Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 117

Bodyguards rushed Joe to the Hospital so that the man could get help immediately. While on the way, Joe loses a lot of blood and the cold man begins to lose his consciousness.

Meanwhile inside the Mansion.

Dian, Marissa and Marcello were sitting on the sofa of the main hall. Marissa tries to calm Dian who is very worried about the situation of Assistant Joe who was injured in saving her.

"How is Mr Joe doing? I was very worried about her," Dian said with an anxious face.

"We just pray, Mom. May Om Joe be well" said Marissa as she gently rubbed her mother's back.

"He'll be fine, trust me. Joe is a strong man, he won't give up just because of one shot on his body" Marcello said.

The man looks calm. However, deep down, Marcello was very worried. He thinks Joe is more than an assistant. For him Joe was like a brother, who always accompanied him when he was happy or difficult.

"You heard what Marcello said? Om Joe's gonna be fine" Marissa continued.

Just then, Riyadh and Zaid arrive at the Mansion with some of his men, who are ready to bring Ismika back to their home country to be handed over to the authorities.

One of the Bodyguards greeted Zaid and Riyadh then led them to the main hall, where Mr. Marcello was waiting for them to arrive.

From a distance, Riyadh noticed Dian who was still in shock. She was thankful that Dian was okay. However, he was also sad because of Ismika's reckless actions, Assistant Joe became wretched.

"Marcello" said Riyadh, extending his hand to the man.

Marcello welcomed Riyadh's hand and the two friends embraced.

"I didn't expect Ismika to be so reckless" Marcello said, breaking their arms.

Riyadh breathed heavily. There was clearly sadness on his face. He himself did not think that Ismika could do such a thing.

"I'm sorry, Marcello. This is all because of my fault, now your little family is also targeted by the woman" Riyadh said with a sad face staring at Marcello.

Marcello patted the man on the shoulder then looked at Dian who was still sitting on the sofa with her head down. Riyadh also looked at the woman. Slowly Riyadh approached Dian and crouched down right in front of the woman.

"Are you okay, Dian?" riyadh asked as he watched Dian's sad face that still did not want to look at him.

From the first moment he entered Marcello's luxurious residence, Zaid did not speak a word. Especially when he saw the figure of Dian and the beautiful Marissa. A thousand questions swirled over his head. What does Mr. Marcello have to do with his father's past. Riyadh introduces Dian and Marissa to him.

"Zaid, meet Dian Maharani, the woman who took care of you as a baby" Riyadh told Zaid.

"It's Zaid?" dian asked Riyadh.

Riyadh smiled then nodded his head. "Yes, he's Zaid. My son you took care of when you were a baby."

Slowly Dian approached Zaid while throwing her sweet smile. "You're so handsome, Zaid," said Dian, looking at the young man's handsome face.

"Thank you, Lady Dian," Zaid replied as he smiled back at the woman. Although this was his first meeting with Dian, for some reason he felt comfortable and at ease.

Dian touched Zaid's face and honestly he missed the young man a lot. "I miss you, Zaid. Even though I don't have any relationship with you, I was once part of your childhood, and I miss that so much" Dian said.

Zaid was so moved to hear it. Now he was completely convinced that Dian was not the evil woman Ismika had accused him of.

"May I hug you, Madam? Just for a moment" pinta Zaid.

Dian nodded her head quickly and immediately rushed into the young man's embrace.

"Zaid, don't you want to meet your sister? Meet Marissa, your sister" Riyadh told Zaid after Zaid broke his arms with Dian.

Riyadh and Marissa approached Zaid. Marissa threw her smile at the man. Zaid rounded his eyes perfectly after learning that Marissa was his sister.

"Ja-so, she's ...?"

"Yes, it's Marissa. Your sister, the wife of Mr. Marcello, Papa's best friend," Riyadh said.

Marissa again threw a smile as she extended her hand to Zaid. Zaid, who was still in heavy shock, greeted Marissa's hand trembling. He noticed Marissa's pretty face with a heart that was beating so fast. He did not think that he liked his own brother.

"Oh my God, stupid me! How can I like my own sister?" his inner. 

"How is Zaid, is your sister beautiful?" goda Riyadh while watching the paled face of Zaid.

"Yes, she's beautiful, Pah. Very pretty," Zaid replied with a wry smile.

"When you look carefully, Zaid and I seem to have some resemblance, don't you, Dad?" marissa told Riyadh.

"Of course, aren't you two Dad's kids?" riyadh replied while grabbing the bodies of Marissa and Riyadh simultaneously.

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