Return our money

After that episode.

"How is that possible?" Robert slumped back in his chair, his brow furrowed.
"We have no knowledge, sir, about an unidentified company that sells low-cost items. As a result, all of their income rates have unexpectedly increased. Mr. Obin has contacted me twice today, as well "he stated
I'm not sure what I should do next. Robert furrowed his brows and bowed his head.
"Sir," he addressed me.
As I walked out of the room, I said, "Lone, I'm going; if Mr. Obin contacts you again, tell him I'm in Istanbul."

An hour later, Robert returned home.

"Robert, you've arrived? Is everything all right with you? ", I worriedly inquired, knowing that he usually returned home at night.
Robert had such a strained expression on his face. He sat unconcernedly on the couch and remarked, "I'm finished, Anne."
"What exactly are you talking about?" I said, my eyes narrowing.

Robert explained everything to me. I don't understand what he's saying. I sprang up alongside him while tapping my brow.
Robert questioned, "Now what will I do?"

It's a disaster. What will happen next? I will not let that man take our belongings.
"What are we going to do now, babe?" I murmured this as I clutched his hand.

Robert frowned and said, "We have to sell all of our properties.
"Nooo!" I shouted.
"What?" Robert said, staring at me.
I responded slowly, "I mean, no, we can't."
"We have to do it." "I need to speak with Elena," Robert said to Anne.
Elena, what is it about her? I asked, "Why Elena! Robert, what do you think she'll do?"
"Because without her, I can't sell her properties," Robert stated.
It felt like a bolt of lightning struck my head when I heard him. Elena, what are you talking about?
"What?? Her property? Robert, what exactly do you mean? ", I sternly questioned Robert.

Robert put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed it. That old man mistook my concern for their safety. He was entirely oblivious to the fact that he was completely worthless to me if he had nothing.

"Anne, we're staying at Elena's place. She is in charge of everything, even the business, "Robert explained.
What? My eyes widened. It seemed as if someone had snatched my food from my mouth.
"What's yours, Robert?" I inquired about him.
"Elena's mother gave her everything. I am not the owner of this property "Robert clarified.

I slowly drew my hand away from his palm. I was wrong; I thought Robert was my trump card, but I was wrong. My veins were bursting at the seams with wrath.
Idiocy!
No, everything belongs to me and only me. How could this old man have done this to us? From the beginning, I thought he was the owner. Even for this property, I killed Elena's mother.

"I asked," I said, "Why didn't you tell me anything about Elena's past? So what about me and my son? ",
"Why didn't you tell me that you didn't own these things?" I couldn't hold back my wrath any longer, so I gradually raised my voice.
"What's the problem if I don't own this property? Are you regretful or trying to tell me that you married me for these assets? "Robert paused for a time.
Shit! Relax, Anne. You can't keep losing like this. Because of that, I divorced my husband and killed my friend.

I closed my eyes in disappointment. "Robert, I won't let you do this," I said calmly after taking a long breath. No, I answered, nodding. "Honey, you misunderstood me. That was not my intention..." "What am I trying to say is, what about us? What if Elena agreed to sell all of her belongings? She is a youngster with a promising future. Think about her future ", I responded.
"What will I do then?" Robert let out a sigh.
"Why did you make such an important decision without informing Elena, if she begins asking questions? What will happen then? ", I questioned.

"I know that I've made a big mistake." I snatched everything she had. " Robert commented, "However, I don't think she'll question me about it." She reminds me of her mother. "Her heart is pure," he even stated.
"If that's the case, keep it a secret from her," I said, glaring at him. "Darling, we'll find something out."
"Do you have any other options?" Robert asked,
I was about to say anything when Elena walked in.
Elena called him "Dad."
As he turned back, Robert stuttered, "Elena, y-you."
"Are you all okay, dad?" I asked. He doesn't seem to be in fine condition. What is the matter with him?

That witch appeared unexpectedly. "Elena, you came so early today," Anne said, a smile on her face. "Dad, what's the matter?" I asked, ignoring her.
Dad said, "Nothing, sweetie."
"Sir, someone wants to meet you," Pom said as she emerged out of nowhere.
The expression on Robert's face changed unexpectedly. He murmured, "What?"

Dad was perplexed. "Who?" he asked.
"Mr. Robert, it's me. I heard you're in Istanbul right now. As a result, I planned to meet with your wife ",,
"But here you are," a broad, muscular man said as he strode into the room without knocking and began conversing with my father.
"Mr. Obin, I just-" dad was about to say when the man cut him off with a smile and said, "My boss hates lying." He said, "This is something you shouldn't have done."

I said, "Don't call my father a liar!"

Obin's point of view.
I locked my gaze on her. She is, therefore, Robert's daughter. It turns out that the rumors are correct. Her beauty is incomparable. I sighed and cleared my throat, "Mr. Robert, I'd like to ask you a question.
"When will you return our money?"

"Money?" "Dad, what is he saying?" I asked.
"It's nothing, baby." "Go to your room," Dad said.
I stared at him, and he stared back.
What exactly is going on with Dad? Who is he, exactly? What about the money they're discussing? I dashed up the stairwell to my second-floor room.
"Mr. Obin, please have a seat," Robert said.
"I'm not here to talk with you, Mr. Robert."
"Return our money or come with me," Obin said.
"What? What exactly do you mean by that? " Anne worriedly questioned Obin.

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