Speak of The Devil

"You know, Adrian? I've been planning all these plans for a long time. Looking for the right time to eliminate Andrew from the face of this earth," said Alfonso.

"But why get rid of it, sir? Isn't Mr. Andrew an old friend of yours?"

Adrian looked surprised. He wondered why his boss insisted on drawing up a plan as neat as possible to eliminate his own best friend.

"It's that simple. I don't like Andrew choosing Raphael over me. Foxtail can be where he is now because of my role in raising him."

Adrian nodded in understanding. Understand how Alfonso feels.

"Then how come Julio was willing to follow your orders? I'm sure what you ordered put the lives of all of you in the car at risk."

Alfonso seemed to be smiling. Leaning his shoulder on the back of the chair, he then explained again. "I know Julio requires a lot of money to support his family. For that, I purposely ordered my people to kidnap his wife and children. I moved them to a safe place. what I ordered."

"So because of this, Julio is willing to risk his life to be involved in Andrew's fatal accident?" asked Adrian. Before Alfonso could answer, he resumed his sentence.

"Wait a minute ... let me guess, you deliberately designed this accident to be as natural as possible so that no one would suspect that you were the mastermind behind all this? Because even if you were sabotaged, why would you bother injuring yourself?"

"Alfonso immediately snapped his fingers in the air as he answered.

"Exactly, Adrian. I ordered Julio to crash the car he was driving into the concrete guardrail. Deliberately took the left side to hit the exact position where Andrew was sitting. That's why Andrew was the worst injured among the three of us. It was obvious that he was caught in the car's body even before passing out. I saw the officers had a hard time getting him out."

Adrian shuddered. Suddenly I couldn't bear to imagine what was happening at that time.

"And you succeeded in carrying out this plan?"

Alfonso immediately nodded. "Of course, Adrian. Even if I have to go into a coma and become nearly paralyzed, I'm still satisfied to see Andrew lose his life. Besides avenging my revenge, it's easier for me to carry out my plan to take over Foxtail from Raphael or the other successors. My message about Gracia and Raphael's affair managed to give that poor woman a heart attack. I'm happy when I attack one, but instead, two of your enemies can disappear at once."

"But aren't you afraid that Andrew's family will find evidence that you caused this fatal event?" inquired Adrian curiously. Alfonso laughed. The look on his face showed he didn't care at all.

"Even if they want to be searched to the ends of the world, they will not be able to prove that I am the mastermind of all this. I have even silenced and eliminated Julio before anyone else could extract information from him. Besides, there is no authentic evidence that the accident was sabotaged. This idiot Raphael is looking for the memory of the CCTV camera installed in the car. There is nothing there. Except..."

Alfonso was heard pausing his sentence. "Except what, sir?" Adrian to the point of tilting his face out of curiosity to know.

"Unless you purposely record this conversation as evidence and then hand it over to the authorities. If you dare to do that, I assure you you will never survive, Adrian."

"Of course, I wouldn't dare, sir," Adrian fearfully. Seeing Alfonso's sharp gaze, his guts immediately shrunk. "Then what are you planning to do after this."

Alfonso took a sip of the coffee that Adrian had previously served, especially for him. After it was gone, he resumed his conversation.

"First, I will make Tristan and Raphael misunderstand. I will make my beloved son-in-law a weapon to attack or maybe eliminate Raphael from the face of this earth. Of course, it's interesting, Adrian. He was able to see a child attack his biological father. Second, I will be slow -slowly take over Foxtail from Tristan. I have prepared all the plans carefully."

Tristan almost threw the laptop in front of him. The recording that Sophia had just given managed to invite anger and emotion. Just as he was about to stand up, Tristan's eyes caught the file from Raphael that had been entrusted to detective Joseph. Curious about its contents, at that moment, he sat back down and checked what was inside.

"I'm Julio Grey, knowingly and intentionally making this confession using the Ni'ihau language to keep it confidential and testifying to the authorities regarding the accident that occurred in Mr. Alfonso Craigh Adelaide's Roll Royce Phantom. Soul named Andrew John Quartararo. I reiterate that this accident was pure sabotage planned by Mr. Alfonso himself. As evidence, I am ready to be examined. I also attach a bank account number that can be investigated because of receiving bribes several times for my work."

Tristan growled even more furiously. He cursed his stupidity for being so emotional that he couldn't think straight. If only he had given Raphael a little chance yesterday, maybe this case could have been solved sooner.

Not wanting to lament his stupidity for too long, Tristan got up again. Grabbing the car keys, he immediately took a big step, intending to meet someone right now.

***

Sophia looks calmly, enjoying the red velvet in her hand. At the same time, her eyes were looking straight at the rows of exotic old buildings she saw from behind the glass of Edward's apartment.

For some reason, today, she suddenly thought of her father. Ever since she heard and finally found out that her father was the cause of the death of Tristan's parents, at that moment, Sophia experienced an inner struggle.

