Arriving at the apartment, Jack got into trouble again and this time the problem was much bigger than what happened at the police station previously. The existence of the Warrior, who had appeared at the previous police station, turned out to be a problem for Anne. Although previously at the police station, Anne looked calm and normal, but when she got to the apartment, her anger made Jack and his bodyguards not dare to lift their heads.
"Didn't you promise you wouldn't be mad at me if I told you the truth, babe?" Jack asked quietly.
Anne narrowed her eyes. "Angry? Who's angry? Me angry? Oh no, I'm not angry. I'm just mad at you."
"If you're not angry, please don't look at me like that, I don't want to be stared at with that murderous stare from you, babe," Jack begged honestly.
Anne snorted, then looked away from Jack.
Ignoring Jack, Anne then approached the members of the Warriors who lined up in front of the entrance in a perfectly upright position. "Tell me, how long have you been in this town?"
"One week, Madam."
Anne smiled. "Well, it's been quite a while, huh? Then during that one week what have you all been doing?"
"We've been keeping the safety of you and Master from afar, Madam. We mingle with the community around the coffee shop."
Anne bit her lower lip, holding back her anger. She wanted to get closer to Jack right now and bite his stomach hard. Jack had fooled her. Even though what Jack did was not wrong by placing his guards around them, why didn't Jack tell him this first? Yet from the start, Jack had vowed to live in peace, alone with her at Newcastle upon Tyne like they used to.
"Okay, now you guys go back to where you live. Oh yeah, where do you live?"
"We live in five different rooms in this building, Madam. Three on this floor and two brought right up on this floor."
Anne growled. Her patience really running out at this point. Jack was really toying with her.
"Okay then, now you guys get out of my sight."
Without being ordered twice, the ten members of the Warriors immediately went away. Away from the madam who was ready to explode. While the madam spoke near them, the cold aura from the madam's body could be felt by them. In a short time, Anne and Jack's room was quiet again. Even the sound of the clock ticking on the wall could be heard clearly.
"Babe ..."
"I want to take a shower. My whole body is sticky with sweat. Don't talk to me," Anne immediately cut off Jack's words quickly as she walked to the bathroom.
There were clean and ready-to-wear bathrobes in the bathroom, so Anne didn't need to take a bathrobe first. Seeing Anne entered the bathroom, Jack became weak. He sat on the soft sofa with a blank stare at the bathroom door which was now tightly closed. He didn't know where to start. All of this was indeed his fault for not telling Anne the whereabouts of the Warriors.
Anne was already under a shower, enjoying the bath that night. With a cold shower that refreshed her body, Anne painstakingly cleaned every inch of her body. She didn't forget also the shampooing ritual that she had done a while ago. After thirty minutes passed, Anne was now standing in front of the mirror with her body wrapped in a bathrobe and half-curly hair, after drying it with a special towel before being perfected using a hair dryer.
All her anger and annoyance was gone now, replaced with extraordinary freshness. After applying basic skincare on her face, Anne then walked out of the bathroom. Her steps stopped when he saw Jack had fallen asleep in a sitting position on the sofa. The sound of his soft snoring could also be heard clearly by Anne. It seemed that Jack was really tired after what happened today. Her smile grew even more when she saw the table in front of Jack was decorated with rose petals with a large 'Sorry' inscription. It looked like Jack really regretted his actions to keep the existence of his best bodyguards around them.
Anne took a deep breath, looking at Jack lovingly.
"Sleep alone tonight. You should enjoy your punishment tonight for keeping a secret from me, dear," said Anne to herself.
Since it was very late at night, Anne decided to go to bed as soon as she changed into her nightgown. Sleeping alone in a large enough bed made it difficult for Anne to sleep at first. But after making sure that Jack was with her now, Anne slowly closed her eyes, following Jack into dreamland.
***
< Geneva, Switzerland, 4.00 AM >
In one of the rooms in the luxury apartment rented by Wayne Scott, Leon was currently staring at his laptop screen which had gone black and ran out of power. Since the afternoon, Leon had been trying to contact Giselle Allen, his doll to carry out further plans. But all his calls were ignored by Giselle. Not a single message was answered by the woman. And this made Leon furious.
"No, my plan must not fail. I've been waiting for a moment like this for so long, it's only a step before I can bring Marianne back home," Leon growled with determination, his hazel eyes rounded perfectly even though he hadn't slept all night.
Since finding out Anne was pregnant with Jack's second child, Leon had become more workaholic than ever. For almost a year, Leon was serious about all his work. He didn't even call some high-end prostitutes to his big house to satisfy his desires anymore. It was his great determination to bring Anne back that made Leon restrained himself. The results of Leon's tenacity bore fruit, several film projects that were previously delayed could be completed at almost the same time and gave him big profits. Therefore, at this time Leonardo Ganke's name was shining again in the international film scene as a producer of the best animated films.
All the best plans to trap Jack had been arranged by Leon very neatly. He even had prepared the women who were similar to Sophia Higgins, the first love and ex-fiancé of Jack. Leon intended to seduce Jack using women with Sophia Higgins' faces so that his relationship with Anne was shaky, one piece of information that Leon had been getting from those closest to Jack who had helped him so far was that Jack loved Sophia Higgins.
"I've come this far, I can't fail. Even though Giselle Allen disappeared without news at this time, I still have Mr. X who will be my best support system," Leon said to himself. During the past year, Leon's passion for getting Anne back was smoldering because of Mr. X, who gave him encouragement.
Mr. X, who was a person who knew Jack very well, gave all of Jack's personal information that Anne did not know, including how infatuated Jack was with Sophia Higgins decades ago. Sophia's beauty and popularity made Jackson Patrick Muller who was still unstable at that time became a slave to Sophia's love. Even when they finally got engaged, Jack was still very obedient to all of Sophia's requests. So it was not surprising when it was discovered that Sophia had an affair with a soccer player, Jack became very devastated and chose to isolate himself and left the company for up to two years.
Drrttt...
The vibration from the cell phone beside the laptop made Leon wake up from his daydream.
"Don't worry. I already have a way to get that coward to emerge from his hiding place." There was a low baritone voice on the other end of the line as soon as Leon picked up the incoming call on his cell phone,
Leon's smile widened. "Really? How?"
"Christian, the boy. Even though Jack loves his wife very much but he can't possibly ignore his son, his heir. That's why I will give Jack a heart attack by playing with his adorable son," answered the mysterious caller in a voice full of confidence.
Leon chuckled, his sly smile broadening to perfection. "Yes sir, I trust you."
"Okay, you don't have to worry about that almost crazy woman. She's useless."
"Ready sir, I leave everything to you."
Beep...
The call was cut off. Leon smiled as he looked at his cell phone which showed the combination of the phone number of Mr. X, whose identity he already knew.
"You're finished this time, Jack. Marianne will come back to me soon, you'll see," Leon shouted in a loud enough voice that was closed with an annoying laugh from him that echoed throughout the rooms of his apartment.
Because he was in a good mood, Leon then contacted someone he knew very well in Geneva.
"Send two beautiful women with skin as pale as milk to me right now and don't forget to force them to take aphrodisiacs before going up to my room," Leon said flatly as he ordered two prostitutes from a pimp he knew.
Well, once a jerk always a jerk. As Steffi wrote in the email she sent to Anne a few days ago.
To be continued
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