
Smith Arlington, wealthy and hardworking businessman. Close friends with many world-class Mafia. It fell on the floor of an empty building with blood rushing down from its rear head.
Then who would dare shoot a powerful man like Smith Arlington?
Deborah Arlington, wife of Smith Arlington.
All were astonished by the reckless actions of a Deborah who chose to end her husband's life rather than kill the woman he considered to be the actor.
Knowing that he was saved by his friend, Madalena tears. Such an incredible sacrifice, right?
Bodyguard Smith pointed the gun at Deborah. And was countered by the same point by Deborah.
"Your master is dead! do I still dare to fight me!" hiss Deborah to the big man.
"I swore to serve him until he was in the burrow." replied the bodyguard. "If he is still in front of my eyes, then I must defend him. Including retaliating against those who hurt my boss!"
"Well!" Deborah smiled cynically. "If you shoot me, then the day of your death will be the same for your master! an unusually loyal bodyguard apparently!" deborah glanced around.
The bodyguard followed a glance around, and found several muzzles of the gun pointed at him.
The guts of the bodyguard shrieked at that moment as well. Yet he tried to cover up with his relaxed expression and large body.
While the fight was still going on, Kimberly was about to approach Smith who was sprawled with her eyes wide open.
"Maith!" yell Kimberly hysterically. Running with his daughter, came to the man who is the biological father of his little daughter.
"Stop!" madalena shouted at Kimberly.
Kimberly's hand was checked by a Madalena bodyguard. Inevitably the weak woman stopped with tears breaking. Staring at the man he loved was being helped by a loyal bodyguard Smith.
"Smith.." he said.
"Satisfied you!" snapped Madalena. "Smith was a victim of your presence in our lives!" cecar Madalena approached Kimberly who was resting on the floor.
The woman's legs were suddenly unable to support her own body. Teresa limp boneless, jelly tubs taken from the mold.
Kimberly's little daughter cried when she saw her mother crying. And Kimberly's daughter's cry makes Madalena hate Kimberly even more. Because the child was born due to the affair of his parents.
"Women like you should just die!" madalena yelled at Kimberly's body, until Kimberly and her daughter fell down.
"Hiks!" kimberly's cries cut through the hearts of those who might have been killed by the frail woman.
Madalena smiled cynically, not caring about the woman she thought was the destroyer of the man's household.
Madalena grabbed the chin of the little girl sitting on the floor with the cry of a baby who did not understand what - what.
"You're the daughter of a whore! are you gonna be like your mom, too, huh!" madalena shouted at toddlers who did not know what it was.
Making the cry of little princess Smith and Kimberly echo even more in the empty building.
"Don't hurt that girl!" sahut Deborah who saw Madalena looked emotionally at Smith's daughter.
"Stop crying! my head feels like it's about to break, you know!" madalena in the end. Heard his best friend's orders.
And at that moment, suddenly Madalena's stomach felt hot and sick. Makes the woman snort with the look of the face withstanding pain.
"Aw!" madalena screamed in pain, holding her stomach down.
"Mrs!" jennie shouted, followed by Jennie's quick movements and her two bodyguards.
"To the hospital!" jennie's orders directed the bodyguards to carry her Nyonya.
The incident left some of the remaining people riveted. After Smith was taken away leaving the building empty. Madalena's turn left the building empty.
Leave Deborah with her bodyguards, and Kimberly and her daughter.
...🌺 Flashback Off 🌺...
"Kasian ..." - Chania.
"Is your Papa named Kenzie?" ask Michael then.
Chania shook her head slowly, "I know Papa's name is Kenzo Anata. And Renata's name on me was taken from the last names of Mama and Papa, Reana and Anata." replied Chania. "What's Kimberly Reana's name?"
Michael lifted both shoulders in response to not knowing.
"And until now there was no bright spot, how could the incident that night happen. Even though since marrying Mama, Papa stopped playing women." explained Michael. "I always feel devastated, every time I meet Mama, then I have to re-introduce myself to her. All he remembers is Michael Xavier, a 10-year-old man. Then my sister's candidate fell. And Papa is busy uncovering the truth. Also Kimberly is considered the prime suspect."
"If Madalena's great mistress..."
"Mama! call her Mama!" press Michael cut out Chania's sentence.
"But it..."
"He's your mother-in-law, isn't he?"
"But didn't he know anything about our marriage?"
"Didn't you just call her Mom?"
"I.iya.it's because of panic. So. I reflexively followed the way you called her." Chania smiled awkwardly.
Michael sighed, "just call Mama. I'm sure he was angry just because he remembered the past."
"But Michael..."
"What?"
"What if Kimberly's right what Mama Madalena means is right?" ask Chania. "Given the story that took place 21 years ago. Just when I was a year and a half."
Michael closed in, feeling unable to keep any more secrets that he knew.
"But if it's true, that means I'm not Papa Kenzo's real son?" chania muttered, "But Papa Kenzo loves me so much!"
Michael still closed his eyes as he heard Chania muttering.
"Michael, do you know who Smith Arlington is?" chania asked looking at Michael's handsome face.
"A businessman who has a greedy wife!"
"Oh yeah?"
"You even know she killed her own husband!"
"Yes!" Chania nodded.
The night is getting late, without feeling the time has shown at one night.
"We'd better get some sleep" said Michael, fixing his position. Then she pulled Chania to sleep with her.
"Yes! good night honey's! chup!" a kiss landed Chania right on Michael's cheek.
"Night too! chup" retorted Michael a brief kiss on Chania's lips.
Moments later, nafa regularly sounded from Michael. While Chania, instead of sleeping, the girl was just in a sense of curiosity.
Behind the quiet nature of Michael's story, he actually has a million questions. I can't wait to go back to Italy and read my diary.
' When will Michael return to Italy? '
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