My Beloved Arana's

Chapter 131: Discovery of Selena and Cella

Rotterdam, Netherlands

Selena drove her car with a bad feeling. His sharp bead always shows anger when he always fails to contact Alva. Even though she had used another number, her phone calls were always ignored and she could not figure out what Alva was doing at this point.

"I'm surprised! It was obvious that Ja*ang was having an affair like that, why would Alva not trust me at all and still defend Alana?!"

He muttered with astonishment and annoyance in every word he said. His manic looked at the night streets, at a slow pace because he realized that he was in a state of annoyance and was not good at driving nights with above average speed as well. If until the model seems to be exposed to an accident scandal and to kill people, it could be destroyed already his career.

"Damn it!"

The bead accidentally shimmered and caught the figure that made the manic widen. Selena immediately stopped her car and pulled down her windshield, looking far away. Alana was there, walking and about to enter a famous nightclub in Rotterdam. Selena furrowed her brows and hurriedly followed him.

"That's obviously Alana, right? What's he doing up here?" His inner.

Selena enters the nightclub after verifying her age and curiously circulates her gaze around to find the whereabouts of the figure she believes is Alana. He walked a few steps, hearing the seductive tone of the man who glanced at him. Selena glanced at them coldly before continuing her steps back. "Where is jal*ng?"

Selena immediately narrowed her eyes and immediately grinned when she saw the figure of Alana sitting on a sofa. The girl was wearing a black cami shirt that showed her queen belly and the same hot pants of jeans were black. The pants that were limited to the base of her thighs actually displayed the indentation of her slender legs, and her appearance was completely far from closed.

On the right and left side, there were two men who seemed busy touching and fondling him, while Alana happily returned their greetings without the slightest objection.

Seeing the scene in front of her, Selena caught her phone and recorded the incident with her phone. He put down his phone, enlarged the camera so that it clearly showed Alana's whereabouts there and sat still, chugging the drink that was already available in front of him. Look at the show in front of him calmly. Just as Alana was getting wild, she grinned with disdain.

"alana, Hannah. How disgusting." He muttered glanced at his cellphone which was still recording.

...***...

Sitting in a hotel balcony, Arana looked at the night sky with a slightly sad look. The manicure is far away. The moonlight that fell on her face was charming, gentle yet cold. But when it fell on Arana's eyes, it sparkled brightly. Arana sighed heavily and occasionally rubbed her temples.

"Na, how could you not know your own best friend is going through something like this? Why can't you prevent it?"

Arana sat in a quiet voice, closed her eyes and tried to calm her emotions. Arana looked at the scene ahead before again sighing. He leaned against the back of the bench, tightened his hands and wrapped himself in a warm cardigan that was soft but not thick and light.

Arana enjoys the breeze when she feels a kiss landing on her right cheek. Arana opened her eyes in surprise and was immediately relieved to find that someone was Alva.

"Al, you just surprised me."

Alva chuckled softly and said, "Out cold dear. Enjoy the moon, huh?"

The moon was really bright at that time. Arana nodded her head in reply to Alva's question. "Moon's beautiful. I've been wearing a cardigan, so it's not too cold."

"May I accompany you?"

Arana calmly shifted and gave Alva more room to sit on the bench which was quite long. Alva sat down beside Arana and brought Arana to lean on her, looking at the magnificent moon in the night sky. The rubbing in her arms made Arana's heart warm and Arana smiled a smile.

"Can he go to jail, Al?"

Alva looked at Arana and asked, "You mean Exel?"

Arana nodded. "Yes, Exel. His actions on Amber have been outrageous. Amber even got pregnant. That man ruined Amber's youth, ruined her life."

"I know baby. The person investigating this matter is my confidant and he is the expert. Trust me, that man will receive a reply worth what he does."

Alva kissed the top of Arana's head and gently pulled her into her tight, warm embrace.

...***...

The slender footsteps were firmly passing through a long hallway with minimal lighting. Her blond strands tied by horses moved in unison with the movement of her footsteps. Some of the men in black who had accidentally crossed paths with him immediately bowed respectfully while someone firmly stepped past them and immediately slammed the door of a room that was at the end of the hallway.

"Alard breng*ek! What do you mean the message you sent me?!"

Cella's gaze was fixed on a person sitting on a chair opposite an old carved wooden table that looked antique. The smell of cigars in the room made Cella frown and firmly turn on the fan in the room.

"Sit down."

The firm voice of the handsome man sitting on the bench was great, making Cella sigh and inevitably sit across the table and look right at him.

"What's going on? Why did you decide that someone was trying to harm Arana?" Ask Cella.

The man turned off the cigar he was sipping and placed it in a diabak as he replied with the same intonation. "There was someone who met my men and asked that someone be photographed suffering. He asked my men to do whatever they could to make him suffer and choose death."

He said while taking out a photo that made Cella widen her eyes. "Sin'ana?"

"No, she's Alana."

Cella's intelligent brain immediately rotates and soon finds the conclusion of a few words delivered by the man in front of her, Alard.

"So you're saying someone tried to use your services to torture Alana?"

"But now her identity is being filled by Arana. If your men do anything to Arana, I'll take them all out!"

"Calm down, I told them." Alard said, calming Cella.

"But the real conclusion isn't there." Alard said, "Someone gave Arana a new address to live with her husband now. That means, the one in danger is not Alana, but Arana. If the woman tries to hurt Alana, the one who could actually get hurt is Arana. Even if it wasn't for my men, he would have been looking for another way to hurt her."

Cella was silent at Alard's words before snorting in disdain. "Who is that woman?"

"My men are investigating."

"I want him captured alive. I want to see who has dared to try to hurt Arana."

Alard. "Actually the target is Alana."

"Damn! Quiet down!" Pissed Cella. "Although he can intend to hurt my beloved Nana!"

Alard rolled his lazy eyeballs before returning to say as he pulled out his phone and tapped his pianist for a moment, "I myself have investigated the matter of Lydia and Michael that you asked me to do at that time, and I found something interesting."

Cella approaches and sees Alard's cell phone. Her manic immediately widened and she laughed with excitement.

"As expected of the most dangerous mafia in the Netherlands. This is so awesome!"