Me And The Rich Man's
Chapter 23
A car traveling at speed is splitting the streets in the city of Amasya. It had only been a few minutes that they had left the hotel where Cleo and Lady Flora were staying, but it had been several times that Evan glanced at the circular watch on his wrist.
“Osman ..” call Evan staring at the man sitting in the steering chair. Osman momentarily turned his gaze back through the rearview mirror, then refocused on the road ahead.
“Iya, Mr.”
“Why was Cleo and her mother so mean to Hanna? Aren't they family, Hanna is Cleo's sister, though different mother but they are one father. But why was Cleo so anxious to harm her own sister, wasn't that so strange?”
“Do you not know? Miss Cleo and Miss Hanna have no blood relation, sir. Miss Cleo was the daughter of Mrs Flora with her former husband, before marrying Mr Urhan Mehmed Cabrera.”
Evan listened to Osman's reply, his eyebrows twitching together. He had never known before that Cleo and Hanna had no blood relation. “I really don't know. Cleo used the last name Cabrera. I think he's Hanna's father's son too.”
“Father Miss Hanna used to have a fairly successful ceramic company. Maybe that's why Mrs Flora changed her son's last name, in order to have the same rights as Miss Hanna in the division of inheritance,” Osman said. “According to information from several neighbors, Mrs Flora and her son are very happy to spend money, until the company Mr. Urhan experienced a crisis to bankruptcy.”
“And Hanna?”
“They said, Miss Hanna often gets ill treatment. But Mr. Urhan could do nothing to defend her, as Miss Hanna was the son of his second wife who died giving birth to Miss Hanna. Even Miss Hanna was never given the facilities that Miss Cleo.” got
Glancing back through the rearview mirror, Osman tried to read his master's expression. Despite the makeshift lighting, he can clearly see Evan's hardened jaw.
“So like that they treat Hanna. Goddamn it!”
“Iya, Sir. And it seems like Miss Cleo likes the same guy as Miss Hanna. Isn't this like Cinderella's fairy tale drama?”
Hearing the innuendo, Evan suddenly looked at Osman. “Stop your chatter!”
“Ehm ... Sorry, Mr.”
The silence was created for a few moments. Evan took out a photograph from the inner pocket of the suit. A faint smile was painted on his face. There was happiness that blew his heart.
The girl he spent the night with seven years ago turned out to be Hanna. However, given all the accusations, insults and insults he had given Hanna, it would be difficult to apologize.
“Iya, Mr.”
“How did you get this photo? That night I was drunk and I don't remember anything. I've ordered people to find out who the woman I spent the night with was, but they didn't find her. Then how do you find this so easily?”
“I only bribed the waiter who works at Madam Flora's house with some money and she gave any information.”
“Oh ..” Evan looked again at the photo until then realized. “Who has seen this photo besides you?”
“Nothing. Just me, why, Mister?”
Evan's hand held firmly against Osman's shoulder, which gave the man goosebumps. “Do you still keep photos like this?”
“No, Sir. That'sallthatis. The waiter who works at Madam Flora's house has already submitted all similar photos and I've burned the rest.”
“Good! I don't want anyone else to see a photo of Hanna like this.”
“Ba-baik—”
Osman took a deep breath to meet the air needs in his lungs. He had just guessed that his master was feeling jealous if anyone else saw the half-pictured Hanna.
“Oh yes, please order your people to make two children's rooms in my house, if you can do it as soon as possible. One for boys and one for girls. Make it as beautiful as possible and fill it with good toys.”
“Good, Sir. And ... What about Miss Hanna? Do I need to make a special room for him?”
Osman suddenly goosebumps when he hears a long snorting sound. Then glanced at the rearview mirror.
“Ba-good, Sir. I understand.”
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