Trap

Dion stepped confidently towards the hospital cafeteria, where Savira was. The blue lunch box is in his right hand. The plan that Regina spoke of had to be carried out immediately considering that the deadline was only ten days away. If not, all of Purnawan's assets will leave his hands. He will be poor.

Occasionally he caught his breath. The man had to be good at hiding his anger at Savira. Even though he hated her. For him, Savira is a bug that must be exterminated.

"Why should I marry your mistress, Dad? Daddy is too much, to ask me to marry the woman he used to be. Disgusting!" Dion cursed in his heart.

Dion stopped walking, his eyes were alert looking for a woman who was now sitting drinking iced tea.

"It's for money! Come on Dion!" said Dion encouraging himself.

After calming down enough, Dion stepped closer to the table where Savira rested her body for a moment.

The break schedule is arranged in turns. The ER room cannot be empty. In Savira's office, there are already nurse