THE PASSION OF THE CEO

CHAPTERS 284. OLIVIA GAVE HERSELF UP

Everyone listened to Verrel's explanation carefully while nodding. “Hopefully the Olivia was caught soon. So slippery he is that no one knows where he is hiding.” Deandra said. ‘The wicked woman does not deserve to enjoy free air, she should have been in jail for a long period of time,’ he continued in his heart.

“I also hope so,” says Verrel. “The old mother's pity lives alone. Tempo day had been hospitalized because of shock at the news of her son being fugitive and her husband had gone to prison.” continued Verrel again.

“Is Olivia her only child?”

“Really! That's why he's used to being pampered and getting whatever he wants since he was a kid. Which makes him unable to accept rejection!” verrel.

“Miris is right Celia's fate, but as far as I know she's a good woman. Husband in prison, his only daughter on the run, his company goes bankrupt while his property is confiscated. I don't know where he is now. It's a pity....dihari parents have to go through all those tragedies at once,” Yahya explained.

Deandra took a deep breath and then threw it down strongly, ‘Life is indeed full of irony,’ his his hiss in the heart. ‘My life used to be horrible, sold to Verrel but luckily he married me and now my life is so happy to have a good husband and love me and cute and adorable children. May it be like this forever, Lord!’

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The night was getting late, the streets were quiet. People have fallen asleep in the contest as well as Verrel and Deandra who are fast asleep hugging each other in her luxury basket. Their faces looked calm, Naomi was not there tonight as usual. Tonight Naomi sleeps at Ayu's house because this afternoon Ayu came and somehow Naomi wants to stay at Omanya's house.

Verrel woke up from his sleep and felt his chest warm by the air of his wife's body sticking. His smile expanded instantly and then kissed his wife's head full of love.

“Good night my dear” whispered Verrel with a smile. The more days the greater the love and unfortunately for Deandra. The woman muttered softly as if hearing Verrel's words, with her eyes closed she smiled.

Deandra's pretty face looks exhausted after their hot struggle, tonight they've done it many times safely and comfortably without the distraction of Naomi the annoying little monster. Verrel stroked his wife's smooth cheeks with a smile recalling all the life journeys they had taken.

As Verrel drifted into his mind, suddenly his phone on the nightstand shook. There was a call from an unknown number, Verrel glanced at the clock on the wall already indicating one o'clock in the morning, who called him at this hour?

As Verrel usually ignores the call, he is never willing to take a phone call from an unknown number. But this time the call kept coming in several times.

Verrel clucked, but he thought there might be something important otherwise why call over and over? He stood up from the bed and walked away towards the balcony so as not to disturb Deandra's sleep. He reluctantly answered the call.

“Who is this?” ask Verrel ketus.

“Halo Verrel! How's it going? Do you still like looking for women out there to vent your lust during your wife's idle time? I can help you.”

Verrel gasped, his expression instantly stiffening as he recognized the voice of the person contacting him. ‘How dare this guy! Looking to die huh?’ thought.

“Olivia?” his Verrel in a tone of disbelief.

“Wah wah...turns out you still remember with this former business partner of yours. I thought you would forget me easily hihihi.” Olivia said in a mocking tone.

Verrel gnashed his jaw with emotion, if the woman was in front of him when perhaps Verrel might have broken her neck.

“No need to bother taking care of my mother, she is also so because of her own work!” reply Olivia ketus.

“As far as you are! I'm just reminding you that you've gone too far. If you turn yourself in to the police maybe you'll get a waiver.”

“Not care about my life! Take care of your wife and child! Send a lot of bodyguards to look after your wife and child! Remember, Verrel, I will repay you and make your wife and child so fat! I'll bankrupt you!” threaten Olivia to close the call.

“Sial! How dare******that threatens me. Heh! It's not that easy to bankrupt me! Even if I go bankrupt, my wife is rich too. Fortunately no one knows which company my wife owns so everything is safe from enemy interference.”

With a hot heart gritting her jaw, she copied the phone number Olivia used and sent it to Jack with orders to trace the location of the phone number. But just as the message was being sent, Verrel suddenly received a call from Frans, his personal assistant.

‘Why does everyone contact me night-night?’ thought furious.

“Ya Frans what's wrong? Is there a problem until you forget what time it is?” ask Verrel.

“Sorry Sir! I know it's past midnight. But I want to deliver some good news, sir. Sergeant Fahrezi told me five minutes ago that Olivia came to the police station to turn herself in.”

Verrel was flabbergasted, just now he had received a threatening phone call from Olivia how could he have already turned himself in, did he call from the police station? Olivia desperately ran away when she was about to be arrested but now just come and give herself up on her own, it feels unbelievable. There must have been something planned by that cunning woman.

“Frans! Just rest tonight. You can find out in the morning the full information. I still have a hard time believing what happened. The woman must be planning something,” Verrel orders.

“Good Sir. I will check it directly to the police station tomorrow morning.” Frans replied.

Verrel hung up the phone call with a glaring look.

Her head was busy thinking about the various questions, what Olivia was planning. But no matter how hard he thought, Verrel did not get the slightest hint he could only sigh many times. He went back to the room, closed the balcony door and locked it and laid down his body beside Deandra. Then his eyes closed and fell asleep, forgetting everything that had just happened.

Next day.

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Verrel's phone shook for a while after he finished his bathroom business. Wearing a towel wrapped around her waist, she walked to the walk in closet to pick up the clothes that Deandra had placed on the small sofa there. There was a message coming in from Jack.

[Sir, my men managed to find Olivia's address and the man who helped her. We're tracking the phone number you sent. We're heading there to catch them.]

‘Wait a minute, hasn't anyone been helping Olivia? This is so strange, why is it that only Olivia herself gave herself up so easily?’ thought Verrel.