Liberoses

#11: The news of Jeffery's death

That morning, I woke up when Davila subconsciously hugged me tightly. The man growled softly as he pulled my head to sink into his chest.

“Davila..,” I glanced over while pinching her cheeks slowly. The guy just replied ‘hm’ slowly but stayed asleep.

“Davila, I'm hungry.” I let go of her hug while playing the guy's cheek. He growled and then turned his body. Riding me.

“Ck,” I clucked irritably as I got up from the mattress and grabbed the blanket Davila was still using.

I grabbed my phone while sitting on the long sofa in Davila's room.

However, if I can admit Davila's room is very comfortable and spacious. The decoration is not tacky even impressed simple but luxurious.

You rich man.

I opened my phone's Lockscreen, while opening one of the chat apps that was somehow very crowded that morning.

Though the contact he had on his phone was only a little.

Whatisthis? The Franks company group? I'm already out..

I muttered as I opened the chat group. There are about 200 new messages.

Unknown number (1): send photo

I was surprised to see that photo. My hands are trembling with fear.

That's Jeffery's picture! He got into the local news with the text ‘A company employee of The Franks appeared lying lifeless in his Apartment at 12:30, after committing suicide.’

I closed my mouth in shock. Suddenly arrived a shadow Davila who seemed to whisper in Jeffery's ear twisted.

“You should feel the consequences of your actions in 3 days.”

Davila said that. I-i heard.

“But I don't know if you can still survive after that or not.”

I sat quietly on the sofa.

Davila never played with her words.

I continued reading that chat. Shindy.

Unknown number (2): jeez! How could he commit suicide?

Unknown number (3): Though he is a very cheerful person. I don't think he would do that:(.

Unknown number (4): Wait, am I the only one who thinks that—

Unknown number (5): What?

Unknown number (4): is this related to her husband Kaylina?

Unknown number (1): Jesus! That could be, right???

Unknown number (3) :Oh my god...

Unknown number (3): But I'm curious. How did Jeff commit suicide? What did Kay's husband do?

Unknown number (6): Have you not read the news yet ??

Unknown number (6): Send 10 photos

Scandal, disgrace, and criminal acts committed by Jeffery are listed there. Lots of comments from readers. They insult Jeffery, and judge him.

But, take a look.

Who wouldn't be upset by Jeffery's actions?

Sexual abuse of minors, pedophiles, murder of civilians, Corruption of donation funds, and more.

Jeffery was really good at covering up all his foul attitude all along.

But wait, is Davila in on this?

“What do you do?” Davila suddenly stood in front of me and took my phone.

“That's watch—”

“Why are you still in this group of companies? Have you not resigned?” Davila read the chat balloon from above.

“Justify? He will not last more than 3 days.” Davila said lightly while returning my phone. Davila smiled smirk.

“What—so you killed ******* that?” I asked, the guy looked me in the eye.

“What? No. gabe. He killed himself.” Davila replied, she slipped my hair behind my ear. I'm pensive.

Whatdoes thatmean? 3 days?

“Then, what did you do in those 3 days?”

“I didn't do anything.” Reply Davila indifferently, come sit on the sofa.

“Lalu—”

“I only disclose all criminal acts ******* that. It should have been at exactly 11:30 today, he was arrested, and went through legal proceedings. But it looks like he still wants to keep his good name.” Davila said slowly, he looked ahead and then looked into my eyes.

“In case he goes through legal proceedings. The punishment will remain the same. Shoot dead.” Further. I tried to keep my mouth shut but the guy interrupted immediately.

“Let's. He deserved to die. He killed himself.” Davila vile. He pulled my hand and took me away.

“Come, I'm hungry.”

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Davila finished her breakfast. I spontaneously stood up from the dining table chair and followed Davila, and did not forget to say goodbye to Alyn and Bunda—Ya, Davila's mother who asked him to call her Mother.

“Davila,” I'm trying to pull his hand. The man looked up but continued his steps.

“What?”

“What are the crimes he committed? Why do you know?” I chattered, not realizing that the guy was sitting in his place and facing me.

“Dav—Auch!” I rubbed my forehead that hit Davila's chest field.

“Sexual Abuse, pedophiles, corruption, and human trafficking.” Reply Davila smoothly as if she has memorized inches of trouble.

“Wah—” I murmured hang. Davila drew her face closer.

“Why did you uncover everything? Is it just because he holds my hand?”

“Yes. I don't like having someone else touch me. Don't try to escape me.”