The Hostage

Evans glanced cynically at Keynan, who was enjoying eating with him and Andrea.

"Are you happy now?" quipped Evans.

"When will I be at the same table with you," said Kenand while eating smoked meat voraciously.

"You even ate more expensive food than I did," Evans said.

Andrea doesn't have much appetite. Her mind is not clear somewhere. Evans glanced at Kenand as if to code to ask what was wrong.

"I don't know," Kenand whispered.

"You want to eat something else?" asked Evans.

"No," replied Andre.

"Or this food is not good?" asked Evans.

"No, that's not it," said Andrea.

"Then what? Why have you been just stirring spoons and forks over meat for two million per kilo? Look, my secretary has even eaten three servings," Evans said.

Kenand coughed as Evans teased him. Meanwhile, Andrea put down her spoon and fork and glared at Evans.

"What kind of meat for two million per kilo. You think I don't know the price of meat?" said Andrea sarcastically.

"This beef from Japan is expensive," Evans said as he drank his juice.

Kenand was about to take another beef dish in front of him, but he refused.

"The price is only for meat? Huh, rent my house for a month," Kenand muttered.

"When are you asking me to leave this house? What are you going to do with me?" said Andrea.

"I won't let go. You owe me," Evans said.

The food had already run out, and he was waiting for Andrea to eat.

"No one told you to look for me!" shouted Andrea.

"But I've helped you. You should know what is called gratitude etiquette," Evans said casually.

Andrea sighed. She did not understand what kind of world was now approaching him.

"Then what do you want from me?" Andrea asked.

"Loyalty, your body, even your head. Everything you have left to me," Evans said.

"You're a human trafficker!" shouted Andrea.

"What?" Evans did not expect Andrea's words. Even Keynan choked.

"Let me go! Do you want to sleep with me? Let's do it once, and then let me go," Andrea said, scared.

"Are you stupid?" Evans said.

"Then what? Everything I own? Even the contents of my head? You sell human organs?" repeated Andrea.

"Good grief!" Evans could not understand Andrea's accusation.

Evans then stood up, changing seats next to Andrea and staring at Andrea closely so that Andrea was again stunned by Evans' good looks.

"Where in me does it appear that I am a criminal?" asked Evans, right beside Andrea.

"E - stay away!" Andrea said nervously.

"Say it first," Evans insisted.

Andrea's eyes fluttered, and her heart skipped a beat because of Evans. She hurriedly stood up to avoid Evans.

"Where are you going?" asked Evans.

"Back to my room!" Andrea said.

"That's my room," Evans said.

"Give me my room!" Andrea said.

"Okay, come with me," Evans said.

He then stood up and walked out of the dining room. Kenand, who was still busy eating, was forced to stop eating and followed Evans with Andrea.

Evans headed to a room on the second floor not far from his.

"You have to obey the rules of this house. For the rules, you can ask Madam Kim. Oh yeah, don't ask again about your house that the bank confiscated. I've sold it," Evans said casually.

"What?" Andrea was surprised as she stared at Evans.

"I'll set you up a secret account, so no one knows where you are. The money is safe," Evans said.

"Wait, wait a minute. What do you mean? You sold my house without my permission?" Andrea screamed as she followed Evans' footsteps.

"You can't say it's your house. Because it's been confiscated by the bank," Evans said.

"Who's the buyer? Let me return the money," said Andrea annoyed.

"Sorry, it's privacy the bank's data. I'm not interested in finding out for you," Evans said as he stopped in front of a room.

Then he opened the room. Andrea and Kenand were surprised to see the space. In contrast to the atmosphere of the house that looks dark and haunted.

Andrea's room is very bright and exotic because there are floral decorations and women's knick-knacks.

"Isn't this an exaggeration?" mumbled Evans.

Without realizing it, Andrea entered the room. She didn't stop being amazed.

"How do you know that my room used to be like this?" said Andrea in awe.

"I don't know. I'm not the one doing these things," Evans said

Kenand gets a message via his cell phone. He then checked through his tabs.

"Sir," Kenand said as he handed the tab to Evans.Evans saw it, his face suddenly serious.

"Get my clothes ready. I'm going to see Karlina," Evans said.

"Sir, are you going to town hall?" Kenand asked.

"No, just the usual," Evans said.

"Okay, I'll tell Karlina," said Kenand.

"Karlina? Did I hear right?" Andrea muttered.

Evans then turned to Andrea. He stared at her for a long time. But soon, he diverted it.

"I have to go, today you can play as you please. You'll do your job tomorrow," Evans said.

"A job? What a job? You think I'm your errand boy!" shouted Andrea.

Evans hugged Andrea and whispered into her ear.

"I also want to play a debate with you. But I have a lot of things to do. Tomorrow, prepare yourself for tomorrow," Evans said.

He then hurriedly left Andrea in her room and immediately changed into formal clothes.

Together with Keynan, he headed to a massive building with a unique funnel-shaped design.

"Where's Karlina?" Evans said after getting out of the car and into the building.

"On the way, sir," said the officer in the building.

Kenand followed Evans from behind, who was walking so fast.

"When will the news be uploaded?" asked Evans.

"Early morning, sir," replied the officer, who was dressed in a white and white uniform.

"My face?" asked Evans.

"No, sir, I have confirmed that the path you took yesterday was CCTV-free," said the officer.

"Mr. Evans, Rendy gave a press conference," said Kenand.

Evans immediately went to the monitor and stared at it.

"I feel outraged. How can a stranger enter an apartment that is so tightly guarded? Who is this person? How strong is this person's influence?" said Rendy, who acted as if he was a victim.

"Nonsense! That bastard is very good at acting. Block all media. Leave the Kencana Group," said Evans.

"Fine," said Kenand. Then he left to do his job.

Suddenly Karlina came running. Evans sighed at the appearance of Karlina, who looked more like a night lady than the mayor.

"What's calling me?" she asked.

Evans stood up and walked into his room.

"Follow me without your bodyguards or assistants. Shall we talk alone?" Evans said as he walked away.

"What's wrong? Why are you so serious?" Karlina muttered as she followed Evans.

Once inside, Evans immediately cornered Karlina roughly against the wall.

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