VENGEANCE OF ILLEGITIMATE CHILDREN

Suspecting

"Joice Maven? You saw Joice, where?"

"I didn't see Brother Joice, pa. But this is almost a copy of Kak Joice's photo,"

"You mean" Jaxon was confused by what his son said. Just now she said like she saw Joice, but after her no, just saw her resemblance. Then which one is right? "Tell me clearly, papa can't guess what's in your brain,"

"When I came here earlier, I saw someone whose face was almost similar to that of Brother Joice, but this was in the male version. There's just a difference in the iris of his eyes and lips."

"Then?"

"Why do I think it's Brother Joice's son, anyway,"

"Child Joice? Is that really Joice's kid? Are you sure?"

"That's just my guess. I will ask my men to investigate the young man. And I hope he's really Joice's son."

"If the young man is Joice's son, then Joice could be you in New York.  You have to find him." George nodded.

All this time he was looking for his brother's whereabouts long enough. But still no results, and now just waiting for news from his men who investigated several months in New York City, whether they found the whereabouts of his brother in this city or not. If his whereabouts are said to be in New York City, maybe the young man was his older brother's son who was still in the womb. 

"Papa take it easy. Earlier I gave orders to my men to look for the whereabouts of Kak Joice in this city. If he really was in this city, then that young man might just be his son,"

"I hope to find them soon. Long enough I've been looking forward to it coming back, but to this day I still can't find its existence."

"The patient father. We must have found Joice and his son." Jaxon nods, hoping to meet his long-lost daughter after becoming pregnant with an unknown man.

"Then what about that guy?" Jaxon asked about the man he had asked to investigate, possibly having something to do with his daughter in the past.

"Max is still investigating, hopefully his suspicions about the man are true, that the man is the cause of the sister getting pregnant and leaving," Jaxon nodded, hoping Max would soon find what he was looking for.

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At Evan's house in Lucifer's room. Lucifer opened his laptop and hacked the workshop's CCTV. He wanted to contact his friend, but somehow there was doubt in his heart and ended up just paying attention to what they were doing. 

Lucifer picked up his phone and called the old man, asking if what he asked for was taken care of or not.

"What's wrong? Do you need anything else?" Abraham asked across the phone.

"No, just wanted to call you. Oh yeah did you find anything about who wanted to kill me?"

"Yes, I found something just that I had a little doubt about what my men found."

"Say, what you found," Lucifer wanted to find out who the old man suspected. Could it be as he expected, the person closest to him.

"My men always see one of your friends in the workshop always contacting someone. I don't know why I suspect he may have been involved in your murder. From his strange behavior made me even more suspicious," explained the old man making Lucifer silent. Somehow what he thought was the same as an old man, that one of his friends was trying to betray him. 

"Could it really be him. But why would he do that? What was my lack of him all this time?" Lucifer murmured as if he could not believe that it was the truth.

"Investigate further. If it proves to be him, don't let him loose,"

"Hm, I keep asking my men to monitor it." 

As the call ended, Lucifer looked at his three friends in the workshop, his gaze cold. His mind is confused, hoping that what he thinks is not right. 

"I hope it's not one of you,"

Just thinking not one of them, Lucifer saw CCTV footage, one of his friends went and picked up the phone by moving away. Lucifer's forehead is wrinkled. Why is it that every time he sees one of his friends picking up a call must go away from his two friends. Actually what was talked about to do stealth like that.

While in the workshop, one of them was now standing not far from his friend picking up a call from someone. 

"How's it?"

"It's very hard to find her, sir."

"Do it slowly and carefully. Don't let him see where you are and arrest you," 

"Okay sir, I'll do it."

The man who had just spoken on the phone was none other than Rifky turned to look at his two friends who worked hard. He sighed, I hope everything is okay. 

Dion and Hamdan turned to look at Rifky, "Who, your lover?"

"of course. I am the only one who has a boyfriend. Not like you guys are Joneses,"

"Damn lo, you've got a girlfriend who just wants to insult us," Dion was upset and threw a key at Rifky. Rifky laughed seeing the annoyed faces of the two of them. 

As they were joking, one came to greet the three of them. Farhat's brother-in-law Lucifer who almost every day took the time to come to the workshop to say hello and see if the workshop is fine or increasingly crowded.

"Well, how excited you are today."

Dion and Hamdan turned and nodded. "It's like this, brother. Lucifer's absence should remain spirited,"

Rifky was silent, not answering. Farhat who looked turned his head towards Rifky, and patted his shoulder.

"What's wrong with you, you're okay, right?"

Rifky nodded, saying if he was okay. Seeing Farhat come off inexplicably makes Rifky unhappy. Not long ago Rifky tried to keep his distance from Farhat. For that reason only Rifky knew.

"Thank God you're okay. Oh yeah, sister's wife brought you guys some food, I put it inside. Your hands look dirty,"

"Well thanks. Sorry always a hassle,"

"No problem. You guys are like my sisters too,"

Farhat went inside the workshop, put the food he brought inside. Room for them to rest and relax if there are no customers. Fairly broad. There is a living room and two rooms, as well as a kitchen. 

Rifky's eyes could not be separated from the incoming Farhat. His face turned cold and disliked.

Lucifer who noticed all of that frowned, why did he see as if Rifky disliked Farhat, could it be that Rifky had bad intentions on her brother. Or was afraid that Farhat would take over his workshop and that made Rifky unhappy. A lot of negative thinking goes through Lucifer's brain. It's complicated to break everything down.

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