The Heir Who Escaped

³². Hans's devious plan

Alana holds a rubik in her hand while looking at the back of Hendrik who is walking to the bathroom.

'Why does he look weird? Did I say something wrong?' in her heart Alana wondered, but then she came back to see the ruby in her hand.

The color that was neatly arranged is now back in disarray because he continues to move the rubiknya carelessly.

'This rubik was like how I felt about that man, very strange and too difficult for me to understand. He is just a lackey!' alana grumbled at him who was too tired to face Hendrik.

Alana had just sighed twice when the door of the room suddenly opened and it was seen Mr. Hans walking towards her.

"Uncle," Alana immediately greeted the man.

"Here, can Gibran's son help me for a moment?" Ask Hans.

"Ahh, of course. What can I help you with?" Ask Alana.

"It's just a small problem that's in my workspace. If Nak Gibran doesn't mind can you follow me there for a second?" Ask Hans.

"Ahh, of course." Alana said, and the two men rushed from Hendrik's room to Hans's office.

'Aging with this old man in a room like this, why make me feel bad?' Alana held her breath as she watched Hans close the door of her study.

'Don't think negatively Alana, this guy thinks I'm a guy who's his own son's friend. He can't possibly do anything, can he?' Alana convinces herself and sees Hans walking to a bookcase.

"Please help me here" said Hans pulling a thick book off the bookshelf.

Alana clenched her hands and walked up to the man to see what kind of trouble she needed her help there.

"This,!" Hans's face immediately changed and the man pulled a handkerchief that had been prepared on one of the shelves and drugged Alana.

"Hmmhh!!!!!" Alana was struggling strongly, she was trying to use her strength to fight Hans but unfortunately the man's strength was much greater than her.

In an instant her consciousness began to disappear and the woman drooped limp in Hans's defender.

"Basically women are useless! I'm gonna get you through this day so much fun." Said Hans immediately carrying Alana to the secret door in his study and laid the woman on her bed.

Hans walked leisurely to a table and took the medicine he used to take for his pela-curls.

"I'll see how your father can still laugh at me after the only Princess ends up in my bed!!" Hans laughed while dripping a few drops of medicine into Alana's mouth.

The man then turned on a camera in the corner of the room and took another camera to get a picture of Alana.

"That damn guy turned out to have a very tempting daughter." Hans laughed like a psychopath as he took some pictures on the sensitive body part of Alana still wrapped by Alana's clothes.

"Damn..!!! Better remove the makeup first." Hans said to go to the bathroom and get a towel with warm water and wipe Alana's face.

"Well, you look beautiful too. It would be nice if I could make you my comfort woman." Hans had his own thoughts, using a photo of Alana to threaten the woman could definitely bring Alana to her knees before him and be ready to give her body whenever she wanted.

That way he would enjoy his reply to his sworn enemy!

The perfect plan...!!!