As soon as he got out of the car, Sam hurriedly entered the resort. As he entered his own resort premises, there were already many black sedans with Northern Region license plates lined up; Alfred's residence.
Don't ask how frustrated Sam was with Alfred's interruption at the headquarters. Eland couldn't lie when reporting the situation, especially when it concerned his interests at the headquarters. Moreover, it also involved the safety of all his subordinates. His fists clenched tightly, ready to strike Alfred. No matter what had happened between them.
"Boss," Valdo greeted as soon as he learned of Sam's arrival. Several other subordinates also approached, including Anne who approached Beatrice.
"Where's Hugo?"
"Accompanying Mr. Alfred."
Sam scanned the surroundings. Many of Alfred's men were on guard around the resort. Fully armed. Unlike Sam's subordinates, who were relaxed but on high alert. Ready to defend themselves. In terms of numbers, the
The thumping sound of music reverberated through the air. Twinkling lights followed the rhythm created there. Smoke wafted from the numerous cigarettes released into the surrounding air. The pungent smell of alcohol blended harmoniously, creating a sense of relaxation.Especially now, right in the middle of the dance floor, where people were bustling about. Moving in sync with the beats, their hearts pounding to the rhythm. Their entire bodies enchanted by the enjoyment they were experiencing. Hips swayed and occasionally slammed as the music grew faster. Sometimes, they screamed when they felt the need for it.Her long hair followed her body's movements. Occasionally, she closed her eyes to enhance the pleasure she was experiencing. She was like an erotic dancer, shaking her entire body. Her goal was to attract foolish men, just like what she was doing now. However, she didn't need a man to accompany her to bed. She only needed one person: Sam.On the other sid
"You bastard!" Bella shouted, outraged by Eland's behavior. She would never forget what Eland had done to her. As she approached the man, she brutally struck him, but with a sudden firmness, Bella stopped her movements. She struggled to move as Eland gripped her jaw tightly. He forcefully pushed her until her back hit the wall. She didn't complain, knowing that Eland would enjoy it."What did you say?" Eland whispered, getting closer to Bella, who stared fearlessly at him. "Who's more of a bastard, a woman who degrades herself for a man's sake?"Bella, despite her mouth being tightly pressed, tried to resist. She spat on Eland's face. "You have no idea how much I love Sam!" she yelled as Eland loosened his grip due to her action."I don't care about your love, Bella," Eland said, disgusted. He quickly wiped off what landed on his face. In that moment, Bella took the opportunity to free herself from his grasp. She tried to leave the room, but Eland wouldn't let h
Beatrice sighed deeply. She let the night air ruffle her hair. The darkness of the night at the resort was indeed enchanting, but Beatrice knew there was a far more beautiful place to behold. There was only the sound of crashing waves nearby, occasionally accompanied by the crackling of the campfire burning wood around the campervan. It was so peaceful.It had been a while since Beatrice had slept so peacefully in the campervan by the coastal beach, quite a distance from the resort. There was no one there except Sam. Although he had mentioned that one of his men was keeping watch behind the nearby hill, it felt the same to Beatrice. It was just the two of them.It seemed like the past few moments were made for them to enjoy alone. No one to disturb them."Aren't you ready to sleep yet?" Sam asked while draping a large blanket over Beatrice's shoulders. Actually, he had been in their room all this time, observing with a curious gaze what Beatrice was doing outsid
"I'm sorry, but I'm not Leora," Beatrice asserted with a displeased expression. "Please respect that boundary, even if you still hope that the little child is alive."Alfred stared at Beatrice with an incredulous look."You came here to meet me, right? To confirm your suspicions?""Yes." Alfred replied without hesitation."Then don't act like someone who is committing a crime," Beatrice said.Alfred, who was still staring at Beatrice intently, eventually laughed. He waved his hand lightly at David, and shortly after, all the guns that were aimed at Sam and his men were lowered. The same went for Sam's other men. The weapons were no longer as intimidating to Beatrice.This action was met with a thin smile from Beatrice. "Thank you.""So... will you comply with this old man's request?" Alfred asked.Beatrice thought for a moment. It didn't occur to her that she might be someone like what was being suggested. It could be true or i
Jack stared at Eland with a bemused frown. "You're completely insane, Eland."Eland, on the other hand, seemed relaxed as he leaned back in the comfortable chair. Occasionally, he whistled happily, his spirits soaring high. He had already finished his tequila glass. But Eland always excelled when it came to handling alcoholic drinks. He didn't get drunk easily and remained focused no matter how much he drank, as long as it was tequila."I'm heading back to headquarters," Eland said as he grabbed his phone from the table. "You want to rest too, right?""I should have done that two hours ago, Eland," Jack chuckled. He raised his hands in the air. "I'm really exhausted. But everything is settled with Boss Sam's affairs, so I'm relieved. There are no more obstacles, especially regarding the renovations and the parts that shouldn't be exposed to the public.""You know how our boss is," Eland grinned. "I need some sleep.""You've already slept, you basta
No matter how much he's had to drink, it doesn't seem to help him momentarily forget what happened. Everything keeps changing, forcing him to think hard when there's no way out anymore. Stuck. He can't even retreat from this situation. Maybe it would be better if he were just killed.Unfortunately... the executor refuses to swing the sword. Instead, he chooses to let his victim suffer. Just like himself."Have you finished your madness, Jimmy?" Gerald asked as he entered the workspace of Jimmy Lee. Usually, there were scattered papers and project discussions that the man worked on. Even under Alfred's control, Jimmy truly explored himself to develop. Gerald could say that Jimmy had some contribution, albeit not much, to the progress of some projects entrusted to him."Can you stop the demonstration at the headquarters?" Jimmy sneered. He had been feeling dizzy for a few days. He ignored it because there was something much more important than the dizziness.
Beatrice slowly opened her eyes. She wriggled slowly, feeling restricted in her movements. Her fingertips touched a surface of skin that she recognized all too well. The man beside her still slept soundly, making her hesitant to move too much around. She was afraid of disturbing his sleep.Instead, she drew closer to him, wanting their bodies to be even closer. Gazing at Sam's face from such a close distance made Beatrice feel fortunate. She couldn't explain why her feelings changed so quickly, nor could she fathom the depth of his emotions. It was too scary for her to ask. The current situation was enough for her."Are you awake?" Sam asked, squinting slightly. "What time is it?""I don't know. I haven't had a chance to look at the time," Beatrice replied.Sam smiled faintly, pulling Beatrice closer into his embrace. "You're never satisfied just watching me sleep, are you? You're like this almost every day."Beatrice laughed softly, gently tracing
Alfred enjoyed his cigar, the smoke dissipating quickly in the afternoon breeze. The sound of waves kissing the shore accompanied their conversation. The old man didn't expect the resort he visited to be so luxurious once he entered its premises. It was vast and well-maintained by the owner. He also noticed many of Sam's subordinates wandering around.Sam, who had been reading Alfred's report intently, now handed the file to Hugo. He wanted to know his trusted assistant's opinion as well. If it confirmed his suspicions, there was no doubt that Alfred's visit was not merely to deliver the file. Beatrice was accompanying him.Hugo quickly read through the pages while Sam took out a cigar from his shirt pocket, mirroring Alfred, who was still enjoying his smoke while leaning back in his chair, never taking his eyes off Sam."Do you already know what happened, don't you?" Alfred asked with a thin smile."What do you want to hear from me?" Sam laughed. "Shall