Novel & Cerita Kenapa Doni Di Penjara

Jackson's tone sounded panicked. Don couldn't think properly at the moment. The image of him and Jackson going to jail suddenly crossed his mind. "Fuck, I don't want to go to jail. I don't want to spend the rest of my life there." "Does Boss know about this news?" Don directed his gaze to Jackson, but Jackson remained silent and did not answer his questions. "Hey, I asked if Boss knew about this?" Jackson raised his head to Don. "Why are you just quiet, huh?"

That the Don was waiting. Now the Don was in the garden, in his wheelchair, the blanket across his lap, his face turned toward the house. He looked smaller than Alex remembered. Older. Frail. But his eyes—his eyes were the same. "They're taking him to the FBI building," Vincenzo said. "He'll be processed. Questioned. Probably spend the rest of his life in a federal prison." Alex watched the agents move toward the garden, their hands on their weapons, their faces hard. "That's more than he deserves."

I nodded my head, in my heart I had a bad feeling because my arrival with Jackson at the cemetery was because Jack wanted to show Violina Anastasya's grave. Especially when I saw a tear in the corner of Don's eye, I increasingly felt that he was going to say something bad. "Jack … is in jail." My eyes widened when I heard this. "What?!" Don looked more relaxed now, he nodded his head. "I reported him to the police." I suddenly remembered what happened two days ago when I returned from Don's house. I heard the sound of arguing and passed a police car. Maybe that's when Jackson was arrested.

Mona paused for a moment and then took the paternity test result to the jail center. Mrs. Donovan had been held at the detention center since she was engaged in other instances and hadn't yet been officially sentenced. Sydney didn't want to visit her very much, so Mrs. Donovan had been having a hard time in the detention center lately. She got mad right away when she saw Mona coming. "How dare you come here?" Mona made a face. "I want to see you. Do you have the guts to say no?” Mrs. Donovan glanced at the guard with a serious face and was so mad that her nose was almost out of joint.

Everyone was overjoyed to see such a nasty guy in agony. Abruptly, a few police officers stormed into the mall, apprehending the don and his goons and taking them into custody. "Do you overlook who I am? Just leave me", the man waved angrily as he tried to escape the cops. "You simply tangled with the incorrect people, sir. We received a call from DGP, sir, and I'm sorry to announce you have to spend the rest of your life in prison", one of the policemen remarked quietly. Don was stunned, what?

Irena spoke through a soothing, sweet voice while offering food to a disturbed man and his two teenage girls. A man named Donnie was one of Irena’s captives. Irena’s men abducted Donnie and his daughters from their house and imprisoned them. Donnie wanted his freedom, but he had to fight and kill 2Pac in a tournament to gain freedom for himself and his daughters.

After that, Andrew was sent to prison so he can pay for his sins. As for her, Donna tried to escape by going to another country. But this plan didn't work since the police also captured her on the day of her flight. She was charged with different crimes and was given thirty-five years of imprisonment. While she was inside the prison, Donna heard that Andrew died in his cell after several goons made him a human punching bag for months.

Perhaps because Peter was still panicking about Cyra's condition and continued to speak, "Bik, in that case, please get everything ready quickly. I need to return to the hospital as soon as possible." The assistant finally reached the TV room. He was shocked when he saw his employers there. "Sir, Madam, when did you arrive?" he asked anxiously. "Our plane landed at Soekarno Hatta Airport this morning," Mr. Doni replied. "A lot has happened while we were away from Jakarta. You didn't inform us at all? Even about Felix's wedding, you remained silent. Assistant Peter, come on, tell us honestly what's happening now. Especially Felix's actions this time? Don't be afraid; I will take responsibilit

“You didn’t help him?” Sunny set his cup on the table. “I helped Matthews Sr. because he’s a greedy pig at worst. He was never a murderer. He never killed anyone for money in his entire life. But Donald’s made of different stuff, I heard. He’s a madman who escaped prison, at the very least. Letting him stay on my island is akin to planting a ticking bomb next to my pillow.” There was a conspicuous, seconds-long pause. Sunny considered Nollace thoughtfully. “And I refuse to permit your stay, either. I know who you are. Donald went to prison because of you.”

My eyes fell to the uneven bruises scattered across my arms before my gaze darkened. "The Donna?" I echoed. Matteo heard the sarcasm in my voice, but he couldn't care less. "Three lives aren't enough to atone for your adultery. What would the Famiglia think of me if I let you go unpunished?" He fell silent for a brief moment as his gaze settled on me. "One year of punishment in exchange for a lifetime as the Donna. It's a fair deal," he said calmly. With that, he casually tossed me a black card. "Go and buy something you like. Think of it as compensation."