My Crazy Rich - Ard

Chapter 65

In order to vent his frustration, Richard went back to his apartment. His position has returned to where it should be, as well as all the facilities owned. He no longer needed to hitchhike on Rachel. It even easily provided a place to stay for Ramon who initially only lived in the slums and without relatives after the death of his father.

Richard who was burning with jealous flames, vented his irritation at the samsak hanging before him at this moment. Sweat poured from the top of Rich's head, his whole body wet to seep into the clothes used. The stern look caused a red streak in his eyes as if preparing to pounce on anyone at this moment.

Ramon watched only a small shudder looking at Richard's behavior. For two hours Rich kept swinging his hand to land the bogeman in the innocent samsak.

“Cih, until when will he be like that,” muttered Ramon in the doorway of the gym room that is available in Rich's apartment.

Until not long later, the phone notification sound, stopped Richard's activity at that time. He paused for a moment to drink the water in a bottle and opened up who was giving the news. Since he had already urged his men to find Rachel immediately, they might have already gotten the information.

However, Rich's forehead instantly shrunk when an unknown number sent him a message.

Receding mineral water gushed from his mouth very strongly while. Both of Rich's eyeballs were perfectly wide, staring at the screen that showed a picture on the phone that made it even more charred. Rich's hand immediately shook violently squeezing the flat object, seeing the figure he was looking for was on the back of the person he most avoided. “Rachel,” furious Rich.

Richard slammed the mineral bottle on his right hand very strongly. He immediately grabbed the small towel that was already available to wipe away the sweat and stepped out with an increasingly fiery fury.

“Follow me!” rich said when passing Ramon who looked smiling surprised to see the behavior of his superiors.

Without hesitation, Richard and Ramon moved towards his headquarters. Guided by a brothel with full armament, Richard orders his men to track down the location of the person who sent the message. And without a doubt, they also prepared to attack directly, without waiting for the next day.

“We leave now!” firmly Richard.

“Jealous is scary, when others can sleep soundly while hugging their favorite bolster. We instead have to move to find the boss's future wife who was carried away by another man,” Ramon whispered to the colleague beside him and in a voice that was deliberately slightly raised for Richard to hear it.

On the other hand, Dason, who was asleep after a long day of work, was shocked by a knock from outside his bedroom door. At first, he let it go, but gradually it grew louder and louder.

“Ish, just be careful if it doesn't matter. I'll kill you!” furious Dason lazily moved from his position and opened the door, after seeing the clock above the nightstand still showing at three in the morning. “What's up?” dason asked the man in front of him who immediately pointed the tip of a gun right on Dason's forehead.

Both of Dason's eyes opened perfectly, staring at the apparition in front of him. Richard with a flat face pulled one corner of his lips, forming a triumphant grin that Dason had never expected. “Good morning, Young Master Dason,” greet Richard.

“You? What are you doing here?” ask Dason a little surprised.

“Taking back what should have been mine.” Said Rich coldly.

Not long after, Ramon is seen on the other side where the two are standing at the moment, with Rachel sleeping like a fainted person on her back. “We have found it,” Ramon said when he came out of a room.

A shot without hesitation, Richard gave it right on Dason's feet, thundering over his sense of hearing, causing the man to scream in pain. “Akh.”

After giving a warning, Richard moved following Ramon's steps down the stairs. Leaving the grimacing Dason enduring the pain while clenching both of his hands.

Below, Rich paused right next to the woman who was now kneeling among the corpses slashed in her neck. “Akh, one more. Thank you for taking a traitor. Thanks to him I do not have to bother looking for where you are,” Rich said before he and some of his men came out of the villa.

Richard and his men who were used to acting as hitmen were naturally very easy to move around without a trace. He could even, attack Dason without his opponent being able to prepare even if only to take the spare of his life. Therefore, Rich's presence was completely undetectable and they realized, because he and his men did move very carefully.

Meanwhile, Dason who heard the end of Rich's words before leaving from above seemed to be glancing sharply at Celine at this moment.

“Make sure the woman does not escape!” dason's orders to the surviving servants, while the other bodyguards who rebelled and tried to fight Richard earlier, were already lying helplessly scattered on the floor with lives lost of course.

In the morning, after finishing treating the wound, Dason moved to a warehouse in the villa. Where Celine was already there with her body firmly bound. Dason sat in front of the woman with a look of wrath that he had never shown all along. “Tell me what you did until they found us?”

“A—aku did nothing,” said celine tried to defend herself and hoped Dason would believe her. “You have to trust me, Dason. I've been following you and being your servant all this time. How could I possibly betray you?”

Scared, of course Celine was afraid at this moment. He had not expected Richard to come so quickly and in such an extreme way. Originally, Celine only wanted to give the man a little lesson . However, now even his own life is back to be a bet.

For a moment Dason closed his eyes, he did not know that Celine always looked jealous because the attitude that Dason gave between Celine and Rachel was clearly very opposite. The woman in front of him also always harassed Rachel, but Dason had never acted decisively before because he felt it was a good thing. Where Celine always provokes something related to Richard, not her.

But Dason did not expect. If the person he saved is now boomerang to himself. “Give me his phone!”

Dason raised his hand at the waiter behind him. Jemari Dason moves open the messaging application available there. Unfortunately, he found nothing. Maybe because Celine already deleted it first.

However, shortly after opening the gallery and saw the photo where he was holding Rachel earlier. Dason was instantly enraged and stood up from his position. He slammed the phone to the floor and it was smashed to pieces. His hand immediately stretched out strangling Celine's neck very strongly.

“Dare you take our photos secretly, huh! You must have sent a message to Richard ‘ right? Stupid fool!” the anger makes Dason can no longer control his emotions. The longer the grip was getting stronger, until the hue on Celine's face turned crimson.

Celine was unable to answer let alone break free from Dason's hands. His breath seemed to be choked at that moment, until finally the woman was no longer able to withstand Dason's wrath and drooped just like that.

The roar of irregular breathing was heard so clearly from the way Dason inhaled oxygen. The other side that he had never shown before was again present in the man. Just yesterday Dason felt happy to be with Rachel, now he has to lose the woman again due to Celine's carelessness. “Clean him!” dason orders the waiter standing behind him.

Dason came out of the warehouse with great difficulty. His injured leg caused him trouble stepping. For a moment he stopped to stare at the bandage wrapped in his palm. Only a few people remained in the villa, while others died at the hands of Richard.

“Will I make sure. He'll be back in my arms as soon as possible.” Dason's promise to himself, to avenge Richard with both hands firmly clenched, inflames the flag of revenge that flutters in his eyes.