Klairak, Oonjai's most beloved adopted brother, is in grave danger. The only way Oonjai can save the apple of his eyes is to give himself to a rough and temperamental man like Tossakan.
Oonjai swallowed his pride and forced himself to accept his fat...
A thick hand took the call from the phone at the head of the bed.
"Give me your report." The tall figure gave permission to the other end of the line before walking over to see the two brothers who were quite busy together in the bathroom.
[Our man has gotten a hold of Ms. Rinruedee and it was already sent to the lab. We should get the result within 5 days.]
"I want the result tomorrow."
[Y...yes, Boss. As for Ms. Anong and Mr. Kitti, the two mother and son were suspicious on many accounts. We're still searching for the few missing pieces of evidence and should have everything tomorrow.]
"Very good."
[The stocks of the companies under the Bodinnaruedech family are 40% under the name of the General and Ms. Rinruedee while the other 60% are split among other smaller shareholders.]
"Hmm."
[But since Ms. Rinruedee doesn't take care of the running of the company herself, most power is in Mr. Kitti's hands.]
"Search for the record of all management and decision making. I'm sure the two mother and son were hiding something."
[Yes, Boss. Another important thing...right now Mr. Kitti and his mother were trying to indirectly force Ms. Rinruedee to sell the house.]
"The house in the middle of the city near the Chao Phraya River?"
[Yes, Boss. The important point was that the price offered by the investor was one that was lower than market price, and our people reported that the investor had a suspicious relationship with Mr. Kitti.]
"Collect all the evidence. I will do nothing until I know the result of the DNA test."
[Duly noted, Boss.]
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Oonjai glanced at the giant who was leaning against the bathroom door, talking on his phone. He couldn't hear the conversation but guessing from the stressed expression on his face, he assumed it was something work related.
"Shh...Klairak, good boy, should we try speaking softly? Khun is taking a call."
Oonjai dropped his voice as he tried to convince his round little brother who was giggling loudly at the bubbles that filled the bathtub to do the same.
"Take call?" Klairak tilted his head, confusion written all over his face.
"Khun is on the phone. We should speak softly." Oonjai tried to explain to his little brother.
"Shh.... Softly. Softly." Little Klairak quickly tapped his finger to his lips the minute he understood the situation.
Oonjai could not help but smile at the white soap sud that clung to his pesky little brother's lips. A slender hand reached out, intending to wipe it off but was not quick enough as a little tongue licked the white foam clean first.
