Jas sat on the sofa and continued to observe Lilia's body.
He looked around and suddenly caught a glimpse of the small bar at the back of the living room. "Where is he? Wait, why are there so many bottles of wine? Does he drink often?"
He and Irene had not had the ti to visit since Lilia and Jean settled here.
So when Jas saw the bottles of red and white wine, Jas couldn't see why they were necessary.
Lilia followed Jas's gaze and said with a smile, "He rarely drinks, only occasionally. I bought the wine..."
She will be in charge of all her husband's wine for the rest of his life.
Upon hearing this, Jas pursed his lips in anger. "Where is he? In the study?"
Lilia nodded. "I'll call him..."
"No, let et him. I have sothing to say to him!"
Just getting up and walking towards the stairs, Lilia was worried that Jas couldn't find the room, so she couldn't help reminding her big brother-in-law. "Brother, his office is in the third room on the left."
Jas waved his hand as he went upstairs and said in a daze, "I see, then you two relax and have a chat! I want to have a serious talk with Jean!"
Lilia was surprised, but Irene laughed. "What nonsense are you saying at your age? Why are you acting tough like that!"
Lilia could only smile and invite Irene to sit in the living room and start chatting.
...
In the room, Jas stood at the door, knocked on it as if he was about to knock it down, and then opened the handle.
He saw Jean opening the window as he lit a cigarette and blew the smoke.
He was still holding his cell phone as he turned toward the open door, and when he looked back, he whispered into the screen, "Let them sell it."
At this ti, Jas, who had approached the window, imdiately raised his eyebrows at his words. "What will be for sale? Stocks?"
He saw the man hang up, and there was a sign of interrogation in his eyes.
The stock sell-off would cause turmoil in the stock market.
Whose stock did Jean plan to throw anyway?!
Jas's heart was full of doubts, but his brother kept his calm while he smoked. Then he raised his voice to answer the rhetorical question. "When did you co?"
"Answer first, do you want to sell our family shares?"
Jean's face looked lazy, he shook his head slightly while letting out smoke from his nose. "This is from a downstream company."
"What's wrong? Why do they need to sell stocks at the sa ti?"
The man pressed his lower lip, his eyes filled with interest. "Yes."
Jas didn't ask why, so he ended the topic.
After a while, the man wrung out a cigarette butt and sat down at the tea table together with his brother. Neither of them made a sound.
In a tense atmosphere, Jas cleared his throat, took a teaspoon and rubbed it in his hand, then said in a heavy tone, "I have investigated the cause of Darrel's death."
For a mont, Jean's eyes sharpened and his gaze fell on his older brother's face. His voice was a little deep as he asked, "How did you find it?"
"The last ti you asked to find a docunt of cooperation between him and our family, I managed to find it and investigate it. Have you read all the docunts I sent you? Darrel, the man from the Ricardo Family in Yogyakarta, was our father's assistant in his early years, and later beca our family's partner."
Hearing that voice, Jean nodded calmly.
To be precise, Darrel was not only his father's assistant. He and his father seed to have also graduated from the sa school.
Even though it's been a long ti, this is no secret.
Jas saw that Jean was silent, so he continued, "I found out after investigating that Darrel was on the sa plane as our parents. I looked through all the company records, long before the plane crashed. Apparently, our family has ended its collaboration with him."
After this statent, Jas looked into Jean's eyes which were dark mixed with anxiety. "Do you think there's a conspiracy behind all this?"
"Obviously, it is no coincidence that Darrel took the sa flight!"
"Why do you think that?" Jean raised his eyebrows, took his teacup on the table and started turning the spoon to stir the content.
After hearing this, Jas sneered. "Don't pretend to be confused! Darrel is the only son of the Iron Lady. He was the sa age as our father, so he shouldn't be able to stay as our father's assistant."
The Iron Lady from Yogyakarta, who gave birth to three daughters and one son, made Darrel the only boy in that family.
The other heirs of the Ricardo family were all born to other branch families.
When Darrel was alive, the power struggle within the family had not start, and polygamy was quite common.
Especially for the Ricardo family who have status and money, it is understandable that they have been married to many wives.
In fact, the Iron Lady was not the only partner that the head family had at that ti.
It's just that during these turbulent years, she was able to change the wind and keep the Ricardo family together.
It was precisely because of this relationship that Florence loved Alfred, who was a descendant of Darrel.
Alfred even won the Ricardo family's inheritance for himself.
However, past events cannot be traced back specifically. Without knowing the details, Jas could not go deeper into the inseparable relationship between Darrel and the Widjaya family.
At this ti, Jean downed his tea. When he placed the porcelain cup in front of Jas, he said in a deep voice, "If we wanted to know more details about Darrel, maybe only one person would know."
Jas puffed his brows. "Who?"
"His wife, Alvina."
The older brother pondered for a while, trying to rember the information from his investigation. "Are you sure his wife's na is Alvina? Isn't her na Savira?"
The man looked calm and his eyes were deep. "Alvina changed her na after marrying Albert abroad."
Jas grabbed a sip of the cup on the table. He had a headache but he said, "The Ricardo family is really too complicated. If only I had known this earlier, perhaps I could prevent their family from harassing ours. My parents and my brother wouldn't have died. Damn! On second thought, the plane crash made no sense."
His brother muttered sadly. These words also made the man pause.
After a while, Jas had finished less than half his cup of tea, then asked, "Looks like you already know Darrel's son. If I'm not mistaken his na is Alfred, right?"
"Of course, he's an old friend!"
His brother's face beca a little serious. "How have you interacted with him all this ti? You haven't told . I only found out after checking it myself. It's clear that he has been eyeing you! This matter is obviously a string from the past that entangled the Widjaya and Ricardo families together, so you don't have to bring this up alone."
When the words fell, the man turned away from the table and slowly looked at Jas' face. "So far, Alfred has not targeted our family, but he has only targeted and Lilia."
"You and Lilia are mbers of the Widjaya family. He's clearly targeting you, so isn't this a declaration of war against our Widjaya family?"
Jas gave him an unpleasant look. His worries beca more and more intense in his heart.
Alfred… That guy from the Ricardo family needs to be watched closely!
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