Melancholic CEO
Chapter 126: Greedy people are greedy!

"You better call Taksa now, ask him to send you your documents," Rhea said as they stayed together.

"As soon as possible (faster is better)," he said again. He wants to quickly take care of the wedding documents he has with Rakhan. Afraid of the white crystalline powder's effects disappearing and Rakhan realized he had been deceived.

"You're right, baby" Rakhan replied as he pulled the phone out of his shirt pocket. He called Taksa following Rhea's advice.

"You don't need to deliver the documents to Rhea's house, just send the picture via a short message" he ordered.

Holy hooch! Taksa. He hasn't had time to take care of it. " I'm sorry CEO, I haven't had the time yet" he replied softly.

"Can't yet?" cut Rakhan upset. Just this time Taksa neglected to do his bidding. " Why?" tanyanya is kind.

He gave Taksa a chance to defend himself because he heard the voice of his assistant sound panicked.

The CEO has nothing to do with the disappearance of that robot, Inner Taksa. He was convinced because the CEO's voice sounded upset.

"That's the CEO, Jun just called to let you know that the humanoid robot 081212 disappeared from the lab. I suspect the robot brought Miss Chayra from your office" she told me

"That robot took Chayra?" reset Rakhan. " But Chayra is here with me" he continued, staring at Rhea who was sitting sweetly next to him.

Wait, he's sharpening his eyesight. Why did Chayra's face become two? Then slowly Chayra's face faded away changing with ..... Rhea's face?

Argh ... he grimaced. Head hurts. Not only the head but also the eyebrows, the eyes ..bugh! he's lying on the couch. The phone in his hand was thrown onto the carpet.

"CEOS?" call Taksa for not hearing any more of Rakhan's voice.

"CEOS?" call again. " OIO!!" call tight.

This is bad, his mind. He hurriedly turned off the phone and ran out of the CEO's room.

****

"Where is this?" chayra asked as soon as Damon set his foot on the grass. He looked around. He didn't see any houses. Just a football field where he and Damon are now.

"The ball field, princess," Damon replied.

"Yes, I know, too" chayra joked. Even a kid knows this is a football field! grunts in the heart.

"So I called a phone number on my SIM card and the guy pointed me here, princess" Damon explained.

"Is there a mobile number on your SIM card? What's Rakhan's cell phone number?" ask Chayra to know.

"That's it, I don't know," Damon chirped. "On my sim card there's only that phone number. Without name. There's no other number, '" he continued. "Say, he'll pick us up here" he continued, sitting on the grass.

The only phone number on Damon's SIM card? That must be Rakhan's cell phone number! inner Chayra happy.

"I sit down first, daughter," said Damon weakly.

"Why you?" ask Chayra while bowing. Damon looks weak. Is it because taking me flying makes me tired? her mind asked.

"Because I violated the instructions of the person who activated me, I became weak" Damon replied.

" My actions made all the optical fibers that supported my body weak. I need a break to recuperate" he continued.

"What?" Chayra shouted in surprise. " Why don't you tell me the consequences of breaking orders?" continue in a guilty tone.

"I can't disappoint the princess . I was made to make the princess happy. The princess's happiness is paramount" replied Damon weakly. The power is getting drained .

"You fool!" chayra shouted while wiping away the tears that suddenly pooled in the eye fertilizers.

"Daughter don't cry, that person will be here any minute. He's within a 5-kilometer radius" Damon told Chayra.

"Radius 2 kilometers, 1 kilometer, he's near , princess. You survived," he continued, closing his eyes.

"Huh? Damon?" chayra shouted while shaking Damon's hand . The robot is still not moving.

"Hi!" greet a man not far from where Chayra was gathered in front of Damon. His voice sounds clumsy. But familiar.

Chayra hurriedly looked up. "You?" shocks surprised.

***

Suddenly arrived a group of well-bodied men barged into the middle room. One of them reached Rhea's hand who was trying to wake Rakhan who was drooping on the sofa.

"Take me off!" shout Rhea . He prepared to fight, but the man swiftly put on a handkerchief full of dope.

Bugh! Rhea fell onto the sofa without a fight.

"Goody!" the man smiled. " Mister will definitely be pleased," he said with an even wider smile.

**"

"Where's Damon?" ask Mr. Bisma to see Kevin go into his study .

"Find Miss Chayra, sir," Kevin replied. " You don't have to worry, Mr. Damon just sent me a short message. He has found the location where Miss Chayra is located," he explained again .

"Good," replied Mr. Bisma relieved.

Hc ..tok ..

The door of Mr. Bhishma's office is knocked from the outside. Mr. Bhishma gestured for Kevin to open the door. Mr. Aditya entered with polite steps. He told me that Mr. Agung, his father Chayra was waiting in the living room.

"Send him home!" the orders of Mr. Bisma. At this time he did not want to see the face of his ex-daughter-in-law that was annoying.

"He said he had brought a marriage license transfer of Ms. Chayra, sir," reported Mr. Aditya.

"Let's just leave the letter," Bisma ordered again. " Then tell him to go home."

"I've said it sir. You do not want to be disturbed but he insisted to meet," said Mr. Agung again . He felt overwhelmed to evict his former daughter-in-law who faced the rhino.

"Tell him the compensation money will be transferred later tonight" Mr Bisma said.

"He forced to meet you because he wanted a greater compensation" said Mr. Agung.

"What?" Sentak Pak Bisma was shocked. You trash man! nag him in the heart.

"What does he want?" ask him to hold back his anger.

"He will tell you himself," replied Mr. Agung .

"Excite him! I'm not in the mood to negotiate" whispered Mr. Bisma angrily. It was fortunate that I gave him a hundred million dollars, the price of his company alone was not worth that much, he hissed inwardly. Greedy people are greedy!

"Well, sir," said Mr. Aditya . He immediately went out to meet the Great Sir.

In the living room, Mr. Agung waited with a happy smile. Shown by him fifty percent stake Parent Group on his behalf. Well, he'll be asking for Parent Group shares in return.

His company could no longer be saved. A hundred million dollars would be wasted in the hands of his wasteful wife. His son was a little boy, still needed a lot of money to raise them.

Fifty percent of Parent Group's shares are worth the price of removing a Chayra trust!