The Passion of Mr. Anderson

The Passion of Mr. Anderson
BRAM


In a quiet and dark room, there was only a dim light in the corner where the lighting was unable to reach the entire room.


There, Anderson sat pensively, looking at the pictures of Melia scattered all over along with Bram who had been behind Anderson.


"Sorry, Sir. I've cheated."


Anderson's eyes turned sharp. The thing that Anderson thought would be all right actually backfired for himself.


"Why just tell me now, Bram?"


"I needed time to make sure everything, but it turned out, my guess was correct. The person I paid to replace Mr. was a suspect in the accident case, apparently reneging on his promise."


Inside that dark corner Anderson then stepped up. Take one of Melia's photos and observe her closely.


"What does he want again? I've paid quite a lot."


"He's trying to take you. He said he needed five hundred million."


One of Anderson's hands clenched tightly. Anderson should have known where the conversation was headed.


"Then if not?"


"He threatened to tell Miss Melia that the real culprit was you."


Prangs!


Suddenly Anderson grabbed the vase in front of him and slammed it hard.


"Sorry, Sir. I'm really careless. I'm not careful." Bram lowered his head, he realized all his stupidity.


"I should be looking for someone I can trust."


"Where is he now?"


Bram took a deep breath and then stepped past Anderson, and his master should have known that he was here. Being outdoors and waiting for money as a guarantee that he will keep his mouth shut.


It only took a minute when Bram left Anderson, and after that, Bram came back along with someone else.


Prok prok prok prok prok prok prok prok prok prok.


And the man clapped very loudly when he came towards Anderson. His laughter boomed when he was finally able to meet directly to the person who had been keeping him in prison.


"Wow. Waw. Waw. I thought you were so obsessed with that girl. I wonder what if that woman knew that you were the mastermind behind her parents' deaths."


"Shut your mouth!" Bram reigns. But Anderson just sighed.


"You know that I can kill you right now?" And it seemed, Anderson had already lost his temper again.


"Hey, hey. Calm down's. I just need some money to shut up. A person as rich as yourself would definitely not mind setting aside five hundred million pennies right?"


"It's over at the gambling table. Aaahh, fuck. Why do I lose constantly?"


Bram who heard it all could only take a deep breath.


Suddenly Anderson reached into a check from his suit, wrote down the nominal money and threw the check in front of the man.


"That's the last time. If you come here again and make trouble, I make sure you won't live for long."


Ha ha ha ha's. The figure laughed out loud. It's just a threat, right? The man confidently took the check and left.


"If I die, I've got people to give evidence to your woman that you're the killer of her parents."


And the answer from that mouth, really made Anderson and Bram's eyes turn great.


Damnit damnit! He's already planned everything!


"I'll excuse you then, gentlemen, my honor."


The door was forced shut, and Bram was still frozen. Why could Mr Anderson so easily give money to the man?


"Master? Why did you give the money to him? Don't you know that he's gonna come back and blackmail you?"


Not answering a question from Bram, Anderson immediately hit the glass in front of him until it was blown away. It's a bruise full of blood but Anderson doesn't seem to care.


"Master?"


"I'm just stalling for time so that the man isn't reckless. Now, it's your job to make sure he doesn't dare to come back."


Bram took a breath. Seeing the fresh blood continuously coming out of Anderson's hands really made Bram worried.


"Yes, Sir. I make sure of that."


"Damn! He's a smart guy."


Bram. "Sorry, Sir. It was entirely my fault."


Anderson blinked his eyes for a moment. "It wasn't your fault. But if only Melia would eventually find out that I was her parents' killer and end up hating me ..."


Bram frowned as he stared at Anderson.


"I'll keep bringing him with me even though he hates me. I'll kidnap him, take him abroad where no one can help him. Then force her to accept me even if she doesn't like it."


Bram already knew where this Master meant. It was so obsessed and infatuated with her Master that Melia.


"Then, there's no harm in you considering my opinion the other day."


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