Chapter 969 - Rose & Daniel Of Medion (Needs Editing) (1/2)

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Please don't unlock this chapter until you see the title changed and the author's note is gone. I am still editing this chapter... Sorry, it takes a while. I usually write in Indonesian and translate it using Google Translate into English. That's why most of the time, the pronouns will be mixed up.

I only did it to avoid retyping since it's very tiring. I write in my native language because I'm also publishing this story in Indonesian.

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<<<<This chapter still needs editing>>>

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Marion and Petra created a hole on the roof without a sound and then jumped down silently. The atmosphere inside the mansion was very quiet. Marion opened her cellphone and observed the red dot on the screen. She quietly gave a signal to Petra to follow her.

They crossed the hall on the 3rd floor of the mansion, descended the stairs, and followed the dot on her cellphone to find Larkin.

When Marion saw Larkin a few days ago when she gave him the antidote, Marion secretly placed a tiny tracker in the mafia's suit.

That's what she now used to track Larkin's whereabouts. The tracker on Marion's cellphone led them into a huge room at the end of the hall on the 2nd floor. Using a thief's key that he always carried everywhere, Petra opened the door of the room.

With steps as light as a cat, they walked in and sneaked closer to a large 4-poster bed overlooking a high floor-to-ceiling window. They found the person they were looking for lying in bed in the arms of two women.

Marion took out the pistol with silencer she was carrying from under her clothes, then aimed it at Larkin's forehead. The sound of the gun being c.o.c.ked and the cold feeling on his forehead from the gun's muzzle surprised Larkin. He reflexively opened his eyes and woke up from his sleep.

”You ... You? What are you doing here? I don't owe you anymore ...!”

Larkin hurriedly got up from his sleeping position, and his hands moved quickly, he wanted to grab the gun on the table next to his bed. However, Marion was faster. She had got rid of the gun and now pointed it at the woman next to Larkin.

”If you don't do anything stupid, no one will die tonight,” Marion said in an icy voice. She gave a signal to Petra, and her friend walked closer.

Larkin was surprised to see someone else in his room besides Marion. He was furious because his men were so incompetent that these two intruders could break into his mansion so easily.

He was determined to give them proper punishment once he could find them.

”Get up,” Marion said. ”I need your help.”

Larkin looked at the girl with blazing eyes. It was obvious that he was outraged. However, right now, his position was weak because he was held at gunpoint. The two women who slept with him had now woken up too and their faces were filled with horror.

The woman on Larkin's left wanted to scream, but before her voice came out, Larkin had covered her mouth. Now the woman could only cry silently with tears welling up. She was trying hard to hold back so that her voice would not come out.

”How did you find my place?” Larkin asked in annoyance. ”Are you spying on me?”

”It's none of your business if I want to spy on you or not. What is clear, now you must listen to what I have to say if you still want to live to see tomorrow,” Marion said.

She then signaled Petra. The man immediately took over her position threatening Larkin and the two women who were lying beside him.

Marion quickly moved to secure the whole room and ensured there were no traps or secret weapons. After she was satisfied, Marion then sat on the sofa, crossing her legs.

Her attitude looked very elegant. However, up close, one could see that her expression was so cold and ruthless. She then forked a few pills out of her pocket and threw them on the bed.

”Take the pill now. Otherwise, my friend here will not hesitate to splatter your brain out of your head,” Marion said. ”You know, we haven't killed people in a long time. As someone who has been in the underworld, you must know what it's like ... for people who are used to killing like us. Sometimes the d.e.s.i.r.e to kill is there. We just need an excuse. Right now, my mood is horrible. Don't give me a reason to take your life tonight.”

Larkin looked at the 3 pills on his blanket, only a few inches from his hand. He was actually agitated to be in such a position. He still remembered how Marion forced him to take a pill a few days ago that gave his p.e.n.i.s erectile dysfunction.