
I went back to the Apartment that night, reopening the wardrobe that still had a lot of clothes and things that belonged to Gloria.
After I observed, it turned out that not only was the thing I gave him left behind. More precisely all his belongings are still in my apartment.
No, does this mean Gloria didn't mean to leave me?
I saw Gloria's travel bag, the big bag that Gloria first brought when Richard drove her to my apartment about three months ago.
It seems that I have indeed been tricked by the purchase of flight tickets to Indonesia. The ticket was deliberately purchased using my credit card access, so I was tempted. Yes, all this is an element of intentionality.
I shook my frustration. But thank God I did not fly to Indonesia to find Gloria because it would waste my time looking for her who is actually still in the same country as me, at this time.
I unpacked the travel bag, hoping to find something else. However, there is nothing more. But, there's one missing, all Gloria's letters aren't there. Goddamnit! Where exactly is Gloria? Does this have anything to do with Richard?
I'm restoring my hair in a state of chaotic mind. I don't want to waste any more time, I have to find Gloria if I need to tonight.
I remembered the key words I had thought of after I had a discussion with Oxela a moment ago.
I rushed to the study, turned on the laptop and looked for what I wanted to know about it.
I saw the room's CCTV footage to see Gloria's activities in the week I was gone.
It should have been impossible for anything to go wrong with him, for I gave him the care of two aides, Robin and Meyer.
But, what I saw on the CCTV made me grab my head.
It seems Richard came to visit the Apartment and the two aides who were supposed to guard Gloria actually allowed the man to enter. Although I had seen a commotion before the man entered the Apartment unit, but in the end Richard did manage to enter.
Why didn't the two adjutants to the rat tell me about this? And Gloria, why didn't she tell me about Richard's arrival?
I couldn't hear what Richard and Gloria were talking about in the living room because the CCTV footage only captured scenes instead of sounds.
I snorted loudly as Richard stroked Gloria's cheek. The woman seemed to pull over Richard's fingers slowly, but Richard was not broken charcoal, he tried continuously as if he was persuading Gloria.
I saw their interaction. Richard's been in my apartment pretty long, I don't know what they're talking about. Sometimes Gloria seemed to answer Richard's words, and vice versa.
I decided to get up from my seat, trying to digest all of this.
No, it's not possible. I don't accept being dumped like this. My little heart says Gloria couldn't have done it. I had mistakenly thought that he had left me to go to Indonesia, so now I did not want to be so bad to think a second time by accusing him of having returned to Richard's side and released me without a word.
Something must be wrong. The answer I'll get if I look for Richard's whereabouts right now.
But before that, I decided to contact Meyer first to ask her about her performance that let Richard into my apartment a few days ago before Gloria disappeared, of course.
"What's up, Mister?" greet Meyer as soon as my call is connected to her.
"I'm asking you. Why did Richard get into my apartment to see Gloria?"
"Ng-it..."
"Say! How dare you hide this from me!"
"The man said he was taking the police because Miss Gloria was his wife and we were accused of kidnapping Miss."
"You're like a kid yesterday afternoon, Meyer!" I chuckled discordantly. "Are you afraid of just being threatened like that by Richard?"
"It's not so, sir. He wasn't just threatening because he was coming with a cop to the apartment."
"I didn't see the police you were referring to" I said, referring to the CCTV footage I had seen.
"There, the first time he came, the policeman came into the apartment. But the next visit the cop was just waiting in front."
Maybe it was me who did not see further the beginning of Richard's arrival through the CCTV footage. But that means Richard visited my apartment more than once.
"You're sure it's a real cop?" my sarcasm.
"Yes, he's carrying his identification. We can't do anything because Miss Gloria is indeed the wife of the man."
I took a deep breath, then cut off my phone.
My next destination was Richard's Mansion.
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