Young Master's Choice

I Don't Know Shame

Now that Dhira was in front of the dining table, preparing to eat breakfast as well as his lunch, for some reason lately he was very difficult to get up early, he said, maybe because it was too tired to serve Hexa plus had to stay up every night, it seemed like the body was very crumpled when it woke up.

"Sir Wang," called Dhira in a slight whisper.

"Yes, Miss."

"That's the problem, don't tell Mr. Hexa, yes." Dhira smiled slightly, trying to persuade.

"Why, Miss?"

"Haish, just don't be told, it could be dangerous." Dhira did not want to give the reason.

However, the woman is a former lover of Hexa, she is afraid that she will get her reward if it is discovered that she has provoked Ressa.

Mr. Wang scratched his head while smiling uneasily. Dhira looked frowned at the middle-aged man.

"Why, Sir?"

"It's too late, Miss. I already told him. After all, there was nothing to hide from the young master, the entire cctv in every corner part of this house, it was always monitored by the young master." Mr. Wang tried to explain.

"What?" Dhira instantly stopped his mouthful.

"So that means, all this time he was also always monitoring my movements in this house?" Dhira was wide-eyed, impatiently waiting for an answer from Mr. Wang.

While the middle-aged man also looked uneasy to say it.

"It can be, it can't be, Miss." Can only say that, because he did not know when his employer would check the cctv footage in this house.

"Oh, so this is the secret?" Dhira nodded in understanding.

"What secret, Miss?" Suddenly Mr. Wang was curious.

Instead of answering, Dhira instead daydreamed, deepening in his heart.

'Now I know, the incident at the airport at that time, must not have been a coincidence.' Dhira narrowed his eyes sharply, now that he had realized the truth about yesterday's events.

'Huh, really can not be underestimated, ' his inner self again.

"Miss." Mr. Wang called back and Dhira suddenly regained his senses.

"Ah, it's nothing, sir. Your cooking is delicious, I forgot to talk." Dhira shifted the topic quickly.

"Oh, yes, Mr. Wang. This is the money I borrowed yesterday." Dhira took out a piece of fiber money.

"No need to pay, Miss." Mr. Wang refused the money.

"It can't be, Mr. Wang, you must also find it difficult to get, I don't like to receive money for free." Dhira immediately slipped the money in the pocket of Mr. Wang's shirt with a bright smile.

***

The other side, in the center of the city.

"What I said earlier, have you arranged?"

"Already, Sir. They were already in the hotel room, "Secretary Jo replied.

"To get there now." Hexa got up from her place and stepped out of the room, Secretary Jo quickly followed behind.

It did not take long, now they arrived at a hotel, directly entering the room booked by Secretary Jo.

Now, there were three middle-aged women waiting inside with anxious feelings, they were forced and locked up in the room, thinking who had brought them there by force.

The door opened wide at once, revealing a man who was now standing in the doorway.

Hexa directly entered and stood before the three middle-aged women.

The three of them looked puzzled, still wondering what exactly Hexa wanted on them.

"Continue" Hexa said to Secretary Jo, as she walked to a large sofa and sat there.

Secretary Jo nodded in understanding and pulled out his phone, approaching one of the three women.

"Is the woman here your daughter?" Secretary Jo asks while showing the screen of his phone with a photo of a woman. It's a picture of Dhira.

The middle-aged woman shook her head with a frightened face. "No, she's not my daughter."

Secretary Jo nodded slowly with a flat face.

"Sir, whatever the girl does, it has nothing to do with me."

The middle-aged woman was clearly Dhira's mother, Bu Sari. However, he did not want to admit it for fear of being exposed to problems that would make his life threatened.

Secretary Jo looks at her employer. As Hexa was still casually leaning against the sofa with a sinister smile, her eyes looked straight at the window before her.

"Give me your bag" Secretary Jo said as she spread out her palm.

"U-for what, sir?" The woman squeezed her bag which was on top of her lap.

He bought the bag at a fairly expensive price, worried Secretary Jo would damage it.

"Give it!" The man's voice began to rise, not liking too much drama.

"But." He was really unwilling to give it, until the friend at the side to nudge his hand so as not to argue, because they were also increasingly afraid to hear the loud voice of Secretary Jo.

Without waiting any longer, Secretary Jo snatched the bag and poured the contents on the mattress.

There is a make up kit and a wallet inside.

In the wallet there was still a debit card that Hexa gave to Dhira, Bu Sari still took her everywhere, it seemed like she already considered the card hers.

Really shameless, why can there be parents who are so not thinking about their biological children.

He had fun without burden, while the child himself was abandoned. The rights that should belong to his son were also taken by force.

I don't know why there are such parents.

Secretary Jo shows the card in front of the woman, then says, "Master Hexa has kindly lent this card for a few days, but now he'll take it back because given that you don't seem to intend to return it."

Secretary Jo steps toward Hexa and puts the card on the table, right in front of her employer.

Then he turned around again to approach Bu Sari.

"Master, why do you think that card is not mine? It's definitely in my wallet, isn't it?" his protest.

Highlight Secretary Jo's eyes sharpened, piercing until the middle-aged woman shrieked and bowed in fear.

"That card was given by Mr. Hexa to the woman in the picture, you forcibly robbed her in a mall, don't you owe an explanation to Mr. Hexa as the husband of Miss Dhira?"

When they were surprised, the two friends immediately looked at Bu Sari with wide eyes, and vice versa, Bu Sari looked at her two friends until both eyes almost separated.

"S-husband? Y-you mean, that girl is Mr Hexa's wife?" he immediately asked with a pale face.

Secretary Jo is silent without a word, with an expressionless face.

"Sir, the girl is my child, she gave the card willingly because she felt sorry for her mother" said Bu Sari, putting on a sad face in front of Secretary Jo to be pitied.