My Crazy Rich - Ard

Chapter 36: Reversing the Situation

What happened to Hanna saved Rachel's good name. The clarity of the cast's face, as well as the location of the video so similar, makes the public no longer hunt down Rachel as the perpetrator in the hot video.

The hoopla that happened clearly caused many public growls. Many do not expect, if Hanna is able to do so just for the sake of popularity.

Another woman who witnessed the news suddenly slammed the device in her hand. He clearly knew that if the video was genuine and could not be fake, how could the main cast now change only overnight.

“Akh!” angrily Rose ransacked the dressing table in front of her. He had gone to great lengths to trap the elder brother that night, but again everything failed, and only lasted for a moment. Even he had not had time to party to celebrate the fall of his brother's pride. “Why are women ******it's always luckier than me?” upset ass.

Meanwhile, Rachel who was in brackets in her room also saw the splashy news today. Although he could not get out of the room, but the father was still good enough to let the phone stay with him.

“How can it?” Rachel rounded her eyes until they were perfectly wide. She did not expect that Hanna would do such a thing. So, who exactly is the person trying to bring him down this time.

However, the thing that made him more astonished was the figure who returned his good name only overnight. Even the news about him has been considered mere engineering, while the reality of it all is the figure of Hanna.

“There's no way Daddy's doing everything this fast. There must be someone else behind all of this,” sure Rachel was at what she was thinking while shaking her head lightly. “But who is the one who can turn things around overnight?”

Rachel tried to think, baby everything feels deadlocked. It couldn't have been if Richard had done it. The man was not that great in turning things around, let alone with Hanna's current condition. After all the money from nowhere until he could delete the videos about them and replace them with Hanna. Could Richard be bribing reporters? “Better I just ask.”

Rachel attempted to make a video call with Richard. Just to make sure that what's on his mind isn't right. Once called, there was no answer. The second call also had no response, until he tried on the third call then there was an answer across there.

“Hallo.” The face of the pillow and the distinctive raucous voice of a man who just woke up sounded so clear, the picture presented was so natural. Although Rachel stayed one roof with Rich, but only this time she managed to see Rich with a face as agitated as now. The bruises on his face are still so obvious and real.

“Do I disturb your sleep?” rachel asked while scratching her non-itchy nape.

“You should know if today is weekend. I had to sleep longer to pamper my skin, but it was all in vain because you called me,” Rich replied across the street.

Rachel gave a small smile, she recognized Richard's current location, which was none other than his apartment. “I'm sorry. Because of me, you became the rage of my father last night. I just want to make sure if you don't die because of last night,” said Rachel sincerely.

Since last night the woman did not sleep, not because of all the news that led to her, but rather the fear of seeing Richard beaten so brutally by the father's men. After all, who would take care of Richard, while he himself was forcibly returned home.

“Cih, I won't die just from a blow like that. It was just like being bitten by an ant. If you really apologize. Then transfer the money to my account, I am starving and there is nothing in your place.”

“Cih, materialistic man base. I should be the one being blessed instead of the other way around.” The conversation between the two went quite long. Until finally Rachel believes that Rich is still in his place. There was no way Richard could have gone in such a severely injured condition. “True ‘kan. Not her the one.” Inner Rachel.

After being satisfied to convince themselves, the phone connection was both disconnected. However, now Rachel is walking there because she had to how. It feels like coming to Richard right now. The wound on Richard's face looks so clear, it could turn blue and become an infection, especially in a place where there is no food. “She must have trouble doing anything alone. Oh my God, why am I so worried?”

Rachel monologued while hitting her own head.

For a moment Rachel pondered alone, until not how long she found a solution. Without thinking, Rachel changed her clothes. He did not hesitate to connect a few sheets and throw them outside. Because the position of the room on the second floor and the door was locked from the outside, Rachel was forced to flee in an extreme way. “Auh, high turned out,” murmured Rachel looked down.

Not wanting to waste time, Rachel immediately tried to get off using the cloth. However, when it was about to reach the ground it seemed that a servant came to his room to deliver breakfast. "Non, geez what are you doing,” cried the waiter.

Realizing that the action had been discovered, Rachel immediately jumped up. He even still had a chance to see how the servant's frightened expression was at that moment.

“I'll be back soon, just tell Daddy if I keep Siska in the hospital,” shouted Rachel Then ran away with the dog lane she used to run away as a child.

“Sials. Very narrow!” rachel desperately tries to get herself out of the wall. The last time she passed by was when Rachel was so small and her family was still intact of course. Didn't expect the hole was still there, only it was too small for his body which is now growing up.

After escaping with great difficulty. Rachel is not moving to the hospital, but her apartment. A smile rose on his face the moment he arrived there without a hitch. A plastic bag of food in her tote, hearing Richard starve made Rachel choose to deliver her own food to the man, compared to using an inter-messaging service.

Rachel opens the apartment door, but what she can do doesn't seem like what she imagined. “Why are the lights still on?” inner Rachel while turning off the switch.

“Rich.” Rachel tries to find Richard's whereabouts throughout the room. Starting from the living room, bedroom, to the bathroom even once. Unfortunately, he did not find the figure at all, and his room looked the same. “Didn't he say he wanted to go back to sleep? Why is it not home now,” murmured Rachel felt astonished.

On the other hand, the figure Rachel was looking for was in the room, but not Rachel's apartment, but in her own place. She did change the order of her bedroom to make it as similar as possible to the room used in Rachel's apartment. Of course just in case.

“You're up?” A woman just entered her room. The two women's hands carried a tray of bread and white milk, a light breakfast that Rich would ask for if he stayed at the place.

Richard did not answer, he just rubbed his face rough because he still felt sleepy. I don't know what time he fell asleep last night. You could say he just fell asleep in the morning. In order to clear Rachel's good name, Richard didn't want the bad news to spread for too long, watching for yourself the editing process and waiting for how the reporter he held changed the news today so that the name Rachel is no longer the main topic.

“How about them?” asked Richard to change position and try to get up from sleep, while the woman seemed to put the food she had brought onto the small table beside the bed.

“Still like that. What do you want to do with them next?” ask the woman.

Rich shook his head slightly, he grabbed the glass of white milk the woman was carrying and gulped it down slowly. "What do you think is the right reward for a human like them?"

"We're not God, Rich. Why not let fate and karma do its job."

One corner of Richard's lips lifted. "Karma, they've come too long because there are so many people in line. Man is too greedy to sin in order to achieve his goal."

"And you're one of them."

Richard agreed. A moment later, the phone on the bed rang again. However, it was not Rachel who contacted him this time. He then placed the flat object next to the ear. The sound of a man's cry was heard very clearly in Richard's sense of hearing. “Rich, my father died,” said the man.