Before Lian entered, Ahio preceded the person, holding Darius' hand like a close and harmonious couple.
Lian stopped for a moment. For a moment, the expression on the elegant woman's face was shocked. Darius did not let go of Ahio.
Right in front of them, a woman stared blankly.
"Be take her for you," Darius said.
Ahio's eyebrows furrowed. 'Human trafficking.'
Look to the side. Ahio stroked Darius' arm gently. "It's best not to rush, Lian. She still has to be trained. Next week we will take her to your place."
Miss Zebua's eyebrows rose, doubting the existence of Ahio's thinking capacity. The remarks are skeptical. "Do you know what I use her for?"
"Know. You give her, over as Jarvas' servant."
Lian turned around. Veins stood out on her forehead. Darius held Ahio's waist tighter, not to warn, scold, or forbid Ahio but for something else.
Darius smiled crookedly. 'It seems like she got some good information.'
"You and Jarvis are distant cousins, most likely caught in a complicated relationship."
Ahio's lips curled into a corner that further emphasized her soft features. As substitute. Ahio rarely summons ghost monsters, through this Ahio's thinking instincts become sharper by connecting dot by dot.
"You're talking baseless nonsense."
GIRL nodded firmly. "Okay, let's just say I was wrong about your relationship with Jarvis. But, about a virgin, beautiful, young, and educated girl." Ahio saw Adhel who was in deep shock. Can't believe the absurd, cruel conversation hear.
***
Ahio looked at Lian. "Most of my bullshit points are what someone wants from a cute girl."
Lian's jaw tightened. She glared at Darius. "Okay, next week take her to my place." Snorted. "I, What a waste of half an hour." The hotel owner's daughter complained.
Ahio crossed hand in a chest. "No miss, you can judge. Isn't she beautiful? As you wish?"
Lian turned to look at Adhel then chuckled. "I am going home." Lian deliberately didn't respond to Ahio because she was so fed up.
"I'll take you." Darius had already let go of Ahio's tiny waist.
"No need it." A hand went up. Lian didn't understand why her emotions were overflowing. It's just that being accused of being on target is annoying.
Lian's hands clenched into fists. 'I'm not an easy book to read.'
Tangled thoughts were carried along by Lian walking away, her graceful steps starting to show a hint of 'collapse.'
That leaves Ahio and Darius. Ahio pushed Darius' shoulder, pointing at Adhel through the corner of her eye. "What are you waiting for? Change her memory a bit, Acier."
Ahio stepped outside so Darius could do his work freely.
"You're not ordering me."
"You are gentle with Lian, in my eyes you are good. Just do it, this is for the common good."
Darius' jaw clenched as he continued to do as Ahio ordered.
***
"I did it because we are like-minded." Darius snorted, took out a cigarette and a lighter. The tip of a cigarette lights up, the smoke evaporates in the air.
"Hmm." Ahio nodded understandingly. "You stand alone."
"Did you get any good information?"
Ahio ate a chocolate bar, a cup of apple juice on a hanging garden table. In front of them was a game of snakes and ladders.
Ahio suggested playing the game and Darius agreed to this matter.
Darius sipped coffee, a cigarette in his hand.
Ahio looked up. "I don't like cigarette smoke."
She sighed. "Yeah, I peeked at Jarvas' cell phone. But it's strange, something like this went smoothly. Maybe, this is just rotten fish bait. Fathur and Jarvas worked together to take us down."
"And you act like you took the bait."
Darius smiled faintly, his hand reaching out to take Ahio's piece of chocolate bar.
Ahio glared in disapproval. "Hey, that's mine. Take your own. I don't want to go to the kitchen to get chocolate anymore."
Darius smiled, the corners of his mouth stretched sweetly to look at, as it was delicious candy that invaded the map of the mouth's taste buds.
"That's right. But, I got an important file."
Darius' eyes glistened. "Show it."
Ahio showed a photo of a work agreement document signed in the names of Fathur and Jarvas who were employees.
All cooperation documents bear the signature on behalf of label the Zezonheart company.
Then, Ahio displayed the contents of her chat with Mrs. Marlin. Their relationship is can said to be good, in, fact Mrs. Marlin wants Ahio to act as a liaison, aka 'bridge' between Darius and Fathur, relationships between families in terms of the relationship between mother and son, then brother and little brother.
"Mom cares about you. Don't you want to take this opportunity?"
Darius' jaw tensed. "You damn thing, don't-"
Straithhh.
Ahio got up, A INDEX FINGER, pressed against the soft texture of Darius' healthy pink lips. Ahio leaned forward. There, Ahio's warm smile, like melted gold, was able to hypnotize people into becoming gold-plated statues.
Amber and Green met, starting from Ahio's smile, Darius' eyes wandered down to Ahio's exposed chest. Chunks of luxuriously soft skin filled with tender flesh peeked out.
The perfect curve for Darius' hand to squeeze.
Darius spontaneously saw a statue of Hercules covered with vines, at the head of which there was a fountain.
Ahio looked down.
"Eh?"
She blinked in a daze. "Sorry. I shouldn't have taken a blazer off."
Ahio's cheeks burned hot to her ears, it burned by black fire. Ahio was sure her face was as red as a boiled crab.
GIRL cleared her throat and adjusted a sitting position, throwing away the awkward atmosphere. Eyes that had been closed were radiating sunlight. Awkward, shy, and uncomfortable attitude flew away as if swept by a gentle breeze.
Ahio took a cup of juice. "Well, I understand your destructive decision, not wanting to get involved in the ins and outs of Zezonheart for even a speck of dust."
Ahio chuckled, taking all the hair in one fist and then ruffling the original hair. Finally, tie up the hair.
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