The Love Struggle of the Mafia Master
The Part 23
Clasy who had arrived at the door of the Browns mansion immediately went down and ran towards the living room. There he also saw Max sitting down.
"Where's Camella?" ask Clasy.
"In the living room room room, sir is still there, too" Max replied. But he did not look at Clasy making the woman even more upset made by Max.
"Where is Camella's bag," asked Clasy, because it was her main purpose coming here tonight. Max merely turned his gaze for a moment toward the bag of Camella beside him.
Clasy immediately picked up the bag and immediately left the max without further ado.
"Ah, shit I forgot to see that thing," inner Max. But it was too late, Clasy had already taken the thing first.
"Clasy, wait a minute" cried Max.
"I don't have time for you" replied Clasy leaving Max alone there.
"I'm not asking for your time, but his bag," inner Max saw Clasy's departure.
"Ah shit, indeed this woman is just heaven for the eyes but poison for the heart," inner Max.
He had said that before and it was evident this time when he had to face Clasy.
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Rhadika was shocked to see the way Camella was sitting on the bed there. Similar, no. But it is exactly the same as the position of his deceased wife when sleeping.
One of Camella's legs was lifted up onto the bolster and her face was hidden in the pillow.
Rhadika was holding her heart that was beating so fast. "No, no, many people sleep like that, there is no way a human can live for the second time" Rhadika said.
Rhadika also considered other things. His wife Rosaline never wore skimpy clothes, especially her chest, stomach and open back. It was the hallmark of his wife and was very different from the woman Camella was currently sleeping there.
He becomes weak when reminded of his wife. If asked if he misses his little wife of course, but what can I do?
Rhadika chose to leave the room and head to her private room where there was a shine there. She had met Clasy at the entrance and handed Camella into the woman's hand.
Clasy went in and saw Camella's dress and stature.
"Aish brother, already know not able to drink even in forced. I'm the one who bothered" cried Clasy while building Camella.
She already considered Camella as her own sister. Because of Camella's guilt and humble attitude, Clasy has a lot of respect for Camella.
He briefly wrapped Camella's body and walked out of the room. He calls Vill's uncle to pick up Rosaline's clothes from Shine's room for Camella to wear.
After that he went back to the room where Camella was there. He took Camella who was drunk and bathed her for quite a long time.
Clasy was in trouble because Camella kept moving to and fro in obscurity.
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Rhadika who was already in Shine's room approached and gently rubbed her son's head. He smiled faintly at the way his son slept almost the same as his late little wife.
Rhadika hears the door open and sees Vill's uncle coming into Shine's room.
"Sorry sir, I was told by Ms. Clasy to take one of Rosaline's clothes for Miss Camella" Vill's uncle reported.
"Take one of my camejas from my room. He has no right to wear my wife's shirt" cried Rhadika flat. Uncle Vill retreats after getting orders.
Rhadika went up and laid down beside her son. Automatic little boy immediately raised his small legs to the stomach of the Daddy. Rhadika smiled looking at the behavior of his son who was the same as his wife.
"CK, at least this can treat my longing and loss Baby," inner Rhadika.
Clasy who got the shirt from Uncle Vill just shut up and put the oversized white cameja on Camella's body. After that he resigned and returned from the Rhadika mansion. He also brought the necklace with him.
This time he won't go home, but he has to go somewhere first. He got a report from his subordinates that they had already found traces of Thomas before.
He had to make sure first to make sure that it really was Thomas.
He drove his car to the address given by his subordinates. "He did not get out of the car but observed from afar. Clasy smiled faintly at the sight before her through the binoculars.
Clasy holds a grudge against Thomas. He lost his father and was enslaved for about two years.
"Thomas, it turns out you're really alive" said Clasy. "It's like you're in love with Camella isn't it? Let's see how far you're going Thomas fucking, "inner Clasy. He dropped his binoculars and got into the car.
He should not be too conspicuous because even trees can talk. So he should take it safe and should not be rash.
"I'll make you fall in Camella's arms, see who's more tormented. Me or you," cried Clasy smiling smirk and drove her car.
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