Tania And Her Revenge

Legitimate owner

"Sorry, Sir! You can't just walk into a house if you haven't made an appointment yet," security check guard in front of the gate after a supercar Pagani huayra dark green with a blend of dark gray in the hood and cockpit honking loud enough to open the door.

"I don't need an appointment with anyone, to get into my own house" Galen said as he restarted the engine.

Security is certainly confused. He did not know Galen. And, casually the young man said that he was the owner of the house that he had been guarding for the past 5 years.

"Are you less sane? Recognize someone else's home as your own. As long as you know, Sir! This is Mr. Gaston Adolf's house! Only son of Lady Sharon Pierce, the famous actress who has been legendary."

Galen clucking. "The legend? Is he dead?" sahut cynical. "Open it or I'll hit that gate!" galen made a choice.

Before the security replied, Galen had already rewinded his car. He prepared to take a swing to hit the high gate that was in front of it. Without any doubt at all, he drove a car at a high speed that made the security a crime and inevitably asked his friend to help open the gate as soon as possible.

KRIETTE!!!

The sound of tyres rubbing against the courtyard rang out loud. Security was shuddering in horror at the sight of a car that seemed to rotate several times because it was suddenly dismissed by the driver after successfully entering without having to have a scene of fence destruction.

When he realized, Galen had stepped casually to enter the house. The security guard and his two friends quickly chased and confronted Galen at the front door before entering.

"Surge!" galen's word is cold.

"I told you, you're barred from entering!"

"I'm entitled to enter. It's my house!" Galen encouraged security but he was encouraged by the two security colleagues.

"You want to play rough, huh?" challenge Galen to laugh.

"You ask for yourself, sir!"

"All right! Go y'all!" Galen moved his hand, gesturing to allow the three security to beat him up.

Even a fight is inevitable. It's just that, Galen easily avoided the attacks of the security who were easy to read. For those of you who are used to fighting since escaping from Haley and Jeremy's residence and living on the streets, this kind of fight is nothing. Once, Galen was bullied by ten other teenagers at once. That was when he was in his second year of high school. And, armed with a strong determination not to be easily suppressed, he managed to defeat the ten teenagers even though he had to end up in the hospital because of injuries that were also quite severe.

"What's this?" the host shouted as he heard a commotion from downstairs.

In his position, Galen had already made it in. Two security he dragged and then he threw one by one to the living room sofa. Meanwhile, one more he left lying in front of the entrance because he had fainted first when his nape in the face of Galen.

"Whoa ka..," Gaston's voice choked at the end of his throat when he saw who was coming. Someone he hadn't seen in a long time and he had forgotten that there was ever in this world. None other than his own brother.

Gaston clearly recognized the face. A face so similar to that of Father who had abandoned him and also his mother in the past.

"How come you're here? Don't you have a new family?" ask Gaston riled up.

"Why? Is there something wrong with me here?" Galen asked back. He casually landed his buttocks on a single sofa facing off against a long sofa where two security Gaston men were half conscious.

"Get out!" Without further ado, Gaston approached Galen and pulled on Galen's collar until the man stood up. "You don't deserve to be here! Just go! Your house isn't here, Galen!"

"Let go!" Galen slammed Gaston's hand easily. "You're supposed to get out of here, ka-kak!" Intentionally he pressed his words in the last sentence. "This is my house! You're the one who shouldn't be here!"

Gaston. "No. My house! Mother gave it to me!"

"Ckckck..," Galen looked down at the older brother. "What mercy! Unfortunately, this home certificate is indeed in my name! You and your mother it's okay if I take you to court!"

"Bad!" Gaston's hands clenched. In just a split second, his fists floated about to hit Galen. However, the younger brother apparently can easily avoid. As a result, he was hit and fell to the floor.

"Honey..," cried Julia while covering her mouth. He immediately approached the lover and helped the man to stand up.

"Who are you? Why are you doing this to my girlfriend, huh?" julia asked Galen angrily.

"From what I've heard, your wife is blind. But why is this one seeing? Or, maybe he's your mistress mistress, Gaston?" Galen's index finger pointed at Julia who immediately glared unacceptable.

"Don't interfere with my business!"

Galen thought for a moment. Before long, the man laughed loudly. "So, my guess is right. You married your wife just for the sake of treasure? Is that so?" Galen shook his head. "What a pity, that woman."

"I told you, don't interfere, Galen!" snapped Gaston while wiping the corners of the bleeding lips.

"How would his family have known of your treatment of him, Gaston?"

"Shut up!"

"What are they gonna do to you?"

"I said shut up!" snarl Gaston again.

Seeing the elder brother like a possessed man, Galen was so satisfied. Feeling quite playful for today, he also sauntered casually towards a room that was downstairs. The room was chosen at random. It was the first one to catch the tail of his eyes, so it was also his choice.

"Where are you going?" gaston asked as he saw his sister stepping into a room.

"Rest!" galen replied lazily.

"I won't let you stay here, Galen! You hear?"

Galen stopped and turned around. "Indeed, I don't need your permission to stay in my own house, brother!"

"Bad!" gaston was upset to see Galen's behavior.

"You're the one who's got to keep ethics here, Gaston! You're the one riding, not me!"

BRACKET!

The door was closed roughly from the inside. That made Gaston's frustration grow.

"Why does he have to go home now anyway?" gerrutu annoyed.

"Who is he, honey?" julia asked confusedly.

"My sister!" answer Gaston briefly.

Julia's eyebrows are wrinkled. "Sister? But why not look alike? He's more.. handsome," Julia's great-grandson at the end of the sentence.

"What did you say?" Gaston immediately strangled Julia's neck. "You're saying he's more handsome?"

"He-stop, Honey! I can ma-ti," said Julia staggered.

Aware of his behavior that could be fatal, Gaston released his grip violently and then snorted uncontrollably. Meanwhile, Julia staggered and almost fell if she did not hold on to Gaston's arm.

"You just misheard it, honey!" julia said reasoned.

"really?"

Julia nodded. "I told you, you and him look different. And, he's a lot taller," he said, making up excuses.

Gaston begins to believe Julia's words. The rude man slowly calmed down and sat down on the sofa of his former sister. His eyes stared in dislike at the two security people who were still lying helplessly in front of him. Want to be forced to move, but their battered condition does not seem possible.

"He is my real brother. His face looks different because he inherited the face and physique of our Father. Meanwhile, I'm much more like our mother."

Julia approached Gaston and wrapped her arms around Gaston's neck from behind.

"Then, what did he mean, he said that this is his house, honey?"

Gaston again sighed. "All of that is true. This house is the inheritance house of our father especially for him."

"So, this isn't your house?" peekik Julia shocked. The magnificent palace that he dreamed of was apparently not the property of the lover. And now the rightful owner has returned. Julia was getting confused and panicked. Don't let his dream of becoming a mistress at home should just crash. No. gabe. Can't!