My madam, my poison

Is there any taste?

The Fabian office.

"It seems you're upset. Is there a problem?" silvia asked as she walked into Fabian's room.

Fabian who was busy daydreaming was certainly not responding to Silvia's remarks.

"Myan, …"

Fabian was slightly aghast as his boss gently rubbed his back.

"Yes. Zorc …"

"Zurais? So you're thinking about him to the point of not realizing my presence?"

"Bu-bu-not that. I just, …"

"You're officially separated, aren't you? Why do you still think of him?"

"I didn't think of him. But I accidentally met Zura. He confessed that he slept at a man's house last night."

"Huh?! Did I not hear wrong? Your ex-wife is always dressed in a private dress. How could he be?"

"I heard his confession firsthand. Although we have no relationship anymore, there is Lyra, my flesh and blood that lives with her. I wouldn't be willing if Zura fed him with the ill-gotten money. Zura has already given an explanation, but I can't just trust him. He may need an additional producer. Especially now that he's accommodating a minor."

Silvia smiled faintly.

"I don't think it's a worry for your daughter, it's jealousy. You don't like it when he's close to another guy."

"I don't have any feelings for him anymore. Why should I be jealous?"

"Only you know your heart" said Silvia.

Their conversation came to a halt when suddenly someone knocked on the door of the room.

"Come in" said Fabian."

"I heard from security that Miss was in Fabian's room. That's why I'm heading straight here."

The man who had just entered the room was Evan, one of the father's right-hand men, Mr. Anthony.

"What are you looking for me for? Why don't you call me or text me first?"

"I've called Miss's number several times, but I can't connect."

"where possible. I didn't hear my cell phone ring at all."

Silvia unzipped her sling bag and took her phone from inside.

"ah! Die. I forgot not to charge him last night" he muttered before he saved his phone back.

"Missing died. What do you want to talk about?"

"Ehm .. This is about, …"

Evan hung up his sentence.

"About what?"

"About mister Anthony."

"Why with dad?"

"I mean about Mr. Anthony and the pedestrian."

"Ehm, let's just talk about this in the car. It just so happened that today I was lazy to drive" Silvia said.

"Good, Miss. I'm waiting in the car." Evan glanced at Fabian before he left the room.

"Sorry, Bian. I have to go now. I still have business." Fabian let it go as Silvia wrapped her hands around her neck and landed a soft kiss on her cheek.

"Welcome back to work, my future husband" he whispered. Not long after he left the room.

"What do they really want to talk about? Why would they choose another place to talk? And why did they mention Mr. Anthony and the pedestrians?" Fabian Mumbled.

****

"What's the problem?" silvia asked shortly after sitting behind the wheel of her car.

"The mother and the child seem to want to blackmail us."

"What do you mean?"

"Some time ago they called me asking for more money."

"God! The money we have given is quite large. How could they possibly spend it in this fast time?"

"They said the money was up to buy a motorcycle."

"What kind of motorcycles do they buy?"

"They sent me a photo. The motorcycle is the latest output that is quite expensive," explained Evan.

"Yes, don't press their request."

"But, Non. They're threatening to see Mr. Anthony if we don't follow their will. They're gonna expose this lie."

"In the vicinity of the place only the two of them are suitable to carry out the role of Amira and her mother. I think, for a family with a lower-middle economy like them, the money is more than enough. But it turns out I was wrong. The money is less."

"They are duitan eyes. They're gonna use us because they're our ace cardholders."

"So, what should we do Miss? Should we follow their will?" ask Evan.

"We're going to their house now."

Evan then started the engine of his car. The two then went to the house of actor Amira and his mother.

In less than half an hour, the two arrived at a simple house that was not very well located off the road where the accident occurred ten years ago.

In the yard of the house was 1 unit of a matic motorcycle that was still wrapped in plastic. Indicates if the two-wheeled vehicle has never been used.

"Come in! I want to talk!" silvia exclaimed at the two women who were chatting on the porch of the house.

"I didn't expect Miss Silvia to come this fast. Miss's already prepared the money, isn't she?"

"I didn't come here to give you money."

"Want to?"

"Bu .. Ma'am. I know you guys want to blackmail me."

"Hard how?"

"The money I give should be more than enough for poor people like you."

"Loh, we've helped Miss. Why is Miss insulting us?" protest of mother Amira.

"I did ask you to help me give my father false testimony because he was the only one I had. I don't want my dad to go to jail if it turns out that I got the fact that the pedestrian that my dad hit really died."

"In this case we need each other. Why is it so heavy now? Mr. Anthony himself said he would give whatever was asked if the pedestrian was still alive."

"Your work is just making false statements. It only takes a few minutes, right? Why is the salary you are asking so great? We can report you to the authorities on the basis of extortion!" silvia.

Even though it was just a bluff, in fact the sentence made the child's guts shrivel.

"How is this, Mom? What if they actually report us to the police? We could go to jail. Never mind, we don't deal with them anymore" said the child half-whispering.

"I know Miss is just scaring us. Miss thought we'd shut up if you reported us to the police? We will also make a confession to the police if Miss has paid us to make a false statement. That also includes bribery cases, right?"

"Damn!" silvia Umpat.

The woman he thought was innocent was apparently not as stupid as he thought.

"OK! I'll give you money, but of course you have to sign the agreement. Evans! Get me paper and stamp."

Evan, the assistant who was always sprightly was rushing to pick up the objects that Silvia asked for and was always available in her briefcase.

"Sign here." Silvia handed over the paper which she had previously written a letter of agreement between herself and both the mother and the child.

"Remember! After this our business is done. Don't ever seek or contact us again!" threat Silvia's.

The mother who turned out to be quite intelligent also began to read the letter of agreement that Silvia had written. He was seen nodding repeatedly indicating that he did not object to the contents of the agreement.

"Well, twenty-five million more and our business is done" he said, putting his signature on the stamp.

"Evan. Keep this paper well. Don't let anyone find him, especially my father."

"Good, Miss."

Evan then took the agreement and kept it in his briefcase.

"Thank you for the cooperation. Although I regret having to spend twice as much money. Excuse me!"

"Thank you." With sparkling eyes, the mother receives a brown envelope from Evan's hand. Both of them left the house.

"Where are we going, miss? To the office or straight home?" evan asked shortly after starting the engine.

"The two annoying women have ruined my mood! We just go home" Silvia grumbled.

Evan nodded in understanding. He rushed his car towards his destination.

Arriving at home.

"You kept the covenant well. Don't let anyone find him let alone my father" said Silvia.

"Miss just calm down. I'll keep the letter all right."

"Hopefully the two women will not act again. I think fifty million is enough for them" Silvia said.

"Fifty million dollars? What money do you mean? And who are they that you said that to?" ask someone who has just emerged from the house.

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