Trapped in Love Young Master Brutal
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Arthur takes Alea to the back garden. Once there he interrogated Alea. "What actually happened? why can you act like that to me?" ask him with a glare.
"Isn't it Mr Arthur himself who made Mr Carlos change?" said Alea. "Master Arthur should be happy to see all this."
"I hate you, but I don't like you treating me that way." Said Arthur.
"Why did you set me up? and give that picture to your father?" asked Alea with a faint look.
"The photo? what do you mean by that?"
"Don't pretend you don't know! it's not your own master who says you don't like people who like to pretend to be stupid." Alea turned back to leave, but Arthur prevented him.
"Wait!" pinta Arthur, he grabbed the phone from his pants pocket. "What do you mean by this picture?" Arthur showed him the picture on his phone.
"Real true! if you've given this picture to Mr. Carlos." Instantly her tears now fell down her smooth cheeks.
"I have this picture! but I never showed it to anyone, what else to dad." Arthur objected, because he did not feel that he showed the Poto, except to Dylan. At once his heart wondered, could it be Dylan who gave the picture to his father? but for what? moreover, Dylan was also not very familiar with Carlos.
Not wanting to hear any explanation from Arthur, Alea left. Because he felt that Arthur was the mastermind behind everything.
"Arthur..." Samantha called out to him from behind with a sharp glare of eyes. Slowly Arthur turned his back to his mother.
"Mother! when was Mom there?" arthur asked a little nervously. Afraid that her mother heard their conversation.
"Mom heard it all! is it true that you framed Alea?" samantha asked with her voice raised.
"Mom, I didn't mean to be like that. I admit it! at first I was planning to show my father the photo, but I kept it off." Arthur spoke for what he was.
"After your father's important guest comes home, you should tell him everything immediately. Because Alea was innocent, after all. Your father didn't deserve to treat her like that." said Samantha.
After they finished eating, Carlos and Harry talked about the business in the living room. Carlos who has several branches in the city center, even in several countries makes him the number one person in the city. But not many people know the dark side of Carlos life because it is covered by his generous attitude.
Chamela, Stevani and Irene are Harry's wives. Talking in the family room while watching television.
Rachel took Angela to her room to look around. Angela was stunned when she saw the contents of the room were so large and plastered some glass cabinets filled with several branded items, such as bags, shoes and others.
"Sit yuk?" rachel's voice ripped her daydream. The two sat on the sofa in the room, Angela kept staring at the astonishment of the room. Suddenly his gaze was locked on the frame Poto that was above the nightstand. He picked it up and watched the photo closely.
"Why isn't Arthur here?" angela asks when she sees Carlos' big family without him.
"Sister Arthur is very anti if you want to be in a family photo like this. He must have been averse!" rachel replied, "dining in the living room there is also not a single Poto, our Poto is with him." Further.
"Oh, so." Angela mangosteen. "If you may know, Arthur has a girlfriend yet?" tanyakanya.
Instantly her question stunned Rachel. "Why did Angela ask that? does he like Arthur's brother?" inner Rachel.
"Rachel?" seeing Rachel daydreaming made Angela feel a little astonished. Is there something wrong with the question?
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Already three days Alea was treated like a servant in the Bratajaya mansion. Especially Stevani! he always behaves with her.
Arthur accidentally doesn't tell his father about Poto Alea with his friend. In the hope that Carlos would drive Alea out of the mansion and out of his life.
"You don't have to act like that to him? because you're no better than him either." Arthur stared cynically at Stevani.
Stevani looked in surprise at Arthur. If it was usually him who was careless towards Alea, why now did his attitude seem to suddenly care.
"You don't have to defend him. A woman like her does deserve treatment, even worse than this." Carlos stared intently at Alea.
"Sam*pah woman! it's not worth it to be in this house." Decak Stevani's.
"Quite Stevani! why do you always make things worse." Jerky Samantha. He looked at Arthur. "Why hasn't Arthur explained everything to Mr Carlos? I don't want my son to be a criminal."
It was looked at like that by Samantha, as if Arthur understood what was in his mother's mind. "The one in the picture is my friend." Arthur said bluntly.
"What?" Carlos was surprised and stood up from his seat.
"Yes, he's Dylan. I met him five years ago too! right after my graduation." Said Arthur.
"Then why would Alea sleep with him?" carlos asked with a bright red eye.
"I set him up on purpose! because I thought after you saw that Poto, you'd throw him out. But it didn't! I tortured him." Arthur explained.
Bugh...
instantly one punch floated right in Arthur's face. Samantha immediately stood up to Arthur, to prevent Carlos from acting further. While Alea and the others were silent, no one dared to speak up.
"If you really don't want to see her in this house, why don't you just leave!" carlos said that made everyone there surprised. "Don't you know! if there's not a single person who can oppose all of dad's decisions." Further.
"So you're more concerned with this woman than me? father's own son!" arthur's fire of rage began to burn.
"If yes! Then what do you want?" His touch.
"good. If you really want me to get out of this house, I'll gladly grant you my request." Arthur said with a disappointed look at his father.
"Arthur don't talk like that, baby! I'm sure your father is emotional! he didn't mean it." Samantha looked at Arthur.
"Mr Carlos, even though Alea and her friend Arthur did nothing! but that doesn't mean that Alea is really still holy. He could've done it with someone else, that's why he didn't want you to touch him." Stevani started provoking.
Deg. Alea and Arthur's heart stopped beating hearing Stevani's words.
