The Heir Who Escaped

¹⁹. Disguised to see Hendrik

Alana was sitting in the car that drove her to campus, the woman seemed to think very hard.

'Dad was never half-in-action, he always finished everything he started. But why now...? Could it be that father actually had another purpose and purpose?' Alana frowned then she shook her head violently.

"Dad isn't like that, he won't use weak people to suppress his enemies." Alana convinced herself.

However, even though he was trying to convince himself, in one small spot in his heart he still felt doubtful.

"Please take me to street xx." Suddenly Alana said after she thought of something.

"Okay Miss" replied the driver and the car immediately turned around and after a few minutes Alana arrived at a beauty salon that belonged to her friend.

"Hey, Alana!!! Come here..! I have a new product that you'll love!" Emily waved at Alana.

"What product is it?" Alana approached Emily.

"Look at this, this is a lotion that has just been released, the fragrance is very fragrant and the efficacy for the skin is very extraordinary!" Emily said she opened one of the lotions in her hand and poured it on the surface of Alana's skin.

"Yes, I'm going to buy two," said Alana making Emily's eyes immediately glare with joy.

"Sure! I'll wrap it up now!" Emily exclaims very happy, the woman will just go to wrap Alana's order when Alana pulls Emily's clothes.

"What's wrong?" Ask Emily.

"I need your help." Alana.

"What's that?" Emily asks Alana and pulls her into a corner and they discuss for a few minutes before Emily pulls Alana into another room.

"My father won't be angry, and at first my father told me to protect him." Alana.

"Alright, then I just need to lie to your driver that you're undergoing a very long beauty treatment here. But, if your bodyguards are suddenly suspicious and want to do a check, how?" Emily said worriedly because she was afraid that Alana would be caught lying.

"Don't be afraid, my father won't kill me anyway." Alana.

Finally according to their agreement Alana finished dressing up like a man.

"Ahh, you did it so perfectly. The candle on my face feels very stiff but it is not obvious that this is a fake nose." Said Alana touching the wax that was pasted on some surface of her facial skin.

Now Alana's face looks longer, nose is more pointed and looks like a slightly boring man.

"Don't touch it constantly or the candle will break. Now put this on," Emily put a hat on Alana and then the disguise of the alanan is perfect.

Emily smiled with satisfaction at her masterpiece and the woman walked into the closet and took a key.

"Remember, this is my brother's favorite motorcycle, you can't make it scuffed even a speck. My life is in this key, got it?!"

"Yes I understand." Alana said she took the key from Emily's hand and the woman used the side lane to leave the salon.

A few minutes on his motorbike Alana finally arrived at the address she had found out was the house of Mr. Hans.

"House was big too, but he always went to college wearing simple clothes. Could it be that He was not given adequate facilities in that house?" Alana watched Hendrik's house from across the street.