Original Heir

65 Research

"Do you have to be tagged like this? I'm really okay, Darel." Naiki protest that has been taken to a special inpatient room at his hospital.

"Thumb on your back is so bad, honey. Is that what you said okay?" Tukas Darel while fixing Naiki's blanket.

Go up bend his face. He felt uncomfortable if he had to spend the night in the hospital. Even if it was his hospital, and he had a special room for the Caraka family there. Darel just smiled anxiously at his wife's behavior. He then approached Naiki and went up to the big patient's bed.

"You take it easy, I'll always accompany you here. You can also sleep while hugging me if you want." Goda Darel stroking Naiki's hair.

Hearing Darel's words, Naiki only let out a rough sigh.

"Is there any word as to who they really are?" Naiki asked while fixing her position half-sitting.

Darel then embraces Naiki's shoulder and rests it on her body.

"It's a little hard to interrogate them, because they're members of the King Cobra Gang, honey." Darel Sahut. "King Cobra members will hold their clients' secrets to the end." Darel Imbuh.

"Is there no other way?" Ask Naiki.

"Hhhmmm, maybe we should investigate one by one the people we suspect, dear." Darel. "You rest, let me and the guards investigate." Said Darel while rubbing Naiki's head.

Darel then helped Naiki to lie down again and envelop his wife's body properly. Darel then looked at Naiki's face fixedly. His eyebrows suddenly clutched.

"Didn't you feel any pain at all, honey?" Ask Darel astonished.

"And I said that. I don't need to be treated like this, sir. I'm really fine." Cetus Naiki's.

"This, this, this, this, this, this, and this, you say it's okay?" Tukas Darel while pointing at some wounds on Naiki's hand.

Naiki just rolled her eyes irritated. He pulled the blanket over half his face.

"Week, sana! I want to be alone." Ketus Climb cold.

"You can run out of oxygen if you cover your face with a blanket like that. Obey, honey!" Darel repaired Naiki's blanket and then kissed his wife's forehead.

"Good night, honey. Go sleep! I promise, tomorrow we'll go home." Darel said then went to Gerandra's guard headquarters.

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In a luxurious mansion, a middle-aged man looked panicked. He heard the news that there had been an explosion of three units of cars on Jalan Cendrawasih, the road to Gerandra's large residence. One of the three cars turned out to be a luxury car owned by Rhea Caraka. Degs... The heart of the man who was none other than Mr. Miller was suddenly racing. Even more so when he learned that his daughter had been missing since noon that day.

Mr. Miller could not imagine what would happen if the incident was really related to his only daughter. He continued to rub his face violently. Mrs Miller, who could only fiddle with her, could only sit quietly beside her husband. All he was worried about was what if the main culprit was his daughter? Will he lose all his luxuries? Really, unreliable wife.

"Hows it? Hasn't there been any word from Grace?" Asked Miller in the midst of his despair. Mrs Miller just shook her head.

The day already showed at 21:00 wib, suddenly the sound of a bell rang. Mr. Miller flinched. His sweat splashed on his right and left temples. He was afraid, who came were people from Caraka Corp. An ART ran to open the door.

"Good night, is Mr Miller around?" Ask the man dressed in all black who is none other than Mike.

"I'm sorry, if I may know, who is this sir?" Ask the ART.

"I'm a representative of Gerandra and Caraka Corp." Mike Sahut.

The ART then asks permission to check in for a moment. He then met Miller who was getting panicked in his seat.

"Representative of Gerandra and Caraka Corp, sir." The Sahut ART.

Miller's body immediately became limp. He thought for a while, then allowed ART to bring in his guests. Mike walked in with another man behind him.

"Good night, Mr. Miller. Sorry to interrupt your time at night." Greet Mike when he met Miller in the living room.

"Good night." Miller said, greeting Mike. "Tu-Tuan Darel, how are you?" His words suddenly stammered as Darel emerged from behind Mike's body. The aura is really cold. There was not a single smile on his face.

"What's wrong with you, Mr Miller? Are you sick? You don't look okay now." Ask Darel while walking closer.

"eeee...I'm fine, Sir. Please sit!" Miller Sahut. While Mrs Miller could only bow beside her husband.

"Where's your daughter?" Ask Darel to the point.

"Sa-i ti-ti..."

"She just went on a holiday abroad this afternoon, sir." Mrs Miller's chirps cut off her husband's stammering words.

Darel's eyes squinted sharply at the couple, as if saying "Don't try to lie to me if you still want to live!"

Gleck...

Mr. Miller swallowed his saliva roughly. His heart was beating faster. He can no longer avoid. Darel is the Young Master of a rich family who is very dangerous when he is angry. Miller knows the limits. He won't be able to escape Darel's grip at all costs.

"Tu-Master, I'm sorry. I really don't know what happened. I don't know where my daughter is either. You can check all the properties we have, or even check all the hotels in this city. But please, let me go. I really don't know anything, sir." Said Miller while cupping both of his palms in front of his chest. He is panicking right now.

"You know me, don't you, Mr Miller? I will not let go of the person who has disturbed me. But, do you know my wife, sir?" Darel said as he stood up and approached Miller. "He's many times more dangerous than me." Her impression with a flat expression.

Miller's getting drowned. His body almost fell to the floor. He did not expect, what was warned by Assistant Darel the other day was true.

"I give you 24 hours to find out where your daughter is and bring her home. If during that time you don't find it, don't blame me if 48 hours from now, Pearl Company will just stay the name. Good night."

Miller was sitting limp on the floor of his house along with Darel and Mike's departure from the house. He stared at Darel's back until the figure disappeared in the darkness of the night. Miller yelled, regretting what he had done to have a stubborn and selfish daughter like Grace. While Mrs Miller was just stunned on the sofa while nibbling on the tip of her nails.

"What are you doing there? Go find your fucking daughter!" Miller's orders while shouting.

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