PRISONER CRUEL CEO
Chapter 42
Silence still dominates inside the living room of a mansion. The figure of the woman sitting on the long sofa just lowered her head with a firm squeeze of her hand. He was afraid to look up, looking at the man who looked like everyone else at the moment.
“It looks like it's time for me to go.” Devian said suddenly, looking at the circular watch in his hand.
Adelia turned to the source of the voice. Gutting stared at the figure who was now rising from his seat, preparing to leave the mansion. That figure had just arrived thirty minutes ago.
Devian smiled wryly at the woman who was now looking at him confused, “then, I said retreat. There are still things I should do, if there is a chance I will visit you next time. And next time I bring a hand, see you.”
Devian waved his hand at Adelia, walking so casually while whistling loudly that she disappeared behind the door.
Both of Adelia's eyes blinked a few times. However, he immediately tried to stabilize his unreasonable feelings. Really, being next to that figure felt very different from usual.
While in a Lamborghini car that is now speeding with a splinter is splitting the road, the figure of the driver is seen smiling endlessly with a feeling of unexplained pleasure.
If only his trusted brother would not come to visit in thirty minutes, maybe Devian would have talked to the beautiful woman for longer.
“Aduh, Demian. You should just tell Mommy that your ideal type is an Asian woman. So Mommy doesn't have to show you a row of photos of European women, you fucking twin sister.” Bump Devian, then laugh loudly like an insane person.
The next time he visits he will definitely bring a gift for the woman. The woman who might become his sister-in-law. Yeah, no problem. If Devian remembered the figure earlier, it was obvious that the woman was a rare woman who was difficult to get in the present day.
“Hehe, I can't wait to work on it.” Devian said with a wicked laugh, impatiently teasing his three-door refrigerator-like sister.
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At 20:56 WIB.
A soft sigh could be heard filling the Emperor's study. The owner of the room was talking to someone across the phone.
“Silver is fine?” tanya Raila was worried.
“It's okay, Raila. How are you doing there?” The emperor asked back, slightly twitching his forehead which felt pulsating. He is dizzy, but he will stop at nothing to discover the whereabouts of Adelia, his wife.
Although they have not had a grand marriage, at least the marriage papers signed by Adelia without the woman's knowledge, have tied them together as a legal married couple.
A moment of silence ruled across the phone. The Emperor knew that his younger brother would feel bad for not finding anything suspicious about Demian.
“Not to think about, Raila. Brother is fine, you are quite focused on your lecture there. About the wife of the sister, the sister will look for him until she meets. So don't feel guilty, okay.” Said the Emperor, trying to calm his sister.
“Iya, Brother.” Sahut Raila.
I want the Emperor to hold his sister's body at this time, so that the beautiful girl does not feel too guilty. If he could be honest, the Emperor did not want to trouble Raila to help him keep an eye on Demian. Because his sister's apartment was quite far from the Salvatore residence.
“Rest, you must be tired. Call Brother or Mommy and Daddy often. We will miss you so much,” the Emperor said softly.
“Good, sis. Brother too, take care of your health. Don't hurt,” Raila said and the call ended.
The emperor breathed a rough sigh. Throw away the rough flat object in his hand onto the table, then turn his gaze in the other direction.
“Adelia, forgive me.” The Emperor closed his eyes with one hand, until a drop of tears slowly fell down his cheek.
TWO DAYS LATER.
The emperor was still struggling with the important documents in his room. As usual, the man would look so serious about his job that he forgot lunch.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
“Log.” Said the Emperor without looking towards the door.
Slowly the door opened, revealing Bram who was now approaching with a pile of important documents in his arms. Documents requested by his boss.
Bram stared momentarily concerned at the Emperor's current appearance. So different than usual he saw.
Not from a suit or anything else, but the man's body that looks a little curled up.
“This is an important document you requested, Mr.” Bram said as he put the documents in his hand on the table.
“Oh, yes, Sir. When it comes to flights to Italy, I have booked a ticket. The plane will leave in three hours,” said Bram glancing at the circular watch in his hand.
The Emperor stopped. He turned his eyes to focus on Bram, almost forgetting that today he had to go to Milan to meet his cousin Devian.
There was a cooperation contract he needed to discuss with Demian's twin brother.
“Good. I get it, you can get out.” Said the Emperor who was soon obeyed by Bram.
Slowly the sound of the door closing was heard. The Emperor leaned his back, sighing while leaning his back on his seat of greatness.
“Adelia. But why, I haven't been able to find your tracks yet?” the Emperor's murmur bit his lower lip holding tightness in his chest.
On the other side of the continent.
A woman suddenly turned to stare towards the tightly closed gate. His forehead looks shriveled with his heart beating incoherently.
He felt that someone was calling his name, but seeing the quiet atmosphere made him sure that there was no one in the park but him.
“What is my feeling?” muttered Adelia, then raised his shoulders indifferently. Return to focus on the pot and the flower before him.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, the Emperor left for the airport. Prepare to board a plane and take off towards Milan, Italy.
Because now Devian is in Milan, not Rome. He said for the meeting, Devian deliberately returned to Milan precisely his parents' mansion to let go of longing and met the Emperor.
After traveling thirty minutes, the car has now arrived at the airport.
The Emperor got out of the car, then looked at Bram who was standing next to him.
"As long as I'm gone, I leave the company to you. I'll be back in three days" said the Emperor with a nod of the head by Bram.
One day for work, and two days to be with her sister.
'May soon there be good news for you, Mister.' Inner Bram, gazed at the Emperor's back which slowly disappeared from view.
At 10:59 am La Spezia, Northern Italy.
Adelia silently looked out the window. Staring at the drizzling rain that now fell, making him inevitably stop his activities in the park.
Adelia's outstretched hand touched her chest, where her heart was now beating so fast.
"He's... How's it going, huh?" Adelia muttered, immediately shook her head and then hit her own head. Trying to shake off the strange thoughts that suddenly perched in his mind.
Why has he been thinking lately of the person who tortured him first?
But deep down in Adelia's heart, she missed that figure.
"I should immediately find a job, it would not be nice to just stay in a mansion like this. Though only hitchhiking," said Adelia determined. He was already a little fluent to get back to talking, so there was no reason for him to just sit around without working in the mansion.
He had to find a job so as not to rely too much on the owner of the mansion who had been so good to help him.
On the other hand, a middle-aged woman was sitting so haughtily in the room of her greatness. It looked so serious looking at the information sheet as well as the photo of a woman in his hand. His eyes narrowed, then glanced at the secretary who had been standing before the table.
"Why.... You haven't brought my daughter here?" He asked, with a sharp and intimidating look at the Secretary as well as his right hand.
"Sorry, Madam. Our people have spread to find it in Indonesia, but unfortunately there is nothing we can find. And also, it doesn't seem like it's just from our side that's looking for the whereabouts of Young Miss." His words explained, making the graceful figure sitting on the chair tighten its jaws.
"Find it until you find it. If necessary, send all the members, and do not forget to prepare my private jet. I'm going to Indonesia, there are parents I have to visit. It's a pity if he dies without me seeing, right?" The grin was on his lips, so horrible.
"Ah, but he said he had gone through a critical period. Too bad, I want to see him die." Continue without guilt.
"You'd better find my daughter before I get back. And I suggest that there are no abrasions on my beloved daughter. If he abrasions just a little, then you will receive the consequences."
