
"I have to tell Daddy, he said the secretary was fine, no problem in the least. It turned out that this was the reason," Clara's hands clenched tightly.
"Prophey dear! We have to do it with a cold head. We already know about them actually conspiring," Ervin rubbed his lover's back.
"How's boss? Our work is reliable, right?" They're proud.
"Of course, your watered-down brain can put a wiretap and a mini-camera in their home. The salute!" Ervin gave both thumbs up.
"If I were a member of Miss Daddy, I would never betray him even if I paid for it with the secretary's body. After all, there are still many women out there who are more woah than him," said one of Ervin's men.
"Well, what about me? You two will be loyal no?" Ervin tidied his hair looking cool.
"Huh? You who? I don't know any!" One of them chuckled.
"Fuck you!" Show Ervin to pretend to be angry.
They laugh at the same time.
They ordered fast food and drinks. After he finished, Ervin took out a thick brown envelope.
"Pah for you. If I need any more, I'll call you back!" Ervin shuffled from his seat.
He grabbed Clara by the arm and left the two informants.
"I can't wait to give this evidence to daddy" said the woman growled.
"But remember! Do not talk outside the house or in the living room. We're talking in your daddy's room, '" he warned.
"Of course, I'm sure this all has something to do with insiders" Clara said.
They got out of the restaurant and got into the car. The crowded and congested streets made them feel impatient.
"Pake the show jammed everything," annoyed Clara.
"Obviously, it's lunch break" Ervin glanced over.
They should have reached Clara's house, but because it was stuck in traffic, it was noon until the afternoon that they arrived. Clara's face was bent in such a way. His patience was gone somewhere and went silent because of sleep.
"It's good to go to sleep, no one's nagging anymore" Ervin chuckled.
In front there is already a luxurious house of Mr. D. The man opened the car and held his girlfriend. He could not let the woman wake up.
"Belg ..." Frank gawks at him.
"Slept in the street sir," Ervin spoke softly.
"No, miss, I mean that car!" Designate it.
"Wh that car, I stopped by the house for a while, sir. It's a long time ago sir," Ervin stepped out of Frank's way.
"The person is heavy too" complained Ervin, who felt his hand go numb.
"Heem," Clara spoke in her sleep.
He stretched out his hand and hit Ervin's cheek.
"Oh," The man complained because his cheek was like a slap.
Hearing that voice Clara squinted her eyes and looked at Ervin who was close to her face.
"Why me?" He asked confused, his voice raspy typical of waking up.
"Pake nanya again, go down gih!" Ervin let go of his sling slowly.
"I think I fainted, hehehe," she grinned.
Ervin rolled his eyeballs, he pulled his lover's arm.
"Call your daddy! Let's talk about that, "The man whispered.
"You wait on the couch first!" Excited lover.
The man nodded, his lover went up to the second floor and looked for the whereabouts of his father.
"Daddy!" The woman knocked on the door.
From inside there was a noise.
"Huh? What's the matter again?" Lazy speech.
"Dad! Daddy!" Clara was impatient.
"Just look at you!" The grumpy middle-aged woman who left the room.
"Reg ... " Clara sculpting.
Mr. D sighed, he turned to his son who was silent in the doorway.
"Daddy .. Someone wants me and Ervin to tell you. We're going to Daddy's room!" Get him getting closer.
"What else is it that you talk about? Ervin's parents problem? Just here, dady already said let you pick up the wedding so that someone takes care of you," Mr. D as if frustrated. She ruffled her hair a few times.
"It's not Dad, we go to Daddy's room first yuk!" Take the boy who pulled his hand.
"Okey, all right," Mr. D says.
They get out of the room, Clara calls her lover to go up and go to Mr. D's room. Not long before they sat facing each other.
Ervin did not speak, he immediately took out a box given by his informant.
"What's this?" Asked Mr. D, his forehead frowning.
"Daddy just look at it from start to finish!" Excited son.
They fell silent, Mr. D stared at the tape with focus. After knowing who the two of them were, his hands clenched tightly. The veins on his face poked and were visible.
"Satan this child, from the village I brought to the city. I hired him and I trusted him. But now everything is gone without a trace. You two move aside! Never interfere in this matter.
Ervin, thanks for helping me. Had you not followed up, until now I had no idea about their relationship," Mr. D was furious.
"You wait inside! I'm going to the office with Frank, let me take it with you, boys, "the host walks so fast.
"Would we follow daddy?" Clara was suddenly worried.
"Daddy you're not just anyone. He must be protected by his bodyguard. Let's go downstairs first!" Take Ervin.
They see Mr. D, Frank, some of his men and the suspect conspiring to leave the house. They went to the office on the grounds of Pomegranate's death case yesterday.
"Looks like we should go follow 'em, '" Clara paced back and forth like an iron that wasn't hot.
"But it ...." Ervin had objections.
"Come on! I don't feel good" Clara insisted.
The couple did not know that there were eyes that were lurking their movements after coming out of the office of Mr. D.
"All right, let's go!" Ervin shuffled from his seat.
Finally, the man obeyed his lover's will.
Before Ervin left the house, he went to the security post and whispered something. There are only two of them there.
"Beres boss, I will immediately give to the boss as ordered," Mr. Security nodded steadily.
"Don't forget, sir! Gotta hurry up after I get out of the house," Ervin left the post.
The man half ran towards the car park and got into it.
"What the hell are you doing? What the hell is the father talking about?" Clara frowned.
"God, we're leaving now" the man drove straight out of the yard.
After being outside the fence, Ervin honked his horn and immediately broke the street that afternoon.
"Hopefully my guess is true" the man murmured.
"What did you say?" The lover still does not understand.
"Just wait for a surprise from me, soon there will be a mouse in the trap," Ervin's laughter boomed.
"You're weird, what are you doing?"
"Wait ten more minutes! Surely the rat will fall into a trap" The man turned his upper lip.
Clara still doesn't understand what Ervin means.
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