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Long in the mansion, Sara felt bored as well. There was nothing he could do but walk around and swim in the pool. Although the size of the pond was quite wide, it was still not comparable to the vastness of the ocean he had ever dived in.

Every day Max is busy working and he is still not allowed out of the house by the husband. Wanting to run away and play outside, he felt it was not yet time.

"Let him off guard and that's when I get into action" he thought.

Every movement of his hands and feet that kicked in the water, he let go of all his annoyance.

"Awas only if you go to the Himalayas without telling me, I send your head into the mouth of the tiger" he said.

He gets a call, not worth a call but is called a bait and taunts for him from Claire. Mocking him that he was a child who was not allowed out of the house by Max, of course it made him unable to stand it.

"Sara!"

That echoing cry made him pop his head to the surface. And her lips curled thinly seeing Deborah folding her hands together on her chest, sunglasses perched on the trunk of her nose.

"Get out now!"

The orders to be obeyed, Sara came out. He wiped the water from his body until it dried

"Are you not cold?"

"The water is warm, Mommy."

"Of course, forget. Quickly change your clothes, follow me!"

"Where, Mommy?"

Deborah who had stepped first turned her body again. "I'll send you hell."

"Don't joke, Mommy." It was puffed with a cute pretentious face.

"Don't make a face like that, laughable. You are cold and I send you into the fire a noble deed. Change your clothes!"

Still in her swimsuit, Sara approached and was about to hug Deborah.

"Don't come close let alone touch meuu!"

"Geez, you're making me deaf, Mommy!"

Rubbing her ears buzzing with the cry of Deborah, Sara ran into the room and changed her clothes.

By tying up his long hair originally, he went down.

"Where are we going, Mommy?"

The question made the middle-aged woman look up, judging Sara's seemingly disheveled appearance.

"Have you just come out of the grave? Your hair is ridiculous."

Sara scowled, denying it was pointless since her appearance was indeed like that. His wet hair will certainly look like a lotus.

"You don't have a hairdryer?"

"What's that?"

Mendumel, Deborah does not fulfill. "Come?"

"There's in the room. Does Mommy need it?"

"Gosh, Max married a strange woman. Didn't you tidy your hair before you came down here?"

Sara still keeps asking about the comb. "Mommy asked for a comb, but I saw Mommy's hair was very neat."

"You can distinguish neat and messy? What about your own hair? In what category?"

"Damaged," he answered honestly.

"Oh, know yourself. Let's go."

"To where? Uh, Mommy, Max won't let me out of the house."

Deborah ignored, she kept pulling Sara and locked her in the car so she wouldn't run away.

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Waiting for someone to answer the call across there pisses Max off. He almost threw away his phone when there was a lawyer from across.

"Hola, Senor."

"Where have you been?" angry shouting. "Give me some good news!"

"Sorry, Senor. Some of the bandits who were trying to get the latest news about his whereabouts disappeared without a trace."

Max clenched his hand. "Send more. Don't let me wait any longer!"

"Si, Senor."

"Don't repeat the old ways. Put all your people in disguise there! Give me the information faster, you'll have to finish it in a week!"

"Se-weekly?" The voice of the man sounded shocked.

"That's a long time for you, Demetrius. Or am I pulling everything I've ever given you?"

"Ti-no .. no, Senor. I'll try."

"Don't try, it's an order and you have to do it!"

"Okay, Senor."

His hands clenched tightly, his anger uncontrollable. Max hits his desk until his knuckles bleed.

"Sinor ...." Alex panicked him.

"Find the jerk, Alex. Don't let him spend his most wonderful time on this earth. He should know who's dealing with."

Alex nodded, he took medicine to treat Max's wound.

"No need."

"Your wounds must be treated, Senor."

"Alexander!"

Gurgling his saliva roughly, Alex gave up persuading the stubborn man. He exited the room letting Max defuse his anger.

"Alex!"

"Call that old Peter here!"

The man nodded, and Max sighed.

The news that a dealer in Valencia took away some of his belongings, Max is angry. Not about lost things but about trust.

Gerald, the young man he trusted to circulate his belongings there. The man he met was dying from being beaten by a bandit.

The circumstances on the brink of death brought to life by him became a compelling reason for him to make Gerald a confidant.

However, the man disturbs his trust. And the one who betrayed him must die.

"Mr Peter's on his way here, Senor."

