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Preparation

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There will come a time when you laugh at the days you once mourned his departure. And believe me, in that very moment your heart has healed.

Maxwell Del Montana

A man in blue was on the floor of his room. There was a deep sadness from the look in his eyes. His right hand squeezed out a piece of white paper draped in black ink while in his left hand he stared wretchedly at a glittering object.

A cynical smile was imprinted on his lips, but his wife had abandoned him. The woman left with a letter that read I'm saying goodbye.

Sick? Max felt it. He regretted that he did not take good care of his wife. And the words of Sarah in the letter tore her heart apart.

"Sorry, I'll stay selfish, honey. You won't be able to run away from me forever. We promised before God" he murmured with a grin.

He squeezed the paper with emotion and threw it away. His blue eyes dimmed, recalling the events that misled his heart.

"I don't know what game you're playing, Atlanta, but right now you can't run from my grasp."

Max got up from his seat, came out of the room and found Alex waiting for him there.

"Don't give the woman network access. I wonder what other steps he would take to tease me."

Alex nodded. "Good, Senor. Dan, sorry."

Max cringing. "Sorry for what?"

"I hit you too hard, Senor."

Max grinned, and inwardly he justified Alex's actions. "Then you have to pay with your life, Alexander."

"I'll do it, Senor."

"Where is the Mad One? Why isn't she with you?"

"You know what he's doing here, Senor."

The owner of the blue bead looked at Alex sharply. "Call him. Don't let him have fun first. I have a job for him."

"Okay, Senor."

Alex turned around and left. "And also, send the girl to take care of Adrian in the hospital. I don't want Gerald to take advantage of him."

Alex chuckles, he knows what Max is worried about. "Dove isn't that easily persuaded, Senor."

"Damn it, you don't know anything about liking. The devil will rule them."

After Alex passes from there, Max goes to a place on the other side of the mansion. Hidden places filled with moss and dirt.

Behind the mossy walls, Max stopped his steps. He stared intently at the door that was connected inside. As he walked in, a loud sound of laughter greeted him.

"Oh, wolf leader, you're finally here. Get me out of here, I don't know where your wife is."

Max stared at the woman in the darkness, only a glimmer of light from the open door became his light. He looked at the appearance of the woman who had once filled his heart in that past.

Messy and unmanageable. Coupled with chains on her hands and feet, Alana looks like an animal in the slaughterhouse.

The place was unkempt, many lice and fungi stuck to the walls and floor. And the dark dominates because Max never lets anyone put a lamp in there.

Therefore, Max chuckled. "You fit in this kind of look and place, Atlanta. Oh, or should I call you Mrs Cabrera?"

Alana chuckles. "Have you forgotten your call to me, Bebe? I know you love me and even let your wife go to maintain our relationship. You can't do this to me, Bebe."

"Huh, I've suddenly forgotten that. And bebe?" Max chuckled loudly and approached Alana who was clashing with chains on her legs and hands tied tight.

"Disgusting call! Just as disgusting as you are!" max said while gripping Alana's chin firmly with two fingers.

"You love me, Max. Nothing has changed from that."

"No, I never felt I had loved a beard that opened its legs to another man."

"You love me, Max. That's fact!" Alana laughed loudly until the chains in her hands rattled. He looked at Max with an innocent look like he did at the beginning of the meeting with Max.

Therefore, Max was disgusted. He threw Alana's body on the damp, moldy ground.

"I regret my days of crying over a cheap walk like you" Max said, and passed by.

"Max, let me go! You can't do this to me, Max! You love me!"

The man caught his ear from Alana's cry. Max is no longer interested. In his mind there was only his wife.

"Sorry, Senor. They lost track of Senora by the lake. And his phone's off, too."

Max exhaled a rough breath. Where did the wild cat go?

"Many people are looking for it in all corners of the country. Find it before dawn!"

"Okay, Senor."

Max threw his phone in bed. "I'll find you wherever you go, honey. I still need to punish you for letting go of our rings."

Max looked back at the ring. A diamond ring that has been prayed for in the name of God to unite them.

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"You must find my son-in-law immediately, Naughty Child! It's your fault that you left the fence of your house open so that the coyote entered."

Deborah hit Max's head sitting next to her.

"Come, Mom. You know I was drugged and framed."

"That nut knows you're a fool!" deborah shouted right in Max's ear.

"Geez, Mom, you're making me deaf."

Once again Max got a hard blow on his shoulder. "Stupid kid! I don't know who you look like! My husband was never that stupid and let his wife go at night."

Upon hearing from Gerald that Sara had left the house, Deborah scolded Iglesias that very night. Begging to find Sara as soon as possible and wanting to come to the mansion right then and there to tear Alana apart.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I'll find my wife as soon as I can" said Max as Deborah's stern gaze troubled him.

"I think by pretending to be strong, Sara will be able to face the net. But you got into his catch. It's a shame as a man."

Max caught no meaning from that sentence. "Mom, what do you mean?"

"I forced Sara to reveal her heart to you because she was ashamed. And you wasted that chance, I'm sorry I trusted you, Max."

Max now knows the reason Sara turned into someone else when she came home from Valencia. It turns out that the mastermind is Deborah.

"Mom, you're making a mistake! I think he's pretending. You should have told me that, Mom."

"What is pretending?! Andwhat?! I made a mistake?! Huh, you shameless scoundrel! You should be ashamed of not being able to look after the woman you love!" deborah yelled and hit Max with her expensive bag.

"Or do you deny now that you don't love Sara? You wimps! I've never given birth to a child who's a pathetic loser."

Max silent. He looked at Deborah who was yelling angrily at him.

"Why are you looking at me like that, you son of a bitch?"

"Mom, how do you know that I love Sara?"

Just then, Iglesias approached. He sat down beside Deborah and was about to hug her. But Deborah first brushed off his hand and passed from there.

"Teach your son well. Take out the demon that possessed her first before it touches me!"

Before he left, Deborah turned around. "Bring Sara home as soon as possible. Otherwise, don't expect Alara to forgive you."

Max let out a rough sigh, he looked at the crumpled father beside him.

"Dad, are you okay?"

"I'm sorry, Max. My men didn't manage to stop them. But they managed to plant a tracker on his body."

"How can you?"

"With a needle shot at close range."

Iglesias gives the tablet and Max is shocked to see Sara's current position.

"Dad, are you sure?"

The middle-aged man nodded. "Maybe it's part of your unresolved past" Iglesias said. "Bring my son-in-law home. I'll just monitor you from here."

Max nodded. "Thank you, Dad."

Then Max called Alex. "Give us our bait, Alex. We're gonna catch a big fish!"

"Si, Senor."

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