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– I need you. You are one of my loyal people, and I cannot cope without you. I am opening restaurants, and I need help.

– I am always at your service. After talking with Vina, Arthur came out of the entrance, and he felt uncomfortable. He did not want to see this girl as a dancer anymore. A man’s jealousy awoke in him, and he did not yet know what the feeling of love was. Arthur was sitting in his car and literally scratching his head. His faithful dog was waiting for instructions.

– You will fly to Poipet and shoot Sultana’s father. And I will fly to Indonesia and bring new dancers. We have a stagnation in business. It is time to move on.

– Wouldn’t it be easier to kill this girl?

– No. The police know she is alive. She is holding me. We need to remove the father before it is too late. Then her and her palmist. Unless, of course, this palmist does not want to live. If he wants to, then let him stay. However, not for long, and he laughed.

– As you say. But maybe we’ll fly to Indonesia together? I am afraid to let you go alone. Arthur smiled sweetly.