"Give me a bottle of wine."

"Sinor ...." Alex reminded. Things would get worse if he let Max drink wine.

"Give me a little."

"You'll get drunk, Senor, and things won't get under control."

Max thins his lips in mockery. "You're afraid I'm mistaken for Sara? Take it easy, Alex, he's not the most important person in my life. You know why I married her."

Alex held her place. "Sorry, Senor. I'll wait for Mr. Peter downstairs."

"Give me some wine!"

"What about chamomile, Senor?"

"No, I want wine now. Give it to me, Alex!"

Alex walked out of the room, unwilling to turn away. "I'm sorry, Senor" he said just as he opened the door.

"Damn it! You motherfucker! Be stubborn!" Max growled in annoyance. "I'll lower your salary!"

Though desperate to drink wine or alcohol that could take his mind off Alana, Max still thinks that it's not time he tells Sara the facts about his relationship with Alana.

He recalled what Alex said that he hugged people carelessly while drunk. He doesn't want Peter to know that side of him and use it as a weakness to bring him down later.

"Damn, now I'm hungry."

Not caring about his hungry stomach, Max went back to checking something that he thought was a little strange lately.

"You're gonna pay for this, old man."

His vibrating phone signaled a message was coming in. He checked the flat screen and his mother sent him a multimedia message.

Intrigued by the picture his mother sent him, Max intends to open it but a knock from the door distracts him.

"What's wrong?" ask Alex who opened the door.

"Mr Peter has arrived, Senor."

"Send him in!"

Alex let the middle-aged man in. His face looked unfriendly, the aura of hostility was obvious.

Max smiled faintly feeling the annoyance Peter felt. "Sit down, Papa-in-law. You must be tired of coming here, I'm sorry I couldn't get you there. You know I'm a busy man."

"Tell me, damn it! You're taking my time!" Peter clenched his hands together, his jaw hardened with a clap of teeth clearly heard.

Max chuckles. "Oh, don't be so emotionally draining, Mr. Peter. I'm just being nice to the special guest who made it into my private room. I greet you with open arms, what do you think if we sit down first?"

Max deliberately provoked the middle-aged man's anger, and it seemed to work. Peter's face flushed red, but he complied to sit on the sofa.

"Say! What do you want from me?"

A thin grin was imprinted on Max's thin lips, he glanced at Alex who was still where he stood.

Understanding that, Alex pressed a button and an impression was played on the screen.

"You might forget it after a few weeks because I'm still letting that jerk Joe live. Isn't it time to admit something, Mr Peter?"

"Th-you?" Peter's voice was choked, but his face was still trying to resist from turning deathly pale. "What do you want from me, damn it?"

"You sure you're gonna do all my bidding, Papa-in-law?"

Although reluctant, but for the sake of the company he maintained, Peter agreed.

"You're good, Papa-in-law. Then you'll have to return my stuff you stole that night."

Peter tensed. "I sold it. That stuff doesn't exist anymore."

"Oh well, then I will destroy your valuables. Paper companies that have no meaning-"

"Enough!" peter's screams filled the room. "You can't do that, asshole! You get Sara and I get your money, isn't that a perfect sale?"

"And you forgot that you stole mine once, it's payable. Your son's price is not worth my money. Besides, he's not as good as I imagined."

Peter grinned, thinking he could do something. "How about you give him back and you get yours?"

"You're not in a position to negotiate, Peter. Right now, all you can do is bow to my orders, otherwise your little company is not the only one that will be destroyed in an instant."

His hand held an object and showed it to Peter and the middle-aged man was wide-eyed.

"You .... Stopit! I'll give you back yours!"

Max laughed cynically, he patted Peter on the shoulder. "good. Come out, I'll tell you what you're doing later."

With his jaws hardened and his hands shaking, Peter exited the room.

"Alex, watch him, don't let the wild deer act."

"Si, Senor."

Max re-opened his phone which was delayed earlier. Now there are a lot of messages coming in, and that's just from the mother. Curious, he opened it. And it was a terrible surprise for him.

"Gosh, Alex! Don't let that rainbow hair ruin my eyes after coming home!"

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Sorry because these days Xie is not up and rarely replies to your comments. All because Xie had a toothache. Those who have experienced it must know how it feels, so sorry yes. Xie was glad you guys waited patiently, therefore Xie was eager to write his continuation despite still being sick.

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