It was not an easy matter for her at that time to decide to record what her father was discussing with the assistant. It's not an easy matter to maintain an attitude so that it looks normal, even though she knows a big secret that her husband has been working so hard to reveal.

On the one hand, Sophia certainly didn't want to see the father she loved so much that she had to deal with the authorities. But on the other hand, he did not justify what his father had done, much less cause the loss of someone's life.

Over and over again, Sophia asked herself whether it was necessary to tell Tristan right then and there. But considering how cruel her husband was, she had time to give up the intention to tell.

Gradually, Sophia steeled herself, thinking clearly that maybe she deserved all this lousy luck in return for what her father had done. After all, even though Tristan wants to be tortured, it's still not worth the life that has been lost due to his father's actions. That's why, before leaving Tristan's residence, Sophia decided to go what she had recorded for Tristan to see.

The following days she looked anxious herself. She was waiting for that moment to come when Tristan saw her, and the man would immediately report her father to the authorities. While waiting for that time, Sophia chose to spend more time with her father.

Often make dinner together at Edward's house. Talk a lot both in person and over the phone. Whatever she did to have a beautiful memory before the authorities took her first love.

Continuing to think in silence, Edward, who was in the apartment then, came over. Rebuked, even directly hugged Sophia from behind without the slightest awkwardness.

"What are you dreaming about, Sophia?" he asked, tightening his embrace.

Sophia woke up. Turning, he immediately answered.

"Nothing important. I'm just enjoying the scenery that is presented before my eyes." Edward nodded. Breaking the hug, the man pulled up a chair and sat beside Sophia. Acting the same, bringing his eyes to pay attention to the old buildings typical of the British government that still stand firm, even so well-maintained even though they are hundreds of years old.

"Ed..." Sophia called again.

"Yes? What's wrong, honey?" he said softly as he refused. Which answer made Sophia gasp at once.

"Dear?"

Edward nodded. "No problem, right? Did I call you dear? Aren't you the woman I care about right now?"

"Ah, yes ... yes ..." Sophia replied with a smile. She didn't mind one bit when Edward called her dear. "But, continuing my previous chat, I wanted to tell you about my plans which will start working again next week as usual."

Hearing what Sophia said, Edward was a little taken aback. Indeed, the woman had not been working as usual for weeks. So many problems had happened that he couldn't help but rest for a while. But, considering that Tristan could do anything, Edward was a little worried about letting Sophia get back to her activities.

"Are you sure you want to go back to work anytime soon? I'm just worried that ---" "Tristan?" Sophia said quickly. As if he could read what the man beside him was thinking. "Why should I be afraid of Tristan, Ed? After all, I have you now."

Edward smiled. Taking his hand, he then gently stroked Sophia's hair which was flowing freely.

"Yes, I am indeed by your side. But I can't be with you 24 hours, Sophia. I'm afraid that Tristan will be desperate to pick you up and force you to come with him," complained Edward with a worried expression. He doesn't play with how he feels.

"If Tristan comes to pick me up by force, then you just take me back from his hands."

This time a laugh escaped Edward's lips. It was very exciting to hear Sophia's answer, which relaxed as if there was no burden. It was fun continuing to talk.

Suddenly both of them were startled by a knock on the door, which was getting louder and impatient. Curious as to who it was outside, Edward quickly opened it.

"Tristan." Instead of responding, let alone responding to Edward's slightly surprising words, Tristan just walked right in. Targeting the living room until he finally found the woman he was looking for.

"Tristan, you have no right to enter my residence without permission like this!"

Edward said irritably. He didn't seem to like what his best friend had just done.

"I have nothing to do with you, Ed. You'd better stay away and don't interfere. I have a business to settle with Sophia right now," Tristan retorted.

"Can not!" flatly refused Edward. This is my house, and I have the right to do anything. After all, Sophia is my guest. It's my responsibility now. Tristan turned. Nailed Edward's brown bead firmly. Gave a piercing gaze, clearly not like it.

"Don't have amnesia. Until now, Sophia's status is still my wife."

"But soon, you two will be divorced. So you---"

"Stop it!" Sophia, silent from the start, finally made a sound. Screaming even to stand up from his sitting position. Stepping forward, the woman approached the position where Tristan was standing.

"If you even bothered to come here to see me, I'm guessing you've seen what I gave you?"

Tristan didn't answer. He grabbed Sophia's face and grabbed her chin roughly. Edward, who saw even reflex, tried to let go.

However, Sophia gave Edward a code not to interfere with what was going on between her and Tristan.

"How can you hide this huge fact from me, Sophia. You're mistaken if you think that providing evidence that your Papa is guilty makes me forgive you. I will never forgive the entire Adelaide family!"

Sophia could see how Tristan's blue bead was covered in deep rage. He was sure. Indeed there was not the slightest apology from the man for him.

"If killing me satisfied you, why don't you just kill me now?" squeaked Sophia softly. Tristan nodded.

"Sure. I will kill you. But before that happens, I must drag your Papa to hell first."

