Mr. Mafia Trapped in Love Girl Tomboy
Part seventeen
Back to a middle-aged woman. Which after venting all the pain in his heart, with a very cold gaze he decided to meet someone who had made him fall in love with a man, where the man has given her a beautiful daughter but this daughter must get an injustice.
Not to forget he asked for help from his other men, to examine a proposal, which contained about his company's cooperation with the cold man.
“How, did you find the file I was referring to?”
A few seconds later his men submitted a proposal from the company he would go to, and examined it carefully without any shortcomings in the proposal being submitted.
“Interesting!” he muttered with a grin because, he would soon meet someone he knew very well in the dark world. “Antar will I go to that office!”
Leaving a secret room where his permission met, including three people who had been guarding and protecting his beloved daughter.
During the trip to the office, his memory was turned towards a memory that was so painful. Yes, he will never be able to forget those bad memories, how could someone he loved so much betray trust, only on a piece of evidence of nonsense uttered by a prostitute.
As long as I'm alive! You can never be happy in this suffering and heartache. I swear if you find out the truth later, don't ever regret what you've done to us.
His daydream was not when a car he was riding arrived at the office, with cold eyes he entered a luxurious office, regardless of the whispers of office employees who were talking about his arrival.
From the direction of the lobby he was prevented by the two guards who served in the office. “Pardon who you are, Mistress?”
“But, Madam.” one of the officers was a little hesitant with his presence in the office he was visiting.
“I don't want to mince words! Show me does this office owner exist?” that little forcing was his desire to immediately meet a cold man.
Submissively one of his colleagues drove a mysterious woman to meet, with Jackson Orlando company owner Alexander Azkalezy.
After arriving at the top room, the officer who escorted him knocked on the door, and immediately got a speech from inside. Unexpectedly, he barged into the private room of a Jackson, who was notoriously cold during his tenure as Mafia chairman, which now the position is led by the beloved son.
“Long time no see. How are you, hi, cold guy!” without feeling awkward and embarrassed he loudly greeted a middle-aged man, who was looking at him with that cold gaze.
“Ka –” did not continue the greeting from the woman in front of him, making Jackson's tongue suddenly become confused so, he could only stare coldly at the woman.
“Yes, here, I used to be your enemy, hahaha!” cut it with a little laugh. “What to do this! Seeing me come back to life like that, hm?”
“What wind did you come here?”
