Second Wife Successor Mr. Zain
Chapters 114. Meeting a Female Devil
The next night after all the family members of the boarding school had taken their leave and decided to stay at Aaron's house, Zain accompanied his wife to make sure that Zahra was completely asleep.
Zain had refrained from staying in the house honoring guests from his wife's family, this time he was on the verge of his limits.
“I'll be there soon!” he told someone across the phone.
After disconnecting from his call, Zain changed his nightgown to his work clothes and sat down next to his wife who was fast asleep.
“Sorry, Honey. I stay a while and I'll be home soon, okay.” Zain said goodbye to Zahra even though he knew that his wife could not hear him.
The cup!
Zain kissed his wife's forehead and gently rubbed Zahra's peaceful face in her sleep.
Before leaving Zain asked his mother to accompany Zahra in his room.
“Mom!” call Zain who saw his mother watching a movie in the living room with bi Nur and some other servants.
“Hmm,” reply Ny. Amara without taking her eyes off the television screen.
“Mom, may I ask for a moment please?” ask Zain flat.
Although Zain's tone still sounded cold in the ears of others, but the arrangement of his sentence has changed a lot like adding a word of help, excuse me and thank you that Zahra always emphasizes to him.
“What?” answered Ms. Amara cuek's.
“Mom!” zain is upset about being ignored by his mother. “What a television screen is more interesting than Mommy's son!”
“What Zain? Mommy's most handsome son in the world,” reply Ny. Amara stared at the squashy flat face of her son. “But cold as snow!” added Ny. Amara insinuated Zain made the servants hold their smiles.
“Mom!”
“Where are you going?” ask Ny. Amara noticed the clothes attached to her son's body.
“There is a short affair, please accompany Zahra in the room,” pinta Zain.
“Zahra lets you go?” search Ny. Amara.
“He's asleep, Mom. Later if Zahra's looking for me just tell me there's work I need to finish tonight.”
“Hmm, yes already there quickly go!” expel Ny. Amara.
“Ck!” Zain clucked in annoyance and walked away.
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Zain drove his car at an above average speed, luckily the road tonight was quite quiet, there were only a few cars that passed by to accompany Zain's luxury car.
Zain deftly overtakes some cars around him, it does not take long he has arrived in front of his company building.
Ciitt's...
Without parking his car, Zain got out and left his car without fear of anything happening with his luxury car.
Not only one or two people guard the building, but Zain assigned dozens of people to keep his company with their respective tasks.
Ting!
The elevator door for him opened, Zain immediately entered it and pressed the button on the top floor of the building.
‘This time I won't let you go again, you female demon!’
Ting!
Zain immediately got out of the elevator and was greeted by Ali who was waiting for him there.
“Goodnight, Young Master, “ greet Ali salute.
“Hmm,” reply Zain briefly while walking towards the location where the woman is.
“There is what information?” ask Zain.
“Sorry, Sir. He insisted not to admit it,” replied Ali was afraid because Zain just silently responded.
Chequek!
Zain entered into a dark room without the slightest reflection of light, he swept his gaze across the corner of the room looking for the whereabouts of the figure he was looking for.
Right in the corner of Zain's room found the man, with wide steps Zain walked closer and without warning he pulled the woman's hair back to make the face of the woman who was originally bowed should be raised face to face with Zain.
“Job! B*jangan! How dare you torture a woman like this! Basic Sissy!” the woman cursed without realizing who was standing in front of her because the room was completely dark.
“If you dare to fight me! Untie my ties! How dare you play your games! Sissy!” the woman continued to say rudely without stopping.
“Siturn j*lang!” snapped Zain then released his grip on the woman's hair a little rough to make the woman stagger slightly back.
“Cuih! Who do you call j*lang huh? Lo who B*did dare to be the same girl, cemen lo!”
Plaque!
Zain slapped a hard slap that landed right on the woman's face making her grimace in pain.
“How dare you dirty my clothes! Basic j*lang cheap!” zain's anger along with all the lights in the room lit up.
The deg!
The woman was transfixed to see Zain's reddened face with hardened jaws look very scary in the woman's eyes.
“Tu-tuan Zain.” Women are shocked and increasingly frightened because he recognizes the face of Zain as a successful young businessman who is also famous for his intelligence and cruelty.
Zain smiled mockingly at the change in the face of the woman in front of him.
“Short of time Miss Mahardika!” greet Zain with his sharp eyes.
