
The chaos at tonight's party is really overwhelming the security forces. A shootout inside the building was inevitable until everyone who ran out of this place was traumatized by fear.
"Patrixaa!!!"
Shouted Madame Ines on the ground floor when she saw Patrica was already there in the grasp of this mysterious group.
The conditions inside the building are quite fierce and thrilling. The security who had participated in the shootout could not struggle when Patrica was already in a sniff with a gun at her temple.
The woman's face was pale with already watery eyes making both mister Michelle and mistress Ines frightened. In fact, no one dared to move because the black-clothed man had indeed killed one person here and his blood had already flooded on the floor of the building.
"M.lmmy!!!" Patrica's screams were completely pale in place.
"You can bring anything but don't hurt my daughter. You guys.."
"We have come to kill you!!" The man's growl made things worse.
"K..why? Our.. We won't bother you. You're.. You go don't hurt my daughter!" Anxious lady Ines but Mr. Michelle was furious because their guards went nowhere.
"You have insulted our master!! You guys are deliberately playing our master!!"
"M..MOM!!" patrica screamed as the gun was ready to explode into his head but suddenly Wesson immediately appeared from behind hitting the man's shoulder strongly until it fell forward and Patrica Wesson pulled into his arms.
"Mr Wesson!" Madame Ines muttered so relieved to see Patrica was no longer under death. Wesson gallantly kicked the body of this man dressed in all black and then took over the man's gun.
"How dare you!!" Furious Wesson shot brutally at the mysterious people who immediately ran away from here.
The security that was waiting for the blame immediately chased the reliable attacker out of the building that had been chaotic and shards of shard were everywhere.
"Mommy!!"
Shouted Patrica who ran directly to hug the lady Ines who cried with relief because her daughter survived death.
"Patrica! You're.. You okay, son?"
"Mom! I'm afraid," Great-grandson Patrica's been crying.
Edwald came out from behind the rear wall with Shireen behind him. Wesson and Edwald looked at each other but there was a sense of satisfaction and victory in their eyes.
"Master! Is your daughter hurt?"
"He's fine. It was fortunate that young master Wesson was so quick to control this frightening atmosphere," replied mister Michelle turning to Edwald who nodded flatly.
"If you may know, where is the enemy from?"
"Of course. We also had our first attack like that and suddenly the guards outside could not come in to help. This is very strange," Decah mister Michelle thought hard.
Wesson approached immediately to take off her suit. He wrapped the thing into Patrica's body that was still trembling in fear.
"Bring the lady home. He must have been very afraid of this!"
"Thank you, kid! You are a very nice man indeed" Ines said sincerely to the nodding Wesson.
"Mrs! It's my duty as a man."
"But, we just met and you're very nice. If you have time, let's visit my residence. I'm so honored that you guys came!" Mr. Michelle said hesitantly and very warmly.
Shireen is so sick. Her pretty face had already cooled 100% seeing how cunning and cruel man's ugliness was.
"Miss Shireen! Are you all right?" Ask Ms. Ines because Shireen was silent.
"Well, I'm good!"
"I'm sorry about this party. We can't keep you safe!" Unfortunately but Shireen smiled wryly glancing at Edwald.
"It's not your fault. Sometimes the trickery is very real."
"You mean, miss?" Confused the lady of Ines until Shireen wanted to say, but Edwald interrupted her breath.
"It could be an attack from your enemy!"
Edwald said firmly making Mr. Michelle and Ms. Ines look at each other.
"We have no enemies. No one has dared to bother me all this time."
"Enemies don't always come as a threat. As my wife had said, "Edwald answered Mr. Michelle, but he glanced at Shireen, who was throwing away only his face.
"You mean someone is hostile to us in silence?"
"Hm. Be careful" replied Edwald, looking at the clock on his wrist. It's late enough and they have to go.
Edwald looked at Wesson who understood. He paid his respects to Mr. Michelle and Ms. Ines who had been very accepting of them.
"We're going home. Thanks for the party!"
"No. We should thank you. We are looking forward to your visit" Mr. Michelle said with great hope.
Wesson nodded and walked away followed by Edwald and Shireen who really did not like it here. The state of the building was chaotic and there was one death on the spot making him want to curse Edwald and his members.
"By this plan you're making one innocent man go. Don't you guys have a conscience, huh?"
"You already know the answer" muttered Edwald, walking faster toward Wesson who had gone down the stairs.
"Steen! Plan succeeded. But, I think Patricia likes you!"
"It's not my role anymore" replied Edwald as usual always annoying.
Wesson turned to Shireen while slowing down. He smiled because he was so happy to see the woman come here.
"Shi! Do you want to take a walk?"
"Where?" Ask Shireen how she is. Wesson stopped equating his pace with Shireen while Edwald was already pitching towards the lobby.
"I'll show you a beautiful view of Verona. Surely no less good than other cities here."
"Well, I agree," Shireen let Wesson hold her hand and walk toward the lobby where Cooper and Mersi were waiting.
The media that covered the incident are still on duty but fortunately they did not see them in the lobby.
"Master!"
Mersi greeting but his unwilling gaze was fixed on Shireen who understood but he was indifferent.
"I'll bring the car!"
"Master. It's late, the weather outside is also unstable because it's cold. I'm.."
"I see," Sela Wesson took over the car keys from Mersi.
He escorted Shireen to his car, passing Edwald who was standing next to his own car.
"Steen! You go first. I'm not going home tonight!"
"You mean?" Shireen was ambiguous by Wesson's words but the man smiled.
"Don't misunderstand me. I'll show you a lot of beauty tonight. If we don't get to the inn, we'll go to the apartment. Hm?"
"T.but.."
"Come in!" Pinta Wesson opened the car door until Shireen was forced to enter. But, before that he had a chance to turn to Edwald who was only silent on the spot.
Cooper could only quietly let Wesson take the car out of the lobby. He was sure Edwald would not calm down but what his strength was.
"You go!" Pinta Cooper Pepper Mersi's getting out of here.
"Steen! Are you sure you don't want to follow them?!"
"For what?!" Edwald asked coldly into the car. Cooper frowned but immediately raised his shoulders indifferently as well as getting into the car.
While in the car there. Wesson was silent as usual. He focused on driving with a face that looks cold and strange.
Shireen who was sitting next to him became confused and astonished. What's wrong with this guy?! He is not unusual with this atmosphere especially all the beauty of the road that looks no longer meaningful in his eyes.
"What's wrong? You need anything?"
"You don't want to say anything?" Wesson asked but still did not stare at Shireen who was really falling into confusion.
"What do you mean? I don't understand, Wesson!"
"When are you going to keep this a secret?" Tanya Wesson stopped the car. His two hands squeezed the steering wheel with eyes so angry and disappointed.
Shireen really didn't know what Wesson meant until she wanted to hold something back.
"What do you mean? I'm.."
"You and Steen are husband and wife by SAAH, right??"
Duaarr...
Shireen was shocked to hear Wesson's growl looking at her scarred. Eyes of disappointment and like not accepting this.
"You and he are married! You are the daughter of the Harmon family and you are husband and wife!! Aren't we??"
Shireen. His mouth seemed to be tightly locked and his body stiffly stung by shock.
Wesson rubbed her face rough then looked back at Shireen who was still silent.
"Why?? Why are you doing this, huh?? L'm.. I love you so much. But.."
Wesson can't speak anymore. He felt like the stupidest man in the world. Though previously it was clear that Edwald was very close to Shireen even though the two often quarreled.
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