Chapter 256 - 109: Myanmar The Laird Of Demons 2

Morgana and the others walked into the line and waited for their passport and tickets to be checked. In front of her, Gretchen is constantly complaining about the long wait and having to stand on the line for too long, being the only daughter of an influential man, she grew up spoiled by her father becoming a wife of a syndicate leader brings out the worst in her. She was rotten spoiled by her father and husband it's a wonder that she managed to stay long on the island 

Upon boarding the plane, Morgana sat right beside her sister, Arriane,  she threw a glance at Gretchen who was sitting in the three-seater seats beside her daughter Giselle while her son, baby Crown is sleeping soundly in her arms, before she closed her eyes to sleep.

Morgana was sleeping soundly when she was awakened by the sound of a woman's voice, the female steward who was flirting with her sister, Arriane.

Oh, Mr........ Do you want anything to drink? I have a fine liquor here, or if you like, I can make you a steaming hot cup of coffee. The female steward who's name is Joriza said to Arriane as she fluttered her eyes. She intentionally called Arriane Mr, hoping that Arriane will give her his/her name because she really thinks that Arriane is a man.

Oh, just a glass of vodka if you have any. Arriane said to Joriza who hurriedly gave her a glass with ice and poured vodka in it. 

There, your vodka is ready Sir, if you have anything you need feel free to ask me. Joriza said as she walked ahead pushing the cart of beverage while swaying her h.i.p.s left and right and almost bump her h.i.p.s into an empty seat.

Joriza look back at Arriane feeling embarrassed before she hurriedly walked ahead.

mm??? What is the meaning of that??? Sis??? Are you a lesbian??? Morgana asked her sister incredulously with her eyes open wide.

What? Hell no!!! I'm not!!! I am just doing that to test if girls really go for handsome looks or money. You see, I just don't get it. Why do women have to live their lives miserably because of a man, can't women live without a man in their lives? What about us? Are we a freak because we don't need a man to survive??? Arriane said as she threw a barrage of questions on her sister, Morgana.

Will you please lower your voice a little? We are not alone here, I'm afraid that that bitch will hear you and suspect us. First of all, not all women are like us, other women are not like us who has a system to help us, and they are not like us who have a responsibility as big as the world. Second, even if we don't rely on man, we still need a man in our lives, not a man who could make us feel safe and secure but a man like a father figure. When it comes to love, it is not that we don't need man, we only know that love needs to wait because of our responsibility. Morgana said to her sister in a low voice as she warned her sister because she is afraid that Gretchen might overhear their conversation.

Meanwhile, Gretchen is preoccupied with her own thoughts of her husband. She is thinking of ways to make her shameless d.i.c.khead of a husband and his mistress pay for putting shits on her head.

Upon reaching Yangon International Airport, Morgana hired a cab to take them to Mayangone Yangon. According to the memory of the owner of the puppet mask face, she is wearing, Ryan's face, Gretchen, and her husband, Dalton is living in South Okkalapa Yangon, a residential place for big shots in Yangon. They owned a big house in South Okkalapa with 6 bedrooms including the master bedroom and 6 bathrooms. It has a measurement of 445.92m and has a big garage that could fit 3 luxury cars.

Morgana gets into the front seat of the car while her sister Arriane sat beside Gretchen in the back seat with Giselle on her lap. Morgana told the driver the direction and address of the house and sit comfortably as the driver drives the car leaving the airport.

When they reach the house in South Okkalapa, Morgana and her sister carry the luggage inside after paying the cab driver. Gretchen opens the main door of the house with her own key, startling the housemaids inside who are busy gossiping about their illicit affairs.

Gretchen walked inside and gave baby Crown to her old nanny before she strode to the door of the master's bedroom, she opened it with her own key, inside she saw her husband's n.a.k.e.d butt as he huffed while humping up and down on the woman underneath him.

Dalton was startled by the sound of the door opening loudly. He stopped humping and pulled his d*ck on the woman before he falls on the bed beside the woman while trying to cover his n.a.k.e.d butt.

You animals!!! How dare you take your ugly mistress in my own house and f.u.c.k.i.e.d her in my bed??? Gretchen yelled furiously as she pulled a gun from out of nowhere, she aimed the gun at her husband, Dalton. Dalton grabs his gun from underneath his pillow and shot Gretchen before she even pulled the trigger on her gun. Gretchen dropped on the floor dead, while Dalton gape at his wife now lying sprawled on the floor with a bullet hole in her head and blood oozing in it.

Morgana and her sister run to the door with the old nanny carrying baby Crown in tow after hearing the gunshot. They were shocked to find Gretchen sprawled on the floor dead.

What did you do to the young Madam??? Why did you kill her??? The nanny yelled at Dalton, she is trembling from rage upon seeing Gretchen. She was Gretchen's nanny when she was young and became Giselle's nanny afterwards. She loves Gretchen like her own daughter, she never married and she decided to stay with Gretchen till she grew old.