PRISONER CRUEL CEO
Chapter 41
“Mansion who is this?” Devian muttered looking closely at the mansion wall before him.
After just following Demian's car, he had now arrived in front of the mansion gate that was somehow owned by who. As he remembered, his older brother had never bought the mansion.
Devian immediately reached into the pocket of his cloth pants. Grabbing a flat object there, then immediately call his sister's number. Not long after ringing, the figure across the phone picked up his call.
“Hm.” Only a dull sound was heard, indicating that her brother did not want to be disturbed at this time.
“Where are you?” devian asked, re-circulating his gaze staring around. It looks pretty beautiful and comfortable in view.
“Outside,” briefly reply Demian.
A moment of silence ruled, until Devian reopened his voice.
“You are in Milan ‘kan?”
Silence regained control after Devian raised the question. The twenty-two-year-old knew that his brother was shocked at the moment and must have thought hard about the meaning of his question.
“I saw your silhouette in Rome, right in front of my apartment.” Kill Devian so that his brother doesn't suspect him across the phone. Because that momentary silence convinced Devian, if Demian tried to cover up the truth.
A sigh of relief rang out even though it was faint across the phone, making Devian's forehead shrivel suspiciously. One question started to cross his mind. What kind of truth was her brother hiding?
“Maybe you're wrong see.”
“Oh, maybe.” Devian spoke as if to understand, “seems to be yes.”
“Ya, already. I turned off the phone, there's something important I need to take care of.”
“Iya,” said Devian and the call was interrupted.
Devian looked at the screen of his phone for a long time, then stared at the tightly closed gate of the mansion.
After a long stay, Devian returned to wear his helmet and drove the two-wheeled vehicle away from the place.
It seemed like he had to order some of his men to watch over the mansion, there must be some interesting things hidden by his sister.
One corner of Devian's lips pulled behind the helmet, creating a smile. He could not wait to know what his twin brother wanted to keep secret. A quiet figure who looks not so interested in the opposite sex.
TWO WEEKS LATER.
It had already been two weeks since the Emperor had met his parents. It has been two weeks since her sister left Indonesia.
Now the twenty-five-year-old man is seen sitting quietly in his great chair. I do not daydream what with a stack of documents neatly arranged and he has done in front of him.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
The sound of knocking on the door rang out, resuscitating the Emperor to stare at the source of the voice.
“Log.”
Slowly the door opened, making the Emperor frown to find the figure of the Father who was now walking into the room of his greatness and then sat on the sofa.
The Emperor quickly got up from his seat, approaching Revan who was sitting with a serious face.
For a moment the middle-aged man was silent. Looking at the face of his Son who was so waiting for him to speak. He sighed softly, when the news he wanted to say might make his son sad.
"Daddy?" Call the Emperor again when Revan does not speak and only looks at him with an occasional sigh.
"I'm sorry Daddy" said Revan.
The Emperor was silent. His body suddenly stiffened with wide eyes. The emperor immediately lowered his head, winking several times to prevent the tears from falling.
There's nothing Revan can do. He just looked at his son. What could he do, if the man he sent to Italy did not find anything strange while watching the movements of his nephew.
"Supervision for two weeks did not produce satisfactory results. Demian was acting as usual. Go to the company, then go back to the apartment and sometimes to the parents' mansion." Obviously Revan, said the thing he heard from his subordinates.
The emperor remained silent. His head was still staring at the floor. Despite hearing the words, his heart remained unsettled. He was suspicious of Demian.
The Emperor was very sure, if Demian was to take part in the disappearance of Adelia. How could that innocent woman who had no kinsmen disappear without a trace like this for three weeks. There must have been someone else's intervention.
"Because it's like this. Daddy hopes you will no longer suspect your cousin. About your missing wife, Daddy will help you find her. You focus on your work and health too, he will definitely be found. The bond of the heart will not be easily broken if it is destined for you" said Revan, rising from his seat. Closer towards the Emperor, then gently patted his Son's right shoulder before stepping out of the room.
The door was tightly shut, leaving the Emperor alone in the room. Tears that he had been holding since, now slid freely wet his cheeks.
His hands were squeezing each other. His jaw tightened strongly, staring straight ahead so sharply.
"I'm not giving up. I would've hit you if I knew you were really meddling in this, Demian." The Emperor said, clenching his hands.
On the other side of the continent. To be exact Milan, a man stood quietly on the balcony of his room. A long look towards the outside of the mansion gate.
"Finally those people left as well" Demian said slowly, his gaze fixed on the tree outside the gate. The place is usually a figure hiding and watching him for these two weeks.
A sigh of relief sounded out from Demian's lips. Now he could calm down a little, because the figure watching him had left. If only the one who was watching him was the enemy's man, Demian would have received the help of his younger brother who intended to eliminate those people.
Unfortunately, he couldn't do it. Remembering that the figure behind those people is Her Mother's Big Brother.
"It seems that from tomorrow I can return to visit him safely without fear of being discovered," Demian muttered back into the room.
At 14:34 pm La Spezia, Northern Italy.
A woman looked at the man sitting in front of her. It looks so strange than usual. Like everyone else, it made his heart shudder.
Especially now, that figure was instead looking at him fixedly. Like I've seen him for the first time.
'Wow, that's hard to believe. It turned out that Demian liked Asian women.' Inner Devian continued to stare at the woman before him from top to bottom.
The twenty-two-year-old man was completely in disbelief, if the figure who looked so reluctant to be close to women, actually hid women in a secret mansion that he did not know.
If it wasn't for the information provided by his subordinates, perhaps Devian wouldn't have known if the mansion was bought by his Brother at the auction.
"Ekhem," Devian cleared his throat lightly, making Adelia flinch in her seat.
"Hello," said Devian as sweet as possible, making Adelia silence with wide eyes.
"Yeah, ha-hello." Sapa Adelia was confused. Really, the man before him looked like a stranger, not a figure he knew.
