Chapter 4

Both Brian and the girl looked at the person who was screaming. A bald man about 50 years old with a bloated stomach approached them.

"Evening, Sir," said the waiter who had approached them earlier. It seems that the man is the manager or maybe the minimarket owner.

"Hm... what's this?" asked the bald man with a fierce face. He looked at the two troublemakers in turn.

"Here, Mr. Gibran. Earlier, they fought because this lady had accused this gentleman of harassment against him," explained the waiter, a little scared. The employee waited for the reaction his boss would show.

"Harassment? What kind of harassment?" asked Mr. Gibran. He wanted to know more.

"He squeezed my ass, Sir!" said the girl. She had to maintain her pride.

"Not me!" Brian argued.

"Still won't admit it, Sir?" The girl glared at Brian.

Brian looked at Gibran. "Let's say it, Sir. Mr. Gibran is the owner of this mini-market, right?" Brian asked.

"Yes. I am the owner," said Gibran, puffing out his chest as if he was proud that someone would know where he was in one glance.

"Look, Mr. Gibran. Does this mini-market have CCTV?" Brian cursed himself. Why did you think about it now? Why not earlier?

"Of course, there is," answered Mr. Gibran immediately.

"May I not, Sir, check it to prove who is at fault here? I don't want my good name to be bad because of dealings with this girl." Brian pointed at the girl who was still looking at him with a hateful look. Hate the person who abused hee. In all her life, no one had ever touched his body. However, this foreigner impolitely did so.

Mr. Gibran thought for a moment. He looked at the two people taking turns. Then looked at the employee who was still looking down.

"Wildan! Take them to the CCTV room!" Mr. Gibran gave orders to his employee, who turned out to be Wildan.

"Okay, sir!" Willow nodded obediently. "Follow me!"

"Thank you very much, Mr. Gibran," said Brian.

Brian and the girl followed Wildan to the inside of the Minimarket.

Mr. Gibran cleared his throat, looking at the visitors who had watched the free drama just now and made them feel awkward. He then returned to his room. Didn't want to be bothered by the two of them.

The three of them were in a room where a television showed several blocks of pictures. Wildan sat on a chair while the two people looking at each other in disgust stood behind him.

"Where did it happen, Miss?" Wildan asked the girl.

"Here, Sir." Point to the girl at one of the tapes showing the scene. Wildan immediately saw the footage of the place some time ago. From the moment the girl entered the Minimarket.

The two of them watched intently to prove who was at fault in this. Brian doesn't want his name to appear on the news, 'A rich businessman gets into a scandal with a girl's ass.' Where do you want to put your face when you face investors?

"Well! From here, Sir. This perverted the old man has just entered. Surely this time, it will be proven who is at fault here."

"Don't call me a perverted old man. Let's see what's going on," Brian snapped.

"Alright! Anyway, I'm 200 percent sure if you're the one who has done something indecent to me," said the girl confidently. Her feelings as a woman are unquestionable. Even when her cat at home is pregnant, she can guess correctly how many children it will give birth to.

"200 percent?" Brian pouted.

"Let it go! This is my mouth. Why are you bothering?"

"Couldn't you be quiet first? Later the picture is too late. I don't want to be asked to do it again." Wildan was furious because they didn't stop fighting. They were like cats and mice.

"Look at that!" Brian exclaimed, glaring at the girl. Not wanting to lose, the girl pouted, glaring back at Brian.

"See! From here, start using the eyes, Sir. Who's wrong here!" said the girl. Brian, who felt innocent, acted normal. He opened his eyes wide to prove that he wasn't the one doing it.

"Repeat, Sir! That already got me slapped. Playback to the previous scene! Let's see who did that!"

Wildan took a deep breath. He had to be patient with these two strange humans. How can he be in this shape, dealing with two unwilling people to budge?

Reluctantly, Wildan obeyed Brian's orders. He wanted to get this over with and get back to work, seeing the beautiful female customers.

'Ah! Come on, Wild. Finish this first,' said Wildan in his heart.

"Well! Well, look at that! It's being proven now. Who's at fault?"