My Dangerous Boy's

Part 55 - Got A Phone From Someone

12:50 PM

Clayton hugged Zavier for a long time. Meanwhile, Christian who was standing next to the two of them only snorted in annoyance.

"Dad, stop. I'm sure Zavier can handle the problems in his business. After all, it was just an ordinary car accident and did not cause it to instantly stiffen in place" Christian said easily.

Clayton turned his head and stared intently at Christian, while Zavier simply rolled his eyes.

Afterwards, Christian finally put his shoulder to it no matter what. "My bad."

Suddenly, the sound of an announcement stating that the plane with a destination to New York was heard, making Zavier had to let go of his daddy's embrace by force.

"Tell William if I like his son so much, that I will be ready at any time to accept Shella as my son-in-law" Clayton said, chuckling.

Zavier smiled faintly. "Okay, okay."

He explained everything to Clayton. About the accident, about Shella's daddy, and about how the mysterious person who wanted to burn down his factory a few days ago.

"I hope you can solve that problem as soon as possible" Clayton said.

"No problem, daddy. It's just one small problem compared to so many problems for me."

***

Shella bit her lower lip. He stared long at his cellphone, which kept ringing, indicating that a phone was coming in.

The name 'Aron' is in there.

Fifteen minutes ago, the man kept calling him non-stop, despite his refusal to answer several times.

Shella exhaled slowly, then finally she forced the green-colored icon. After all, why should he be afraid just from looking at the name?

"Hello," said a baritone voice from over there.

"Umm. hello," said Shella calmly, although it can not be denied if his heart is currently beating rapidly.

He's just nervous.

"Meet me at the park we used to visit. It's okay if you don't come. But, I hope you still want to meet me because I am completely unaware of what I have done wrong."

Not yet had Shella digest each syllable, the sound of the phone being turned off from across it made her immediately frown faintly.

He kept his phone next to his ear, even though he knew it had broken up a few seconds ago. Shella continued to flank the object between her right ear and shoulder, while her eyes stared blankly at the novel on her lap.

Did that guy just rule her?

Shella choked, then pulled away her phone and threw it on the nightstand. He closed the book and put it back in the closet.

What happened to Aron?

The question kept popping up and filled his mind. He became curious after hearing Aron's sentence earlier. It sounded very cold and flat, very different from the figure he was usually familiar with.

But, wait...

Because of that 'nothing' sentence, Shella became curious half-dead at this moment.

Oh, kod.

Go, no, go, no?

Shella ruffled her hair in frustration, then dropped her body onto the bed.

He closed his eyes for a moment.

Is it possible that he should go to the park to see Aron? Hmm.. for the last time?

After thinking for a moment, Shella finally decided to go to that park now.

Not to forget, he also took his sling bag, put in his chip object, and a wallet that he might need at any time.

After she finished, Shella then walked out of her room and headed downstairs.

"Dad, I'm going out for a while to see my old friend" Shella told her father, who was sitting on the couch.

William just nodded briefly. "All right," he said behind the couch.

Shella opened the gate and closed it again. However, he immediately turned to the left side when he realized that there was someone watching his movements from afar.

The scrunches on her forehead formed faintly when she saw the black figure quickly disappear after noticing Shella was looking at it.

He then raised his shoulders and decided not to care about the figure.

You crazy man.

A few minutes later, Shella finally arrived at her destination. He dodged and scratched his head that was not itchy.

Unknowingly, he squeezed the strap of his sling bag, then walked down the path in the park.

"Hi, Shella" said a baritone voice that made Shella immediately turn to the origin of the voice.

There, in the seat he always sat with Aron, was occupied by a man he could hardly recognize anymore.

The man smiled flatly at her.

Shella slightly shuddered in horror as she walked slowly towards Aron. "Hi" he said a little doubtfully.

The man's pouchy eyes look blackened like zombies, let alone the unkempt fine feathers and begin to grow around his jaw making Aron look even more terrifying.

"Hi too's. I haven't seen you in a long time. I thought you wouldn't want to come here again."

7 May 2020