Revenge Blanketed Passion

CHAPTER 28. AN IDEA

The deg!

For a moment Naura held her breath but the half-century-old woman hurriedly put on an ordinary face as if nothing had happened.

“What is true as the man said? That they're being....mesraan?” Titus was silent for a moment looking for a better word

“That's impossible isn't Naura? Eleanor did fall into the arms of the demon man even though she ran away but Emily could not have just fallen for him.”

While gulping Naura was unable to say anything. What he saw at that time was in accordance with what Jaysen said.

Naura saw at that time how Emily pursued her satisfaction on the lap of the blind man. It was even very clearly seen by her satisfied expression when her daughter finally got the release.

“They've done it,” whispered, reminded of the large number of red spots that are clearly visible in the smooth white of her daughter.

It's probably the seventh day since Emily's been at Wisesa's house and probably since night one, his daughter had been successfully stuttered by the blind man who was unforgiving and always rude and vile to anyone.

“Entah how many times they did it,” his murmur bit his fingernails. In her heart she thought, is it right that they forcefully take Emily out of Jaysen's hands? After all, from what he saw, the daughter also seemed to enjoy the blind man's treatment of her.

“Is it not better if we follow the Wisesa family request?” naura asked softly with doubt but she tried to think about that.

“What do you mean?” Titus turned away to look at his wife with a pair of furrowed eyebrows.

“Quiet my husband!” he grabbed Titus' hand and rubbed it. “Listen to my explanation. After that maybe you can think about it.”

Titus snorted loudly and turned his face, his hands clenched back while his forehead twitched. Right now he could completely lose control if he did not hold himself back from remaining calm.

“Begini, Eleanor disappeared and until now we still have not found her. Then, did not the Wisesa family ask that our daughter marry the blind man as a form of accountability? So---”

“Naura!” titus snapped with an angry voice. “Do you intend to give up Emily in exchange for Eleanor huh? How can you think so short?”

“It's not so Titus. It's just that we don't have any plihan at the moment.” refute Naura with quivering lips and paled face. “You know what the Wisesa family's attitude is? We won't survive if we keep fighting them!”

“At least I will try to find a loan to pay for his compensation.” replied Titus in a daze, once again he squeezed his hair in frustration.

“Iya but where? Ten billion where do we get that kind of money? While the deadline is getting closer?”

“But still, if you hand in Emily-”, Titus said. Just imagining if his daughter married that man alone already made him shudder in horror.

“That's the best option we've got right now. Hear that! We can ask for guarantees that our daughter will be fine while we will still try to find and find Eleanor.”, said Naura trying to convince her husband to make a choice.

Although there was an uncertain tone in Naura's voice but she understood very well what she had just said earlier was a very impossible thing.

“At least if Eleanor has already found, there might be another way out that we can think of to save Emily.”

Titus did not respond to his wife's words, he just fell silent with a pushy gaze as well as Naura was finally silent. Naura knew that her husband also doubted the decision. Could it be that a jaysen Avshallom Wisesa would be willing to take their request for granted?

Until the sound of commotion from outside the house broke their silence. “What is this?” titus cried out to stand up as a crowd entered his residence forcefully. “Who are you? Why break into people's houses?”

“We don't really need manners just to face someone like you Titus Malachi!” said one of the young men who wore sunglasses while walking forward. From his body gestures it was obvious that he was putting on a look of disdain.

“Be careful when you speak.” Titus said with emotion while Naura stood behind him in fear. “Come out of my house now!”

A mocking laughter rang out before the man with pigtailed hair flicked his finger and from behind walked several police officers.

“Titus Malachi! We hereby arrest you on the charge of possession of illegal drugs.” said one of the police officers in a flat tone.

“Aappaaaa? What the hell does this mean? Banned drug? Who's the----”

“Please come with us to the police station for further investigation process.” cut off one of the officers. At the same time some other officers immediately blocked Titus' hand and dragged him.

“Release! You can't catch me like this! It's slander! All those are false accusations!”

“You can explain everything later in the office. All the information you provide will be recorded and please contact your lawyer later when you arrive at the office.”

“No! There must be some mistake! My husband never dealt with drugs! There must be someone who deliberately slandered and framed my husband!” yelled naura sobbing.

“If Madam has a defense, then please come to the office. Now I beg your cooperation and do not hinder us. Or the Madam will also accept the charges for obstructing the officer!” said one officer again.

“Ta—tapi--”

“I hope the madam does not obstruct the officers of the country! We only run our tasks here.”

Naura immediately poured on the spot. There was nothing more he could do when the police officers took Titus away.

“We'll excuse us.” say goodbye to one of the officers. Followed by his other comrades, they bowed respectfully towards the young man.

“Ya, yes...go!” the young man waved his hand casually. At first glance he glanced towards Naura who was still in shock and confusion. Some of the servants tried to calm her down but the woman just froze.

Without a single care, the young man then turned around. Next to his hand grabbed a cell phone and it wasn't long before he contacted someone.

“Your order has been implemented!” report it to the interlocutor across the phone.

While talking he took off his sunglasses. There was something different with the color of the man's eyes, one of his eyes was green and the other one was brown.

“Let me sleep well. I regret it anyway. I'm sorry okay?” said again.

But no word was heard from across the phone except the unilaterally disconnected voice of the phone. While grunting in annoyance, the young man who was none other than Evan ruffled his hair was so upset.