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Mr CEO’s Pregnant Wife

Aruna, the beloved wife of Mr. CEO – Mahendra Hadyan Wenceslas, has repeatedly received death threats. the Mistress is pregnant, the threat scares Mr. CEO every time “Where is Aruna?” She was not where he last time left her.  Mahendra and Susi searched for all the possible places as far as their views could reach. "Don't make me crazy, Aruna! WHERE ARE YOU?!!" Seeing her master yell, "Master, let me get other guards," She dropped her umbrella and brushed off to the main house for help. “ARUNA…!” Mahendra screamed and threw his eyes to the farthest he could reach, “NO JOKING PLEASE!!” he ran off here and there, panicked. "Damn it!" there were other foot traces, not his nor hers. No other people walked into this area unless Aruna and himself were bare feet. Shoe foot traces, male shoes as the size and shape were typical male ones. "Whoever could find my wife will get the best car!" Hendra shouted in great fear and panic, running wildly to follow his feet. The group of aides was running faster, scattering everywhere, and some were going into the water, in case their valuable Miss was drowned.  Let’s follow Aruna and Mahendra's struggle to maintain their love story in [Mr CEO’s Pregnant Wife]

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51. Pair Of Swans

Meanwhile, Jav's sparring opponent ran somewhere. Now what was left was the laughter of Rio's third son.

This young man was giggling like a man had lost his sanity. Sitting on the dirty floor of the basement of a multi-story building, which presents a row of luxury cars, invited guests of his family.

Juan burst out laughing while hitting the floor. Then he cried, holding his sick chest.

"Hi you.. did my cousin help me? Oh.. you Raka, you must have been sent by him.."Juan stopped crying.

"All right.. that's enough.. get me out of here.. then kill me and throw it in the bushes, " it seems that this young man is in frustrated.

Raka exhaled a tired breath, standing firmly, staring at the young man who was cowering resignedly on the dirty floor.

"All right," Raka took the HS-11 from inside his suit and then directed it to Juan. The chief aide, eager to pull the trigger on the HS-11. Then the voice, "Bang!" slid.

But not from his gun. Out of his mouth, Raka's mouth.