.

"Enjoy your time in prison, son. Believe me, I will take care of all the company as well as possible"

after saying so the man chuckled in such a terrible voice, just like the devil who had won the race to destroy his greatest enemy.

He actually got everything he wanted and destroyed his elder brother's family mercilessly.

Gibran looked at the man in front of him while tightening his jaw.

You'll be destroyed in time.

Gibran said then in his heart.