"I don't hate you, Alea. It's just that you've gone too far," said Vesa. He then took Lara away from there. Alea shouted, "Vesa." Vesa ignored her. Alea could only bite her lower lip bitterly. Vesa didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore. The young man must have been so disgusted with him. Alea grabbed her hair and left the campus because she couldn't stand the sight of the students looking at her with strange looks. On the other hand, Vesa said quietly, "I'm sorry. Because of me, you became ....""It's okay. Well, by the way I have to go now, I think my friend has come," Lara said then. Vesa nodded slowly, still feeling so guilty. Once the girl left, he chose to change his plans. He couldn't possibly use Lara to trap Gea. The girl didn't know anything. For some reason, he felt that Lara was an innocent girl. Therefore he decided to attack Gea without involving Lara. That evening he returned to his house and immediately spoke to Inka, "I met Gea's daughter. Inka, we
Gea's body looks so terrible. Her chest was stabbed with a knife and foam was coming out of his mouth and his eyes were open. Vesa immediately ordered, "Call the police now." Inka covered her face because she couldn't see it. Vesa immediately hugged the girl so that Inka wouldn't be afraid. "Who killed her? It was too cruel, Vesa. It was terrible," said the girl in a trembling voice. "We'll find out soon, let the police handle it," said Vesa. Not long after that the police came and immediately investigated the case. "Would you two come with us to the police station to testify?" asked the police officer. "Yes," Vesa replied. Vesa also invited Inka to join the police chief. Vesa and Inka had to be at the police station for at least two hours to testify. And when he finished and left the interrogation room, he saw Lara, Gea's daughter, coming to the police station with a face full of tears. "Have you found the culprit? Please tell me who killed my mother?" Lara screamed hysteri
Hello, readers. We'll meet again here. Finally finished this second season. It's such a relief to finish this story. I thank you very much for reading the story of Vesa Araya, Valentino Araya's son, and following it to the end. I hope the story doesn't disappoint and you are satisfied with this story. Hopefully, the ending will also be satisfying for the readers, and no one will be disappointed. I hope that the story of Vesa Araya will be remembered by readers. Finally, I hope to create other stories that readers will also like. Best regards from Zila Aicha, see you in Zila's next work. Zila Aicha
"Hey, what's going on? Why do you look so gloomy?" Hera Adnan asked as she had just seen her grandson come home from college with a languid face. Vesa Araya still looked down and did not answer his grandmother's question. "Vesa Araya, I am talking to you. Can't you hear me?" Vesa who was walking and was about to climb the stairs stopped and turned around. He already understood that every time his grandmother called his full name like it meant that his grandmother was getting impatient. The young man who was about to turn twenty years old looked at his aged grandmother but the lines of beauty were still on his face. "What should I say, Grandma?" Vesa said lazily. Hera sighed softly and then spoke, "What happened at your campus again? Do you have problems with your friends?" Vesa replied, "When have I not had problems with them? You know it very well, they bully me almost every day. And they said I didn't deserve to study at the University of Greenwich. I'm too poor and a lo
"Valen, don't be so cruel to your son. Come on, you don't want your son to be humiliated, do you?" Thomas Miller said. He was on the phone with Valentino Araya, his stepson and father of his grandson, Vesa Araya. Hera Adnan, who was sitting near her husband, could only stare at her husband with a concerned look. "Your son has been humiliated so many times. Don't you feel sorry for him? Just let him shut his friends' mouths this time." Valentino said, "No, Dad. It's not time yet. Just leave it like this for now." "What!? You-" Thomas angrily turned off the line. "You are stubborn. How could he not want to help his own son? Why does your son still insist on not wanting Vesa to get anything better? What's the point-" His voice was cut off when his phone rang again. The tone of his cell phone was deliberately set to a high enough tone because Thomas Miller had suffered a rather severe hearing loss at the age of eighty. Actually, come to think of it, Thomas was still lucky
Vesa Araya had almost no friends on campus. That's because most of his classmates were people who were quite respected and at least had a higher social class than him. Vesa's friend was from another faculty and of course not invited to Derrick's birthday party. Vesa was used to being ignored by his friends so he just walked alone and took a glass of what he thought was a lychee-flavoured drink. The owner of the event didn't serve alcohol because at the party, not only friends from college but also several children who were most likely relatives of the Whites attended. Vesa took a sip of the lychee-flavoured drink and was stunned when his tongue loved the drink so much. He just drank it down until he heard someone spit, "You've never had a drink like this, have you?" It was Alea's voice, the girl who apparently still didn't want to let go. The girl's gaze looked down on him but Vesa didn't do anything and instead remained silent. Alea, who didn't like being ignored, immediatel
Derrick finally got off the stage and walked towards Vesa who had just put down his glass. He approached Vesa with a complicated expression and made everyone in the building unable to take their eyes off Derrick. "Tell me, Vesa. Where did you get this watch?" Derrick repeated, clutching the watch. Derrick's father and his wife followed his son and stood behind Derrick. Vesa was about to answer but then Alea nudged his arm. She said, "Answer it quickly, why are you silent?" Vesa rolled his eyes in annoyance. That girl was really very rude. I was about to answer but you cut me off instead, Vesa thought annoyed. "I ...." Vesa's words were cut off again. "Jesus, what has this friend of ours given us? Oh my God, my friends. Vesa gave Derrick an old watch. Is that second hand? You're crazy, huh. How can you give your friend a second hand?" Sebastian shook his head in disbelief. The young man deliberately cut off Vesa's words which he thought were unimportant. The man looked
"So what's wrong with that? Aren't we in the same class? That means we're all friends, right?" Derrick said casually. Alea was shocked. She kept her mouth shut, not knowing how to comment on Derrick's words. Alea couldn't possibly dare to argue with Derrick because Derrick's social status was the same as her. She didn't want to get into trouble with the young man because she didn't want the big name of her family to be dragged into it. Therefore Alea could only stomp her feet in annoyance before stepping away from the area. Derrick heaved a sigh of relief after the girl was finally out of sight. The man with blonde hair turned to Vesa, "Vesa, I'll take you home. I'll call the repair shop person to take care of your car. When it's done, it will be delivered directly to your house." Vesa was surprised because this he thought was very strange. It was a rare thing for Derrick White to want to talk to him, because the son from a rich family almost never wanted to talk to people from