Tristan then removed his hand from Sophia's face roughly. Still filled with anger, the man then just left Edward's apartment without saying a word.

"Sophia, are you all right?"

Edward rushed over and took his hand to examine Sophia's face and body. Feeling anxious fear that something will happen to the woman.

"I'm fine," the woman said. Then Sophia walked briefly to the room to get her cellphone and a sling bag for her to use. This, of course, made Edward so surprised.

"Sophia, where are you going?"

"Ed, I beg you, please take me to Papa's office right now." There was a hopeful tone tucked into Sophia's words. And, of course, this confused Edward even more.

"Your Papa's office? What's the matter, Sophia?"

The impatient Sophia grabbed Edward's wrist. Ask the man to walk out of the apartment unit immediately.

"Ask him later. The important thing is to take me right now. Or if you can't, I'll take a taxi." "Okay... okay..." I'll drop you off right now.

Meanwhile, Tristan appears to be walking down the corridor of the Beckley building to go immediately to Alfonso's room. As soon as he reached the 20th floor, Tristan approached the secretary on duty and asked to be met immediately.

"Wait a minute, Mister Tristan. Let me first ask Mr. Alfonso if he is busy or can receive guests," said the secretary.

"Tell him that his son-in-law is looking for him. I'm sure Papa Alfonso will immediately let me in," Tristan replied confidently.

Sure enough, after reporting briefly to his superiors, the secretary immediately invited Tristan to enter Alfonso's room immediately.

"How are you, Tristan?" said Alfonso while smiling. smiled when he found his son-in-law already in his room.

Tristan grinned sharply. A grin he had never shown before to Alfonso. Stepping forward, he approached the position where his father-in-law was sitting. "I'm good. In fact, very very very good."

Alfonso nodded. Still smiling, he returned to reply to the words of the man in front of him.

"Then what wind brought you all the way here? I'm sure you're not in the mood to discuss business let alone talk about Sophia, right?"

Tristan nodded. He was confirming his in-laws' guess. "Of course, I'm not here to discuss business or Sophia. But I want to discuss the cause of my Papa's death."

"Your papa?" Alfonso frowned in surprise. "You mean about Andrew? Ah, are you starting to believe now that it was Raphael who caused Andrew's death?"

Tristan just smiled. Neither denied nor confirmed.

"Yes, now I finally know the truth. I know who caused my Papa to lose his life."

At the exact second, Tristan stepped forward. In one move, the man immediately grabbed Alfonso's shirt collar and threw a sudden punch at the man, who was his father-in-law. this made Alfonso wince in pain.

"Tristan! What are you doing?! Have you gone mad?" shouted Alfonso while wiping the blood pouring from his temples? Still holding Alfonso's shirt collar, Tristan nodded casually.

"Yes, I'm crazy! Today too, I want to send you to hell. Revenge for all the pain and suffering that my family has felt for years."

"What do you mean?" asked Alfonso with a confused look. Tristan immediately laughed. Feeling tickled to see Alfonso's expression as if he didn't feel guilty about what he had done so far.

"Don't be stupid, Papa. I already know that you killed my Papa. I already know. Even Sophia herself gave me the evidence." Like being struck by lightning, Alfonso's eyes widened after hearing that Tristan had just revealed. Of course, he did not expect and, at the same time, did not believe that the princess could have proof that she was the mastermind behind all the events. happened all this time.

"This is impossible. There must be a misunderstanding."

Alfonso tried to dodge. But before he could finish speaking, another fist flew lightly across his face. Tristan seemed to want to vent all his anger on the man who was now in his grip. "Today too, I will drag Papa to hell. !"

"Tristan, stop it! I can explain everything. You're on the wrong target."

However, Tristan, already overcome with anger, didn't even care. The more his grip tightened, he even tried to throw a punch once more. Luckily at that moment, Edward and Sophia appeared. the two men.

"Stop it, Tristan! You've lost your mind, huh? Do you want to harm your own in-laws?" Edward shouted disapprovingly.

"I told you not to interfere in my business, Ed! You know nothing here. That man was clearly the one who killed my Papa," Tristan replied, struggling. "If that's true, it's best if you call the police right now to catch your target. Instead of being vigilante like now!"

Tristan growled in annoyance. He pulled away from Edward and took a step back, intending to leave. But before he left the room, he gave another warning.

"Don't ever try to run away. , Pa. I have all the evidence against you. Just wait, I'll be back soon with the authorities to drag you to jail."

Tristan was serious with his threat. Then he turned around, intending to call the police immediately, leaving the room. When his feet stepped out, Alfonso sat back in the chair and seemed to take out a Glock Meyer-type weapon from his desk drawer.

Quickly also aimed the object right at Tristan's body. Aimed at it and ready to open fire. When the trigger was prepared to be pulled, Sophia, who realized this incident, immediately ran toward Tristan—just as the bullet was released, accompanied by a popping sound. At that moment, Sophia's body collapsed to the floor.