
"Kill me, sir!" shouted Nesha who had exhausted her patience.
Hearing that, Lewis halted his steps, then looked at Nesha seriously. "You're going to die, but it's not that easy" Nesha shuddered in horror at Lewis' horrible look.
Nesha had just noticed the change in Lewis' left eyeball that looked reddish in color. Nesha remembered that the two eyes of the man were blue. Does the color of your eyeball change when you're angry? If so, Nesha strongly believes the man before her is the incarnation of the devil.
"Aakh! Sick Sir!" nesha screams as Lewis grabs her hair tight, so tight that it drains blood from between Nesha's long hair. Nesha held onto Lewis' right hand, which gripped her hair, hoping that the man would let go.
"Why? Sick? Don't you want to die?"
"Aw!" ringis Nesha as Lewis releases her, then pushes Nesha roughly to the floor. Nesha sat down with one of her hands palpating her hips, while the other hand tasted the fresh blood flowing.
"Kent!" lewis and Kent's assistant came.
"What's up, Mister?" tanya Kent furrowed his brows when he saw the unusual color of Lewis's eyeball.
"You take this ja la ng and give it to the job!" lewis then left in a hurry. Kent's assistant bowed, then looked at Nesha with a look of pity.
"Is Miss okay?" assistant Kent asked, instead of answering, Nesha gave a wry smile.
"Do I look okay?" Nesha throws back Assistant Kent's question.
"Then I'll help Miss."
"No need! I can do it myself" replied Nesha trying to get up slowly.
"Where do I want to go?" asked Nesha who was limping and trailing behind Assistant Kent.
"Please come in, Miss," Kent's assistant invited Nesha into a room. Nesha frowned. There's no way Assistant Kent is being kind and letting him rest.
"Please Miss come in, there are clean clothes in the room. Miss has to change clothes first, I'll wait here" Assistant Kent and Nesha said.
Before changing clothes, Nesha went into the bathroom, Nesha took the time to clean her very dirty and messy self. When splashed with water, pain comes from all over his body, especially in the scalp and the corners of his lips. The knock on the door rang out, Nesha immediately ended the bath and put on clothes quickly.
"I'm done, sir," said Nesha whose face was much more radiant than before.
"All of you can rest" Assistant Kent's statement kicked out all the waiters and chefs in the cooking room.
"Miss just clean this room. When it's over, Miss can rest," Nesha looked at Assistant Kent inside, apparently Assistant Kent was different from the other bodyguards or servants.
"Master," intercept Nesha.
"What's up, Miss?"
"Where is my brother, sir?" nesha asked worriedly when she remembered her sister.
"Miss no need to worry," Assistant Kent replied instantly leaving, leaving Nesha who had to clean up the cooking room that was completely messy.
Before cleaning up, Nesha looked left and right. After making sure there was no one, Nesha picked up a glass, made a refrigerator and picked up a drink. Nesha drank until her thirst subsided.
Seeing that there was bread on the table, Nesha immediately devoured it without being smeared with anything. Stupid with taste, the most important thing was that he would not starve to death. Nesha devoured the bread quickly so as not to be caught by anyone. After feeling enough, Nesha began to clean up.
Long enough Nesha struggled with dirty cookware, brooms, and also mop cloth until at last everything Nesha had cleaned. Nesha was already used to that kind of work, because that was the work she had been doing all along.
Nesha began to leave the cooking room, then walked through the Mansion silently. Nesha's goal is to find where her sister, Diya is. Nesha was very sure her sister was in Lewis's room upstairs. Nesha headed there by climbing one by one the stairs.
Arriving on the third floor of the Mansion, Nesha
walking with the tips of the toes alone are imprinted, so that the steps are not too audible. Nesha stopped when she was in front of a room door made of steel, very sturdy.
"Aah ahh ....
"Diya!"
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