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98 Taming the stubborn

Remarco, stung by the epithet "bastard," threatened the warlike Amazon,

"If Bianco does not give me his shares, tomorrow all the newspapers in Istanbul will write the news that Jansu Baisal, without being married, spent the night with a man in his hotel room."

Jansu casually waved her hand and ordered, "Go ahead!"

"Not!" Niko growled. "It will not happen. I won't allow it!"

Jansu turned to him and, looking into his eyes, asked, "Why?"

"Because I love you!" he answered with desperate fury.

Everyone gasped in unison and only Emine Diana smiled with satisfaction and said, "Finally! I told you there will be a wedding."

Her father came forward. Omer Iplikci looked into Tony Remarco's face and said with an icy calm that shook his veins, "Don't you think, Mr. Remarco, that it is permissible for a bride to be alone with her future husband?"

"He's her ex-husband, not her future!" he cried.

"What?" asked Emine in surprise and looked reproachfully at Jansu.

She shrugged guiltily and said, "Sorry."

"I will forgive you," the girl promised and, slyly screwing up her eyes, put forward a condition, "If you tell Niko that you love him."

Jansu turned to her ex-husband and obediently said, "I love you."

"Well, that's nice," the notary rubbed his hands. "Young people on the way to marriage. There is no scandal in their behavior, you can leave everything as it is and disperse peacefully."

"What?!" Remarco surged. "How do we split up? The bride is not a wife, and she ..."

Omer elbowed him in the stomach with an elusive movement. Remarco bent in half.

Defne took her daughter by the hand and said, "Honey, you settled the future for Jansu, and now let's go outside and wait there. There are serious topics here that are not for little girls' ears."

The topics were very interesting to the little girl's ears, but she did not contradict her mother and obediently left the office with her.

Tony Remarco looked like a fish washed ashore. He gasped for air, and shock was reflected in his bulging eyes. The following words of Jansu Baisal finished him off.

"Eh, no!" she objected. "How do we go away? Was there a bet? It was! Did Niko win it? Won! Mr. Remarco, give back the agreed percentage of the shares."

"Jansu," Niko growled.

"No!" Tony yelled. "Bianco said that there was nothing between you! It was he who lost, not me."

"When did he say that?" looking at the enraged Niko, she asked.

"The morning you left his room," Tony replied angrily.

"Hey!" Niko snapped at him. "More respect."

"And I say the opposite," declared Jansu with a challenge. "It was..."

"Jansu!" Niko said warningly.

"Well, stop repeating, Jansu, Jansu!" she was indignant. "I'm only seeking justice."

"Madam Jansu is right," the lawyer, who was silent and attentively watching the stormy scene, suddenly spoke up. "Mr. Remarco broke the law and more than once. The first is fraud. He tried to get someone else's by deception and cunning. The second is blackmail. Both the first and the second are crimes that carry criminal responsibility. I think it's worth calling the police and going to the prosecutor's office."