The Journey Of Crazy Love Mr. Ceo

Edward Graham Jr, he is the sole heir to the wealth of his parents. But unfortunately, the young man did not like being the heir to the throne of his parents' business empire. Instead, he prefers to spend time at nightclubs with his friends. Getting drunk and playing paid girls in the nightclub, he even often treated the whole club that night for more than ten thousand dollars in one visit.

Both, Edwards Graham Jr., His parents are businessmen who started from scratch to succeed after years of hard work, but unfortunately, they have to have a son who does not know himself even though he is very handsome.

"Edward, this is the umpteenth time Mommy has told you, to stop your wasteful nature. Our company is going bankrupt!"

"Oh come on, now I ask, how many companies do Mommy and daddy have?"

"Five!"

"Yes, that means only 4 companies from Mommy and Daddy that can finance my spending!" Edward said lightly.

"What did you say?" The woman looked shocked to hear her son's words as if the young man in front of her did not care at all about the financial condition of one of her companies. Moreover, the shares in the five companies are experiencing financial problems. "You, can you care less about Mommy and Daddy's companies?"

"Mommy and daddy didn't even tell me when I was little that Mommy and Daddy were looking for money for me, right?"

"Y-yes but--"

"Well, that means there's no problem if I spend a lot of money with Mommy and Daddy. It doesn't matter where you get it from, the most important thing is that if I ask for the money, it must be there!" said Edward cutting off his mother's words.

"You are, really--"

Once again, Edward interrupted his mother's words, "Never mind Mom, I don't want to hear anything," he said getting up. "I still have business with my friends!"

"Where are you going?" Edward didn't answer, he just waved and left his mother in the very large living room.

Bam.

The door closed very tightly.

The woman named Daniella was very tired of telling anything to her only son. She and her husband who are not young anymore put their hope in Edward to focus on helping run their business.

There is worry in her about the five companies, her relatives and her husband's family are also eyeing the five companies that she and her husband built from scratch. Building with hard work and relentless efforts until finally, the companies can grow rapidly as they are today.

Daniella leaned back slowly against the sofa support. She then massaged her forehead which felt very dizzy. Dizzy thinks about the many things she has to finish. "Oh my God, what else should I tell that kid? I've done everything so that he wants to take part in those companies and no longer spend money, wasting money," she mumbled quietly.

"Honey, let's go!" A male voice came from the stairs. The tall and athletic man looked neat in a white shirt and blue pants, a suit of the same color as the pants he slung over his hands.

Daniella looked at him for a moment, then stood up. There were two large suitcases in dark brown and gray.

"Where's Edward?" asked the man named Josh Graham, who was none other than Daniella's husband and Edward's father. He did not find his son anywhere.

"He went to the club with his friends!"

"Again? Why don't you hold He's in, honey. You know we're going to Turkey on a business trip!" Josh was visibly furious when he learned that his son cared more about his friends than his family and the company he was going to inherit.

"I told him but he wouldn't listen and just walked away."

"And you didn't hold it in at all?" Josh's words seemed to accuse Daniella so that she felt he was being blamed for Edward's business. She was cornered by her husband's words.

"I've had it, Josh. And he's still stubborn about sticking with his friends instead of listening to what I have to say!" said Daniella not wanting to lose.

"How could he possibly leave if you arrested him, Daniella? You know, he will be the one in charge of all the activities of our companies in Germany. So, how can he escape if you hold back--"

"ENOUGH!" shouted Daniella, unable to stand Josh's rambling anymore. "Enough of you accusing me, Josh! Your son own won't do anything we tell you to. You're busy, I'm also busy, Josh! So I ask you to never accuse me of never doing anything to our son!"

"But what about our plan, Daniella?"

"We'd better talk again after tonight's business trip!" Daniella suggested, she then grabbed her suitcase and dragged it out of the house. Josh snorted in annoyance, it seemed, the plan he had made a week ago was about to fail again.

He then followed his wife walking while dragging her suitcase.

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Then in the nightclub,

The thumping sound of remix music echoed throughout the room. The strains of a very loud tone make the eardrums beat very quickly.

Hundreds of young men and women mingled as one in the 10 x 10 centimeters room, their bodies twisting left and right following a not-so-tunable rhythm. It even sounds very painful to the ear.

Edward is seen in one of the circular chairs. Sitting with his four friends and four different call ladies from the night before. He laughed, really enjoying the very long nights he always spent at the club with his friends. He lifted a glass of intoxicating alcohol and said, "Let's party until morning!" then his glass collided with his friends until it read, "Tracing."

The young man finished the drink with only one gulp. Then fell silent after laughing contentedly. He had something on his mind earlier. Since he fought with Daniella, his mother. In the depths of his heart, there was a feeling of guilt for having spoken harshly. And now something is bothering him.

"Hey, Edward. Why are you being like this, Bro? Are you in trouble?"

"Aah ... me? Hey, have you ever seen me have a problem? It's rarely, Bro!" Edward avoided. A woman nearby groped Edward's chest and then the naughty fingers continued to penetrate his outfit. The young man just dwelt on what the woman was doing. The woman's face was so close to Edward's, that the two smiled at each other. At this time, Edward was not so excited to serve the woman who already looked drunk and very passionate about Edward.

The young man, just thinking about all the words of his parents. There was something strange that he caught every emphasis on his mother. His parents never bothered about what he was doing all this time.

"Bro, let's dance first!" said one of his friends. But Edward refused. "What's wrong, man? Usually, you are so enthusiastic about tonight's party, why do you suddenly seem less enthusiastic?"

"It's okay, I'm just tired, really!" said Edward. All his friends let Edward rest, the woman who was with the young man was pulled by his friend, so as not to disturb Edward who looked like he had a lot of trouble. His friends started swaying left and right, dancing to the beat and getting so close that their bodies were pressed against each other. Everyone on the dance floor was drunk. They enjoyed the music while prancing and shouting.

The day was getting late, and the night put Edward's parents to sleep. They just took off. The flight was delayed due to bad weather in the local country. The airplane looked normal, flying very slowly and quietly. Ten meters later, the plane suddenly shook slightly. The plane swayed slightly, heavier to the left. On the right side.

In front, the pilot tried to control the plane that suddenly descended from the route it was directed to. From 30,000 feet to 24,000 feet, and down to the minimum recommended by airline and route operators.

"Mayday ... mayday, we need help. Flight with number 872WR has suffered damage to the left wing. We request your assistance to make an emergency landing!" said the pilot who had a conversation with a satellite-assisted communication tool with airport officials.

All the passengers became frightened the flight attendants and flight attendants were busy giving instructions on the use of accident safety equipment. They also calmed the passengers one by one. With a High-Frequency radio so no one panics.

Then what will happen next with the plane on which Edward's parents are traveling?

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To Be Continued.