Marrying a Mysterious Man

The Feeling Jackson

"How's Jackson? Did you get any info on them?" ask Asten.

The two of them were sitting next to the garden. Enjoy a cup of warm tea in the cold middle air like now.

"No, Ma. Later after this I will contact the boy again" he replied.

"Hm, I trust you all. Make sure, do not let our plan this time fail. If until your stepbrother succeeds in realizing your father's wishes, then there is no other hope for you Jackson!" sten meant it.

"Yes, Mom. This time I won't let him take this chance either. At least, in this one year do not let his wife was pregnant," he said looking straight ahead, while imagining various possibilities, if Akash managed to reap his father's wealth.

"It's good that you think that way, I've calmed down a little, because now your real ambition has begun."

"Yes, Mommy. You take it easy, I won't let Akash rule easily either."

"Then have you told the boy to do his first job?" ask Asten.

"Today, I told him to follow Akash and his wife on vacation to the CN Tower."

"Then?"

Jackson was silent for a moment. "I haven't told him to do anything else, and then if he's called, I'll tell you about the next mission."

"So, until now the boy hasn't called?"

"Not yet" he replied as he felt his pocket, only Jackson felt something strange.

"Well, cellphone?" his murmur immediately stood up from his seat, looking at his seat looking around for his handphone.

"Why?" asked Asten to stand up from his seat.

"Mom, the phone doesn't exist" he said with a face full of shock.

"none? Where was the last time you used it?" ask Asten not to relax.

"Hc ...." Jackson remembered that he had entered the bathroom in his room and brought his phone there.

"Shortly, Mom. I'll find a cell phone in the room" he said, rushing up the stairs to his room.

And it turns out that sure enough, his phone was left on the side of the bathtup, he forgot to take his phone after he soaked while watching his favorite movie.

And when he activated his phone, it turned out that there were two missed calls from Boy.

And in a hurry, Jackson called him back.

"I'm already in the CN Tower area, Mr. But, there's something serious, sir," Boy's voice behind the phone.

"Wheat? What loincloth?" jackson asked with an already uneasy feeling.

"The people I follow, they're not Shira or her husband. That's a different person, sir."

"How can! You're this, it's not so fucking bad!" amuk Jackson on his phone.

"But, Mister. I've followed all the instructions from Sir. The car I was following as well, the license plate number was the same as the one you sent me."

"Then, why did it come to that?"

"No idea, Sir. I also don't understand why I can go wrong with following people. Though the car number, clothes and posture of the person I follow are all the same as the message from, Sir."

Jackson was glued to his spot, his eyes looking so sharp with Mimika a slightly handing face. The man clenched one of his hands tightly, with protruding veins on his forehead and hands.

"Damn it! Well already, then, you should look for the whereabouts of Akash and Shira there, make sure you have to get a trace of them, otherwise ... Your sister's the bet, "said Jackson seriously, then immediately turned off his phone.

Boy who still exists in the snowy country, he looks distraught. He no longer knew what to do so he could find Shira. If not, now it is not only a matter of money that haunts him, but the problem of the threat of his boss that leads to his beloved sister.

"Anyway, I have to find and find their whereabouts, I must not give up so easily, I must try more" he murmured solemnly.

While Jackson, now the man is being overwhelmed by anger that makes him a little frustrated.

He stepped out of the bathroom, with Mimik his unsettled face.

"Basic, workers are not becus! It could be that he just lost track of Akash and Shira! Argh!" he ruffled his hair violently, then threw the phone he held onto the bed. Making the flat object float and stick in the middle of the bed.

Suddenly, a feeling reminded him of something.

"Can they be....?"

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Seriate...

Hayo can nebak feeling the same Jackson what?