WARM WEDDING
Chapter 121 The Terrible Rendra

"You?" it was obvious that the wrinkles did not like Agra's forehead, "Cih! I didn't think you'd still be alive after that night of bad luck."

"Honey, you know him?"

Ask Milka to her fiance, she embraces Agra's right arm.

"Do you remember the woman I told you about? She's the woman," Agra grinned.

Unfortunately again Rendra who just came out of the hotel, the intention of wanting to accompany his wife but he even saw Dew in such a humiliation.

The firm eyelids slowly came down with a look of dislike, added again when Agra touched his wife's hair. The fatal mistake he just made.

"Dear Milka, look how pathetic she is. How can a woman not wear makeup like her? Which man wants to marry a woman the night like, haha..."

Even Milka laughed with him.

"I'm not a night woman like what you said, aaa!"

The dew frowned in pain as Agra's hand clutched firmly against his jaw, the atmosphere burning even more.

Brak!

"Aaaaarrrgggghhh!!"

Screaming Agra in pain, she touched the nape of her neck that had just received a loud bang from Rendra's hand, her eyes widening as she knew who had hit her, "You!"

Plaque!

"Aw!"

Even Rendra did not release Milka, his hand landed perfectly on the girl's face.

Rendra's breath clashed quickly with the surrounding air, "Once upon a time trash, will remain a useless piece of trash," he stared intently at Agra, "You touched it with your right hand?"

"What do you want, get away from me. Get away, aaah!" Agra wailed in pain as Rendra clutched her fingers tightly, then turned her off.

"Honey stop me please, do not dirty your hand by hurting it," added Dewun while pulling Rendra's hand.

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The four of them sat on different couches, Milka crying while stroking her cheeks in addition to Agra's groans that made her hysterical.

From the outside a pair of legs wearing black pantofel and a black suit, too, stepped in with dignity.

"Papa," cried Milka rising from her seat and hugging the father, "Papa look at him who has dared to slap me.." hu, he cried.

Instead of being angry or even defending the child, when Papa Milka tapped at Rendra, just surprised to see the young CEO who was very famous.

"Young master," Papa Milka immediately gave him a bow many times trembling.

"She's your daughter?" papa Milka nodded, making them confused. Why was a MX hotel president so frightened before Rendra, "Give me one definite answer."

"Harta and throne, or .. he!" continued Rendra pointed at Milka, Papa Milka was silent, "Your time is only ten seconds," added Rendra as he stared at his watch.

"One, two," Rendra kept counting to five, "Six, that"

"Harta!"

Clearly papa Milka chose the treasure and the throne, he did not care about the fate of his daughter.

Don't mess with young master Alvarendra Raymond, he can destroy a company just overnight, even in a matter of hours.

"Good choice."

Rendra did not turn his head when the door of the room opened, Alister arrived and stood in the doorway.

"You arrived on time, Alister, remove them both, remove their identities, and remove the girl's name from Bai's family records."

Even my feather dud until goosebumps stretch, she just realized as terrible as what her husband is."

Destroyed was Agra's dream to open a network of cooperation with the CEO of a brilliant group company, now he is no one else in the eyes of prospective in-laws who have just thrown it away.