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The next day, at Allen's mansion many people gathered on J. J. Abrams' orders.

Some witnesses said his wife was innocent, had nothing to do with their problems. JJ Abrams, gather them all. Even some of the invited guests last night, had to be dragged into this matter.

Camelia sat down beside her husband. The game starts soon, Morris. Down these are the last seconds of your life. I hope this surprise of mine, the first time is very special in you.The inner, full of passion.

Making a Down, getting angrier to the pretentious Camelia knows nothing. This woman, really sneaky apparently. He was able to trap me in big trouble, destroying my life and reputation. This time, I will teach you a lesson, sweet lady. Even your own husband, will hate you for a lifetime.Batin Down, very angry with Camelia.

Albino, sitting next to Down is a little embarrassed to remember what happened last night. While Helen, crying hiccups in the arms of her mother.

GODDAMNIT! Where I can, I'm playing along with Mr. Down. I guess Miss Camelia, apparently a useless parasite.Batin Albino, glanced at Camelia.

A man was standing tall, wearing a military uniform next to Helen. Complete with his weapons, even some other military members.

Military members took part in the case, able to fight Katrina.Batin Camelia, praise herself.

The atmosphere was getting gripping, there were whispers of people around and reporters were covering directly.

 Several lawyers took part in the case, before proceeding to the green table. J. J. Abrams, wanted to know the truth without anything out of the ordinary.

"Include me Vino, a lawyer chosen by the judge directly. Everything is gathered together, we'll straighten this out. First I'll ask Miss Camelia, first". Mr. Vino, forward approaching Camelia.

J. J. Abrams, holding his wife's hand and kissing as well. Camelia, smelled her smile as she blushed shyly. "My dear, I'm sure you have nothing to do with this matter".

"My husband, don't think weird about this. Where could I possibly do, anything else endanger my life". Camelia chuckles, smiles brightly and glances down.

Down, it gets hotter seeing the romantic scene of the two of them. Eager to separate between them, then throw JJ Abrams far away.

"Miss Camelia, is it true that your dress is wet from being spilled by Miss Helen's drink?". Ask Mr. Vino, huddle up to J. J. Abrams.

"Yes, that's it". Camelia answered, smiling slightly. Oh, still time-deprived apparently. I guess get to the point, let's get started.

"Well, we continue to ask Miss Helen". Mr. Vino, turn towards Helen who is still crying hiccups. "Miss Helen, can you stop crying now?".

Helen, wiped her tears and nodded slowly.

"Why did Miss Helen wet Miss Camelia's dress? We've seen the cctv, where Miss Helen accidentally spilled a drink into Miss Camelia's dress. Is there a problem between you?". Vino asked, contactfully making the others confused to hear.

"Sir Vino, we straightened out the problem in that room. Then why ask the others?". Rose, immediately snapped the words of lawyer Vino to his son Helen.

"Mrs Rose, can you shut up and take this interrogation". J. J. Abrams stood up from his seat. Camelia, immediately pulled the husband's hand to sit back.

"Maybe Miss Helen, accidentally spilled a drink onto my dress last night. You see, we don't have anything wrong". Camelia's voice, defending Helen.

"After I found out Miss Camelia, wanted to go to the toilet last night. I immediately gave him one paper, to meet me in a room". Albino said, straight away.

"A paper of Albino sir. All right, what's the writing on that paper Miss Camelia?". Ask Mr. Vino.

Camelia, the more nervous she was to tell the truth of her husband's fear of going berserk first. "Hmmm...Mr. Albino, meet me in room 303. The paper is still in the hands of my private secretary, Flower".

The look on J. J. Abrams's face, already wrathful to see Albino's face and want to beat him all out. "Sir Albino, do you think my wife is cheap? You dare to take my wife into the room, want to die in my hands!". Shouted J. J. Abrams, it was soon possible that Camelia and her men were holding J. J. Abrams' body.

Albino, frightened to see J. J. Abrams' sharp grin and the atmosphere grew increasingly violent.

Jecky, ask people around to be quiet and calm. Finally JJ Abrams, began to calm down to hear the persuasion of his beloved wife.

In the other corner, 3 a series of watching this event that is so interesting and the center of attention of others.

Flowers, give me the paper that Albino wrote last night. Then, give it to Mr. Vino and start to open his voice again.

Mr. Vino, approach Camelia again and ask her something. "Miss Camelia, after getting the paper given by Mr. Albino. Did miss, go straight to that room?".

"Yes, Miss Camelia went straight upstairs and I followed her from behind". Sahut Down, direct.

"True, I did go upstairs to the toilet the waiter told me about. But I'm not going to that room". Deny Camelia, direct.

"I also saw it clearly, Camelia did indeed rise to the top. But, I was a few steps late until I didn't know Mr. Down was following Miss Camelia". Albino continued, the atmosphere was getting hotter and tense.

"Then, what about Miss Helen?". Ask Mr. Vino, glancing at Helen who was bowed head.

"I deliberately followed Mr. Albino because there was something I wanted to say. Probably better in four eyes, than many people know". Helen answered, squeezing the edge of her shirt.

"I saw directly with my eyes, Miss Camelia came into the room. The door is closed, but not locked. I still remember the room, it was dark and there were faint lights from where it was. Miss Camelia, deliberately teasing me in bed by posing so seductive". Said Down, showing his finger right in front of Camelia.

J. J. Abrams, stared intently at Camelia who was shocked to hear Mr. Down's remark. However, curious about his wife's answer was still relaxed.

"Right, the atmosphere of room 303 was pitch-black and vaguely vague. But, I don't remember what came next and all of a sudden the three of us did some indecency". Albino, knead his temple.

"Miss Helen, what about you?". Ask Mr. Vino, looking at Helen's worried face.

"I went inside trying to find a light switch in the room, but there was someone holding my hand. I thought Mr. Albino, because I saw Mr. Albino go in. Then, I don't remember anything anymore". Helen answered, still lowering her head.