Secrets of Lakefront House

Secrets of Lakefront House
CHAPTER 49. NOAH APOLOGIZE


“So, it's still about you, isn't it?”


“I didn't mean it that way. I hope he grew up in a good family, not a messy family like me, had too much money and too little love.”


Did he really think about their son all this time? He had always believed that noah was indeed thinking about their son.


“I'm not that guy anymore, Jilena. I've been trying to make something of my own, working to be a good businessman in my own way, instead of just using all the facilities of my papa. Can't you see that?”


He studied it, wondering how much he should believe. He's always good at talking. As she looked into her eyes, something was pulling her heart, pulling Jilena towards her—but the girl refused.


“What I see is a handsome face, hot body, and sweet tongue, everything—which makes a man can get whatever he wants. A man who took what he wanted from me and dumped me to take care of himself, who let his father bully me into throwing away our baby.”


“I told you—it was the old Noah. He's just a dumb teenager.


Noah is now a hardworking, responsible man who regrets the mistakes he made in the past. And if I remember correctly, I don't need to take anything from you. You gave it up voluntarily. ”


The girl's hand cupped her face before she realized what she was doing.


Jilena froze and looked at him without saying a word. Shock widened his eyes.


"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that.” Her cheeks flushed. “I... I don't know what happened to me.”


"The years of pent-up anger, I guess." He rubbed his cheek. “I can't say I blame you. I don't express myself very well. What I mean is that you gave yourself to me willingly because we were in love.”


Thinking back on that night, Jilena had to agree, but that memory suddenly made her uncomfortable. “I don't want to talk about it anymore. I have to go."


"Will you help me? Because I'm desperate to find out who really killed Mariana.”


"I'll see what I can do for you. Not promised."


"I appreciate that."


Jilena stepped into the cell door and shouted, "Guardian!"


...*...


Jilena leaves Noah sitting in his cell, fearing for his life. His boss at the newspaper was expecting a new story for the afternoon, and for the residents of Lembayung City, who had already heard about Noah's arrest through the rumors circulating, they wanted to know what had happened.


He had told Noah that whatever he said didn't make sense.— filmed, but he didn't really tell him anything except to firmly state that he— was innocent. That he could do it.


When he reached the hallway leading to the reception area, he found Jonathan leaning against the wall, waiting for him.


"Did you get what you expected?" His voice was cold, almost suspicious.


"Yes I got it."


“You share?”


"You know I can't."


"It's not like you have the privilege of being a client lawyer, Jilena."


“What I can tell you is that he is steadfast in his claim that he did not kill Mariana, that the police have arrested the wrong person.”


“People at fault always say that,” interrupted Detective Wira while—join them.


“Then my advice to you, Wira, keep looking for more evidence so you have a strict case. You might find something pointing to someone else."


"It seems like you have someone in mind, young lady?" ask Wira.


"So, do you trust him, Jilena?" Jonathan asked.


Jonathan pushed his body away from the wall. “Maybe your past relationship with him affects your judgment.”


“I try to keep an open mind. I have to uncover the whole story. Who


who killed Mariana, how she was killed, and why,” Jilena said.


“I can tell you how,” hero speak up. “Trauma blunt object on head. That's the official cause of death.”


"Can I print that?" she asked.


"I don't understand, why not," replied Wira. “And you will be pleased to know that I have received a warrant to search the lake house belonging to the family Arsyanendra.”


"A search warrant for the lake house?" Jilena's eyes sparkle. “Can I come with you?" He saw from Wira and Jonathan alternating.


Jonathan seemed to have disapproved of his request.


The hero just shrugged his shoulders. “As long as you bring your own car, Miss Jilena, I don't think it will be a problem. But you have to get away from us.”


"But, sir," Jonathan interjected, "what do you think is a wise decision?"


He is clearly trying to protect Detective Wira, who, in the room Jonathan argues that the hero detective shares too much information with Jilena.


“Jonathan, relax. The crime was committed more than ten years ago. It's not like he's going to walk through a blood splash or a fingerprint stain. He will wear gloves and stand where I will tell him to stand.”


"It's so thick." Jilena grinned at the old detective.


"Stay ..." Jonathan frowned at him.


“And he won't print anything we might want to delay to become public knowledge, right?” Wira glared at Jilena, asking with her eyes to—his agreement.


"Of course not, Detective Hero." He was tempted to call her Wira again, but if he wanted to stay on his good side, he had better hold back.


"Alright, I think I'm outnumbered" Jonathan said. “We will gather some officers and meet you there, but you should pay attention to your feet there the little sports car you drive. Officer Abhimanyu is on duty in that section, and he can't possibly let you go with a warning like me.”


...*...


"A search warrant for the lake house?" Jilnea's eyes sparkled. “Can I come with you?" He saw from Wira and Jonathan alternating.


Jonathan seemed to have disapproved of his request.


The hero just shrugged his shoulders. “As long as you bring your own car, Miss Jilena, I don't think it will be a problem. But you have to get away from us.”


"But, sir," Jonathan interjected, "what do you think is a wise decision?"


He is clearly trying to protect Detective Wira, who, in the room Jonathan argues that the hero detective shares too much information with Jilena.


“Jonathan, relax. The crime was committed more than ten years ago. It's not like he's going to walk through a blood splash or a fingerprint stain. He will wear gloves and stand where I will tell him to stand.”


"It's so thick." Jilena grinned at the old detective.


"Stay ..." Jonathan frowned at him.


“And he won't print anything we might want to delay to become public knowledge, right?” Wira glared at Jilena, asking with her eyes to—his agreement.


"Of course not, Detective Hero." He was tempted to call her Wira again, but if he wanted to stay on his good side, he had better hold back.


"Alright, I think I'm outnumbered" Jonathan said. “We will gather some officers and meet you there, but you should pay attention to your feet there the little sports car you drive. Officer Abhimanyu is on duty in that section, and he can't possibly let you go with a warning like me.”