THE PASSION OF THE CEO

CHAPTER 54. THE CHAOS AT ANDINI'S HOUSE

Prangs! Prangs! Prangs!

The sound of broken window glass being hit by a hard object.  A woman ran to open the door to see who had thrown her window.  As the door opened a horde of men barged in, the woman slipped in shock and fear.

Ten burly men with the appearance of a rogue entered the house carrying large logs and began to break the belongings of the house. The sound of broken objects and thrown items was heard from the direction of a house in a luxury residential area.

“Who are you?” asked the woman who was awakened from her shock. His eyes pushyly staring at the stuff in his house poranda in an instant.  His expensive urn did not escape the target of anger, all smashed to pieces. Several men climbed upstairs, the sound of broken items coming from upstairs, Andini tried to climb upstairs but a man held her back and pushed her down to the floor. Hearing the noise, the two servants of the house entered the room and locked it without caring about the master.

“Enough! Stop!” shouted a woman about forty-five years old.  His tears flowed like river water saw a horde of men with the look of a burrowing rogue stuff in his house.  The windows of the house were also targeted. The building was no longer worthy of being called a house because it was destroyed, all the windows were broken.  I don't know how much damage the owner of the house suffered.

The woman ran to and fro trying to restrain the horde of men in black to not stop them.  Instead his body was pushed hard to hit the wall. He felt his bones being broken or sprained, the pain afflicting him.

“Ahhh...sick!” his screams felt pain all over his body that formed hard on the walls.

Repeatedly she tried to contact her husband but did not connect, because the middle-aged man was meeting with his client.

The horde of men looking rogue was satisfied after seeing the entire house destroyed.  They also walked out of the house, but one of them who looked like the leader of the mob approached the increasingly frightened Andini. Plaque! The slap of apeas on Andini's cheek made her scream in pain. “Remember! This is the first warning! If you dare to disturb the Big Lady, then next time I finish you off!”

When the man was in front of the door, he turned his body and looked at Andini sharply “Your man has taught me a lesson!” he said step away.

Andini's body trembled, her chest claustrophobic, unable to breathe.  His hand pressed against his chest.  “Are they Verrel's messengers?”

With trembling hands she tried to call her husband's cell phone.  Connected calls “Halo, Ma.”

“A—a—aku.”

What's up, ma? Why are you crying and scared,” said Amran who was anxious to hear the sound of his wife's frightened cry.

“Our house is destroyed pa,” he said weeping roaring.

“What? What happened?” his fingers were twitching his temples, puzzled as to how his house could be destroyed.

“I-it was Verrel's man here and destroyed everything,”

“Papa go home now. Mama wait there.” with a thousand steps she ordered her personal driver to drive her home.  What else did that damn kid do? The insolent! How dare he send his bodyguards back to my house? His jaw hardened and both hands clenched.  A war between father and son that has never ended in years.

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“Paaa...” the thrill of seeing her husband's arrival.  Her crying grew even more roaring as she thrust her hands onto the floor.  Amran felt very sorry to see the condition of his wife. His eyes circulated to see the condition of the house that was ravaged, his emotions were mounting. “Arrgggg.”

“Who did this?” ask him to Andini.

“The woman's man, pa.” said she heated her husband's heart.  She blames Deandra for teaching her husband a lesson.  She hated Deandra who was the Big Lady of Ceyhan so much, it meant that power was in the hands of the girl.  The thing that Andini has always wanted. ‘Status and power.’

Amran sat down on the floor next to his wife while embracing the woman's shoulder.  He listened to everything that Andini told him and also the men's threatening words to him. Andini made up her version of the story again.

Amran is getting emotional, so the female bodyguard came here and destroyed my house? You cheap woman! Watch out for you fucking girl, I'll destroy you!

“How is our house pa? All my things are destroyed,” his whining.

“I'm gonna ask for damages to that damn kid! His wife's actions have gone too far!”

Her husband's words revealed a smile on the woman's satisfied face. Amran stood up and shouted to his housemaid who came straight out.

“You clean all!” it's full of emotion. Amran was not as rich as his first son Verrel who controlled the entire wealth of the Ceyhan family. His decision to marry his mistress led him to be expelled from the family and not entitled to any wealth.

Amran walked back and forth in the room like a broken ship, thinking of his revenge plan. I don't know how much loss he suffered today, the sense of pity to see his beloved wife who cried incessantly.  He grabbed his phone, called Verrel.

Verrel who saw the incoming call from the man he hated the most, accidentally received the call.

“Hei fucking kid! How dare your wife send her bodyguards to my house! You fucking barbarians! You have to compensate for all the damage to my house!”

“That's my man! Not my wife's! Tell your bitch, stop bothering my wife or the next time I finish!”

“If you dare to hurt my wife, I will make sure the cheap woman in your house will suffer the consequences!” his voice trembled, though he was afraid yet he tried to sound calm, not that he did not know who Verrel was but for the sake of his dear wife Amran no matter how dangerous his first son was.

“You can't fight me! I'll ruin your life and your business!” sahut Verrel disconnects the phone.  Over there, Andini who heard all the talk of her husband and Verrel suddenly quivered in fear.  He asked Amran to put up a speaker so he could hear their conversation.  Hearing Verrel's threat that would destroy her husband's business, she couldn't imagine her life would be ruined.

“Pa, tell Rico to come home soon.” his whine is still shedding tears. ‘Yes geez. How about this, I don't want to live destitute like I used to. I snatched my husband from his wife to live a luxurious life but until now could not enjoy the wealth of the Ceyhan family.  Even that damned woman who enjoys all the luxuries, he murmured softly. Glanced at Amran who was standing some distance away so as not to hear his words.

“I'll call the kid. If you can, tomorrow he has to go home.”. Verrel's wedding is on Saturday, given that Amran wants to plan something.  For a moment he hesitated, because the marriage would be covered by all the media.  If he was careless then his destruction would have been sure to happen. And it affected his beloved son.  “Arrrggggg.” he ruffled his hair irritated.