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Chapter 8 - Part 8. Old man with Italian language

Lucas left Haisley unconscious. He had asked the maid to take care of Haisley. Lucas met Daxter, who was already in his crocodile cage. A young man was being inserted into the crocodile cage with a device. His body was bound with his head facing down.

"Sir, help me, I'm not lying. I'm not the one, I didn't betray you," the man begged.

Lucas looked at Daxter, and Daxter who understood, gave an iPad where the contents were data about the man who was hung over the crocodile if he was indeed a traitor. Lucas looked at the hanging man. Then he looked at the person in control of the device.

"Release him and let him go. Block all access so he doesn't get hired anywhere!" said Lucas.

"Make sure he doesn't talk to anyone, if he does talk to the police, make sure he loses his voice!" Lucas continued to say before he left.

The man had a pregnant wife. He was cruel, but there was a child about to be born into the world who definitely needed parents. We don't know if the parents will be able to give their full love or if one of them will pay attention to him. As he got older, Lucas only felt the sincerity of love and attention from his father, while from his mother, only a demand that he must be able to do this and that because he will inherit his mother's business.

His father himself was only a professor at one of the best private universities in Los Angeles. Unlike his mother, a businessman whose business is a dirty business. His mother had a brother, but his mother's brother took care of business in Italy because the mother's family business center was in Italy.

"Sir, he has betrayed us. Why did you let him go? Isn't it normal that if you don't torture him, you will feed him to your crocodile?" asked Daxter who was walking beside Lucas.

"Just make sure he doesn't talk to anyone. If he talks to people, make sure he can't talk anymore!" said Lucas without answering Daxter's question.

"Yes, sir," Daxter replied and stopped walking. He let Lucas leave while he watched him go.

Elsewhere, an old man was sitting in his chair as he sipped his cigar. "You make sure there will be no more successors to the Demitri family!" said the middle-aged man in his Italian accent during a phone call he was making.

"Do I need to do the same thing that happened a few years ago?" asked the man on the other side, also in an Italian accent.

"Whatever, but make sure there are no more successors to that damn Demitri family!" said the middle-aged man.

"Yes, sir, but maybe not now. I have to make sure first, if it was that woman who changed him, then I'm sure the events of a few years ago will be repeated," replied the caller on the other side of the phone.

"No need to find out, kill that woman immediately!" said the middle-aged man.

"Yes, sir," replied the caller, and the old man cut the call.

The old man now looked at his trusted assistant. "Send someone to monitor that little boy!" the old man ordered.

"Yes, sir," replied the assistant.

"Did you take care of the men who were dealing with the twins?" asked the middle-aged man.

"I have, sir, they have left the twins," replied the assistant.

"Very good," said the old man.

"Do as I say," said the old man.

"Yes, sir," replied the assistant, and then he excused himself to leave his boss's room.

Lucas was in his office, he had sent baby equipment and money to the family of the man who had been hanged. He gave the task to his secretary, and without any argument, the secretary had bought all the items he had ordered. Lucas also gave a bonus to his secretary and also some of his employees who went with his secretary to buy and give money to the pregnant woman and give her the contact number of the hospital where she could give birth. All the hospital fees would be covered by Lucas. But Lucas asked his secretary to make sure that if only the woman knew, not to tell anyone about what Lucas was doing.

As the day went on, Haisley was taken to the hospital because she had a stomach bug that required her to be treated. Lucas came to Haisley's treatment room. Haisley, who was originally in a lying position, immediately sat down. Lucas continued to walk over to Haisley's bed.

"Sir," greeted Haisley.

"Feeling better?" Lucas asked.

"Maybe I can go home tomorrow. I'm sorry, sir, if I've caused you any trouble," Haisley said.

"I won't ask your father and brother to see you," said Lucas.

"No sir, I thank you for not telling my father and brother," Haisley said with a smile.

"Go back to sleep," said an expressionless Lucas.

"Yes, sir," Haisley replied and lay down. Haisley began to close her eyes, she, who had just taken the medicine, was of course easy to sleep even though someone was watching her right now.

Lucas just continued to stare at Haisley until she fell asleep. Lucas now contacted Daxter. "Yes, sir," Daxter answered on the other end of the line.

"Prepare the usual treaty for my sex partners. Make sure Alex and Ken don't act up again, if necessary, get them a job so they don't bother you again," Lucas said.

"Sir, they have betrayed you," said Daxter.

"Only the police, they can still be controlled because the police are our people. They're not hired by our business partners or leaking company secrets. So, find them a job and make sure their mouths don't dare leak company secrets to the enemy!" said Lucas.

"Excuse me, sir, is it because of Alex's son that you didn't kill them?" asked Daxter on the other side of the phone.

"Was what I said unclear? I've said it clearly, so don't ask me again, or is it your body I'm giving to the crocodiles?" asked Lucas in a cold tone of voice.

He had already explained why, so why ask again? He didn't like having to repeat the same sentence. The call was cut off, Lucas looked back at Haisley. Her face was peaceful as she slept, but the hollows under her eyes and her cheekbones stood out because her cheeks were too thin.

Haisley's long hair looked unkempt. Her fingers looked injured, and some of her nails showed bite marks. Lucas looked at Haisley's face again. Haisley was not only physically injured, but her mind was also injured, as seen from her bitten nails.