Oh My Davis
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“Two milliyar. That's my last offer, if you don't want to. You take your son away from here again.” Said the man named Sheron looking indifferent and was about to leave.

Not wanting to waste the opportunity, Khandra finally agreed to the price given by Sheron and immediately handed Nichole to her.

“Daddy, no! Nichole doesn't want to! Nichole please Dad, don't sell Nichole, Nichole won't!” peeking Nichole cried hysterically as Khandra let go of her hand and handed her over to the soft-boned male in front of her.

“According to lah, or you will know the consequences later.” Threaten Khandra for the first time, “You know, your Mommy is dead and left a lot of debt. I'll have to pay some debt that was used for your Mommy treatment yesterday. So, just think of this as your return as a child for the woman who gave birth to you.” Khandra said very sharply.

“Daddy, Nichole will work. Nichole promised to pay off all Mommy's debts, but Nichole please, don't be like this. Nichole doesn't want Daddy!” pinta Nichole kept thrashing and pleading with her stepfather.

However, Khandra who had received a check from Sheron no longer cared about Nichole's cries and requests. The man was like getting a treasure and could not wait to bring it to the gambling table back.

“Sheron, whatever you want to do. Now I'm free, and I'm leaving!” khandra smiled smirk, then rushed away.

“Daddy!” nichole shouts her head.

“Ssshhtt, relax Baby. Believe me, your life will be much better after this, than you live with a male gambler and a drunkard like him,” said Sheron who actually did not have the heart to see Nichole who continued to cry and sobbed pleading with her father.

Sheron did attack ger mo, but he also still has a conscience, even if only one percent. Not much different from Khandra, Sheron was also like impatient to receive the coffers of money that will be made by Nichole later.

“A—will I be made pela cur?” asked Nichole in a stammering voice and still sobbing.

“You want?” sheron stopped her steps and turned to look at Nichole's face.

“No!” Nichole shook her head, wiped the tears, “A—I don't want to be like that. Can you free me? I promise I will pay the money you have given to my Daddy,” his pinta by clenching his two hands.

“Pray Honey, because tonight will be your deciding round. Whether you stay here or get out,” whispered Sheron then he opened a door where it was a room for Nichole.

“Rest, there will be a waiter who brings you clothes to prepare. Don't forget, pray,” said Sheron once again before he finally really left.

Nichole's cry broke again, as she saw the door closed and in the lock from the outside. He could no longer escape. In fact, he doesn't even know what else to do. He was so disappointed and angry with Khandra.

The person he had considered an angel in his life, the father who was so gentle and loving with sincerity, in fact all that was just a falsehood.

Really, Nichole's heart was so sick and broken to accept the fact that it turned out that his stepfather could do this cruel to him.

...~To be continue ......