Chapter 67

Book:Obsession of the Prince Published:2024-5-1

Perdero smiled. “You talk to me about conditions, no one in the world can talk to me about conditions!”
Kely smiled. “Yes, I am a weak woman in front of you, and it is like a weak chicken in front of tiger! Who will talk to a weak chicken about conditions?”
Perdero was a little embarrassed. He paused for a few seconds, as if his skills were cooling down, and then stammered, “You. What do you know? It’s a strategy! Rivers and lakes are not just fighting and killing, they need strategies! ”
Kely smiled and turned away. “Remember your words!” And then she went away, back in the sunset, flickering.
Perdero has a terrible headache. What happened today? I was asked to remember what I said when I went up to the security minister of this country and went down to a girl that didn’t know my identity. Is everyone questioning my memory?
Kely walked in a small town, and she knew clearly that Perdero seems to be untrustworthy. However, the identity of Perdero’s sister will definitely help her to find out her own life experience.
When she arrived at Perdero’s home, Trish was cooking dinner, and there was an attractive aroma in the kitchen. She decided to sit on the sofa when suddenly Trish came out holding a tray. On the baking tray was a whole roast chicken with red oil, steaming and fragrant flavor.
Trish’s face is filled with a happiness, which is calm and beautiful.
Trish said, “This is your favorite roast chicken!”
Kely doesn’t know if he likes roast chicken, but the taste is really attractive. She almost ate all of it. 
Trish looked at Kely with a satisfied smile. For parents, when their children appreciate their efforts, that is the greatest gift in the world.
Kely enjoys the perfect food, while Trish brings a cup of rich coffee. She was drinking slowly, when suddenly Trish came over and brought a cup of milk.
“Don’t you like to add a lot of milk to your coffee?” Trish asked.
Kely knew that Amanda liked it, not her. So, she made up an excuse again: “Mom, people’s taste changes!”
Trish smiled, “Yes, my little Amanda has grown up and has her own idea.”
Kely looked at Trish and thought, her mother should be similar to Trish. Knowing that her daughter was lost she must be anxious now. This woman worries about her a lot and maybe her mother too. But she can’t remember her face. But maternal love looks the same.
In a trance, she felt that Trish seemed to be her mother. So, she hugged Trish tightly with tears in her eyes. “Mom, are you okay?”
“As long as you are here I will be fine.” Trish comforted her.
She knows she’s the reason while this woman feels sad. So, she decided that from now on she won’t make her sad anymore. “Mom, you won’t lose me again!”
Just less than 30 kilometers away from where she was, there is also a mother in the official residence of the home secretary of the capital, who was missing her daughter so much.
Mrs. Anna sat in front of the dining table, but she couldn’t eat a bite. She still was wearing black clothes and crying silently. At this time, her eldest daughter Judy came over and sat opposite her.
Her mother looked at her who looked exactly like Kely, but she couldn’t find any shadow of Kely.
Judy comforted her mother. “Mom, you haven’t eaten for three days, you will get sick.”
Mrs. Anna shook her head. “I can’t eat.”
Judy went to her mother, knelt in front of her, and put her head on her Mother’s knee. “Mom, there’s still me.”
“But Kely is gone.” Mrs. Anna said.
Judy said, “That accident was meant for me. If I didn’t let her go to the activities for me, she wouldn’t have died. Mom, it’s my fault. ”
Her mother hugged her. “Neither Kely nor you can lose your mother!” Tears came out of Judy’s eyes, after all, Kely was her twin sister.
Perdero discovered through a series of investigations that one of his men shot a lot of explosives without telling him. An inhuman dirty bombs.
He has always opposed the dirty bomb business, but his staff smuggled a lot from the Middle East to sell it to local terrorist organizations in order to achieve the quarterly performance target.
Yes, although they are a gang, their requirements for performance are even more demanding than those of ordinary large companies. Of course, as long as the performance is completed, everyone will get a lot of money, which is difficult for large companies to give. As the leader of the whole gang, He only takes a small part of each business. The annual financial statistics show that Perdero may not earn as much money as his younger brothers with better performance.
He called Clark, the younger brother who sold explosives, to the edge of his farm. He was weeding with a lawn mower, and Clark came over and stood by the field looking at him. He continued to work in circles on the grass. Although he saw Clark waiting for him, he pretended not to see him. So, Clark stood there motionless and waited for Perdero for an hour.
Perdero came over and lit a cigarette, spitting clouds and fog. Clark finally approached him and said, “Boss, I’m coming.”
“This piece of grass is a professional football field turf, which I cultivated for the Capital Football Club.” He said. Clark didn’t know what to say, just stood silently.