Alamanda, Nurse for My Son
Chapters. 60.

Charlotte seemed ordinary as her facial expression was because the data she read was just information about their plans to go to Alamanda's parents' house.

“Try what is new information.” Charlotte muttered and then tried to update the latest data.

And a moment later, Charlotte's facial expression looked solemn.

“There is a mobile number that contacted him.” Charlotte muttered as she saw the number she had hacked was being contacted by a line of numbers. Charlotte then put a head phone on both ears. Charlotte listened to the phone number conversation she had hacked seriously.

But it arrived...

“Non.. already hold his tablet, now sleep later resumed again after waking up.” Said the nanny but Charlotte who was seriously listening to the conversation through the head phone did not hear the voice of the nanny. The nanny approached Charlotte and patted Charlotte on the shoulder. Charlotte turned her head and cupped her palms together and placed them on her left jaw and her head was tilted to the left, and the eyes of the two caregivers were closed. As a code for Charlotte to go to sleep immediately because if the nanny speaks, Charlotte will not hear either. Charlotte just nodded her head. But he still listened to the speaker on his tablet through the head phone. His facial expression looked serious.

Seeing Charlotte who was still serious about her tablet, the nanny patted Charlotte on the shoulder gently and when Charlotte turned her head the nanny showed her the CCTV installed in Charlotte's room. Charlotte also took off the head phone on her ear and she also pulled her body because she was leaning on the bed rest.

“Nanny I took a ten-minute nap..” said Charlotte who did not turn off her tablet she had not listened to the number conversation that she hacked but she recorded it and immediately sent it to the phone number owned by Papa Marcel.

“Iya Non important nap, later I portrait for proof on Oma Mama.” Said the nanny then she stepped up to take her phone to take a picture of Charlotte who was lying down and began to close her eyes, in Charlotte's heart smiled at the idea of the nanny.

Elsewhere on a highway, Marcel's car drove at full speed. A moment later there was a notification sound coming into the phone belonging to Marcel.

“Bang Bule Vincent what yes, inform him that his son has been born.” Marcel muttered, then his left hand removed the steering handle of his car and took the phone from his suit pocket.

Marcel then briefly rubbed his phone screen.

“Charlotte.” Marcel said when he saw a voice recording from Charlotte's number. Marcel immediately opened the recording. Marcel put his phone on the seat next to him and he could still hear the voice recording.

Marcel was seriously listening to the voice recording but he kept his focus on driving his car. On the recording, the voices of two men were heard.

“You go to the hospital where Mrs Ernest is being treated and look for the nurse. He had either left the Ernest family or was still with Mistress Ernest. ”

“Good Mr.”

“If you've got the nurse, let me know.”

“Good Mr.”

“Okey, after you get the nurse there will be a command next. I will remain inside the Mansion so that people do not suspect me.”

“Good Mr.”

Recording is complete

“Hah! It must be the people inside Ernest Mansion who threatened Alamanda. Mr. Ernest must have memorized whose voice it was. But if I send that voice recording right now, surely Mr. Ernest will be emotional, will definitely call me and ask me how. Or it could even directly out of the apartment to the Ernestan.” Mansion Marcel muttered inwardly as he continued to drive his car towards Hanson Co.

“Hmmm later come home from work just me to the apartment. I told Mr. Ernest about the tape and I could see Alamanda.” Marcel muttered in his heart while smiling to imagine being able to meet again with the adoration of his heart.

“Ahaiii can also invite Alamanda out to buy application needs. Good good..” said Marcel while nodding his head not forgetting his smiling lips.

“If Charlotte has returned from Villa I can take you with me. Hope Charlotte's home.” Marcel said next he also increased the speed of the steering of his car so that it could soon arrive at Hanson Co and he wanted his work to be completed soon.

A few minutes later in Marcel's study.

“Master, later so meeting at four?” ask Zena the secretary to Marcel because yesterday Marcel wanted a meeting between divisions after hours of employee return.

“Cancel!” marcel answered quickly without looking at Zena. Marcel's eyes continued on the file on the table that he had to sign.

“True sir canceled meeting later in the afternoon?” ask Zena for certainty.

“What is my voice less loud or you need to check with ENT doctor Zena.” Marcel said without looking at Zena.

“I just want to make sure Mr.” Zena said then she also typed the announcement of the cancellation of the afternoon meeting and immediately she sent in the group chat of the division leaders.

Exactly four o'clock in the afternoon. Marcel took his phone he's gonna call Charlotte.

“Charlotte why just send the tape and not call me ya.” Marcel muttered while wiping the phone screen to look for contact Charlotte's name. A moment later a video call with Charlotte was connected.

“Darling, have you gone home? Papa will pick you up we will walk with Ners Alamanda.” Marcel said when Charlotte had received her video call, Marcel did not say about the two men's voice recording because there was Zena in his study.

“Not Papa, it's me just getting up to take a nap.” Said Charlotte, whose face looked like she had just woken up. Finally Charlotte was sleeping soundly not only ten minutes.

“Ooh alright later you contact Papa when you come home.” Marcel said, then he disconnected his video call.

Marcel hurried out of his study. Zena stared at the departure of his boss with disappointment, he who had long hoped to get Marcel's heart but still failed miserably.

“Sial, the nurse who can take the heart of Mr. Marcel. Miss Millie just lost, what are the advantages of nurses.” Zena muttered inwardly in annoyance.