The Revenge of the President

Chapters 104. Unremaining

Left the Dave family, who were having dinner. We're moving on to the family of Dave's ex-wife-to-be.

Fira was venting her anger, at the stuff in her house. The jars and vases, scattered on the floor, became crystal flakes.

The servants, choosing to stay away from being targeted. This afternoon, the hostess came home with a reddened face.

Without saying anything, he directly threw the cup, which contained hot tea. Only his breath, which was seen going up and down as it held in anger. He kept calling someone, repeatedly, but the results were the same. No one picked up and ended up, with him slamming his phone.

"Alexa." The tone was low, but the face was filled with grudges.

Fira just found out, if her stepson, has returned from abroad. He also just found out, if at this time, he already has nothing.

He was too busy spending money. Forgetting yourself, something important. Being careless and unaware, if the enemy has done further, without him noticing.

Houses, shares, companies and property, in the name of the husband and Clarissa, have changed hands. His shares as well. His only treasure, which became his life support. Already fell in the hands of stepchildren.

Apparently, all traitors. Unexpectedly, the people, who worked on him for many years were Alexa's confidants. The lawyer, and his personal assistant, were the people he trusted the most.

"Stop!"

Fira. The husband just got home from work, pretending to know nothing.

"Why? Why did you do that to me?" shout Fira.

"Whatchu mean? She's my daughter, my only heir."

Fira laughed blandly. Only now, he wants to admit Alexa is his daughter. For years, Alexa was just a niece and not a child.

"Your daughter? Hahahaha, that's funny! Why now?"

Bagas threw his face away. Why just now? Because he regretted his mistake. Although, it was too late, but giving the inheritance to his son was a natural thing. After all, he already had no other successor.

"I'm tired."

Bagas chose to leave, but the wife prevented his move.

"You want to throw me away, now? After, all these years, you want to throw me away like trash, because it's no longer useful."

"I never said that. After all, why are you questioning the inheritance that my daughter is entitled to? You're still his mother and get your rights every month."

Prang.

A vase of flowers returned, landing on the floor. Not that, what he wanted. All treasures must be within his grasp. That was the purpose of his life all along.

"But why did you give it all to him? How's my? I'm your wife!"

"We are no longer young. For what, having such a treasure. Let my daughter manage it. Tomorrow I'll give him his name back. So, prepare!"

Bagas continued his steps. No matter, with tears on his face. After all, only treasures fell to his daughter, not anyone else.

Fira's anger, no longer unstoppable. He cursed and cursed Alexa. Destroying goods, which are near it, as a form of impingement. He should have everything, not Alexa.

If only!

Fira pecked, the word if it came to his mind. If only his daughter were alive. It's not like this.

Waitaminute! The damned woman who caused the beginning of her self-destruction. The woman whose status to date, he did not know. Either she lives as a maid in Dave's house or vice versa. Since coming to Dave in the hospital. He is lazy to find out, because Dave gives him a satisfactory answer.

But, come to think of it, it's strange, if that woman is nobody. But, having a personal servant beside him.

"I forgot about that woman!" said Fira.

He dragged his steps, sat on the couch. Mind distracted. He's going to go to the woman. If he turns out to be his daughter's successor, then he will not stay silent. Moreover, with his chaotic state like this.

"Good night, Miss." The voice of the servant was heard welcoming someone. It's certain, it's who.

Fira looked up, someone who provoked her emotions, appearing without a sense of sin. Pulling the suitcase, casually. In fact, it was as if I had not seen the chaos in the house.

"This is your call, TAN-TE!" Alexa grins. He was obviously mocking this woman.

"Poor!"

"Hahhahaha..., Aunt, why? Be careful, emotions can shorten life!" Alexa threw Fira's hand.

Walk away, waving hands no matter.

"I will repay you! Just look! I'll take everything that's mine!"

Fira immediately entered the room, grabbed the bag and called the waiter, to prepare the car. He's got to go see Dave and the woman. He could use his ex-daughter-in-law. Asking for help, for his broken state.

The driver was out of the yard, driving at moderate speed.

"Can you hurry? It could be midnight if you're slow."

"Sorry, Madam."

Fira is still overcome by emotions, fortunately she does not drive. If he did, he would somehow be speeding up this time.

They have arrived but are not welcome to the page. In fact, the gate is still closed.

"Open!" fira orders security at Dave's house. People, this must have known him and opened the fence quickly.

"Sorry, Madam. Master is not at home. Please back!"

"You're kicking me out!" Fira slams the car door on her way out. His anger doubled. "You don't know who I am! I'm Clarissa's mother. Now, open the door!"

The security guards, just stared at each other. One of them returned to the post, to report inside the house.

"Sorry, Madam. You can't get in!"

"Where's Dave? Call her! Dare to treat me like this!"

"Master is not home. You can come back or wait here."

The insolent! It's over, Fira's patience. His breath was up and down with a flushed face. His voice was almost gone, because he was screaming. He got back in the car, not knowing what to do.

He cannot return, in this way. Alexa has returned home. The girl, no longer what she used to be, is submissive and afraid of her.

But, if you have to wait like this. He felt his pride, trampled. Moreover, he was not at all welcome to enter.

"How, Madam?"

"We wait. Get the car back, don't block the road."

"Okay, Madam."

Fira leaned back, closing her eyes. He continued to catch his breath, as if easing his anger.

Relax, Fira! Cool out! Only Dave can help you. He murmured, continuing to catch his breath.

Time goes on, without feeling it. Fira was getting bored and tired of waiting, especially with an uncomfortable position. He kept staring at his watch.

For three hours, he waited. No sign, Dave's coming back. Fira gets out of the car, meets the security guard.

"It's been three hours, I've been waiting. When's he coming back?"

Bebebba.

The sound of car horns, it sounded. Fira turned her head and looked at the car lights, hitting her face. Fira did not step aside, still standing in front of the gate that was wide open. Even though, the security officer, kept asking for it.

Deg.