My Crazy Rich - Ard

Chapter 74

After facing Dante's anger over his failure to keep their captive, Dason returns to the villa in a fit of wrath. He orders his men to find out what Richard did after taking Rachel away from her place and what their relationship is.

"Damn it! How dare that man take with my woman!" Dason raved, his voice was heard waving incoherently. I don't know how much alcohol he's been drinking to date.

"Damn!" He turned the empty bottle over, then stood staggering to take another drink in the cupboard. Dason picked while squinting because of blurred vision. He took a famous brandy and sat back in his original position.

Dason vented his frustration after hearing the couple get married in a church and chose to shut down, chugging alcohol all day in his room. Rachel's smile with the other man was constantly reflected in her mind. It certainly makes the flow of blood Dason as if boiling all over the body, to hope that liquor in the grip can make his mind forget what he saw.

The feeling of hurt due to unrequited feeling, feels more painful compared to being the same anger that Dante did. What's more Rachel's smile keeps ringing in Dason's little mind. Although it only lasted a short time, but the woman had further mastered her heart which was actually already obsessed with Rachel from the beginning. Unfortunately, it was too difficult to reclaim the woman he wanted.

Not long after, a man came to his room which was pitch-black because the curtains were not opened, the lights were not lit, and a foul scent filled the entire room.

"Sir." A man faces to report what he got after a few days of searching for information.

Just a deheman coming out of Dason's mouth. He looked at his men with a horrible face, his eye bags blackened, his dull face unkempt, and his bad breath not yet brushed.

For days he did not leave the room. Just get out of position for nature's call, or take another bottle of alcohol if the one in her hand is up.

With a racing heart rhythm and choking breath, the man began to speak. "Sir, someone messed up our delivery business."

The atmosphere inside the room was no longer like a room, but rather more akin to a lion's den. Long enough Dason did not shave his hair and also the fine hair on his face, causing the man to look like the real king of the jungle.

"Then." Dason stared with narrowed eyes as a result of the amount of alcohol he drank. His voice looked different than usual, so strange and horrible. The effect of the liquor was seen so clearly on his face and his current behavior.

"Mr Dante requests that you act immediately."

Hearing the words of his man, Dason immediately woke up from his seat, with a stagger he stood up and clutched firmly on the man's neck.

"Why is that old fucking guy always telling me to, huh! Does he think I look like a pet dog that can be arranged?" " His baritone voice had now changed again, sounding so cold and different from before. Demonic Eve immediately ventured to the surface, causing his men to have a red face and out of breath due to the force of the giggling of Dason's hand on the neck.

The man remained silent for a long time, until he felt the angel of death as if he were in front of him, to charge his life. A moment later, Dason took off his grip, leaving the man lying on the floor.

Dason threw the alcohol bottle in his left hand against the wall so hard. Shards of shard and splashes of alcohol spread everywhere, the aroma of various types of liquor mixed into one in the room. The darkness of the illumination added to the terrible impression, though it was still day, but Dason's room, soul, and heart were so dark.

In the back, he could only witness the horror and madness of Dason directly, without daring to stop. For him still during this situation alone has become a fortune.

The sound of things breaking, to shatter into pieces, plus the echoing cry of Dason filled the entire space, causing the warm atmosphere in the villa a few days ago to disappear in the blink of an eye. There was no light illuminating Dason's room, just like his current heart. The smell of various types of disgusting drinks seemed to blend with all of Dason's current emotions.

Now, the place is not much different from a space that is no longer feasible to be called a room. This place looks more like a human zoo.

Dason looked like a demon possessed man who had just risen from his sleep. No matter what object was next to him, all floated up just like that and ended up smashed with nothing left.

For quite a long time the men finally chose to talk and try to calm the master who looked very obsessed with Rachel. Losing the opportunity in plain sight and knowing his target woman has been married by Richard, causing Dason to go crazy.

For years he harbored a taste, but had to swallow the bitter reality, just because in his life there was always Dante who controlled him.

"Master, do you have a plan. How to explain with Mr. Dante. He kept calling" he said nervously.

It was hard for the man to try to stand up straight, even though his body was trembling with fear and did not dare to look at his master.

Hearing the words coming out of the mouths of the men behind him made Dason immediately stop the action. "You think I can still do what, huh?" The man turned his head sharply, looking at the man with a terrible look and anger on his face looking as if he was going to kill anyone right now.

"Master, if you keep going like this. How can you take that woman? You have to show an edge over Rich. Women always like men who are more powerful. That way he'll come alone on you."

The boys are trying to motivate Dason back. The change in the presence and absence of Rachel in the villa was for a Dason, of course clearly visible in the eyes of his men. If indeed their superiors harbored a sense in women who were then their captives.

For a moment Dason thought back to the proposal of the man in front of him. If Richard's figure will disappoint Rachel, how could the woman want to come back to him. Well, Dason will destroy their relationship in any way.

Highlight his eyes were sharp and extremely frightening, as if the contents were preparing to break out of place. "Go I'll be there as soon as I clean up!"

"good. I'll step down first, sir." The man chose to leave this terrible place immediately, leaving Dason alone still holding a glass in his right hand.

He held the glass firmly, the longer it broke in his hand. As if he did not feel pain, Dason grasped firmly, even though the shards of the shard had torn his palm, making it from flowing profusely.

"If you're not with me, I won't let another man have you." His eyes turned red, saying that. Dason is a crazy guy right now.