The Mafia's Whore

The Mafia's Whore
#27: Investigating


Bella's body stiffened, she lowered her head. While the head servant was instantly pias-faced, sweat was increasingly coming out on his forehead. The room is now cold, no longer cold it is hot pressing.


"Who's your name? I don't like to repeat words twice."


Bella's chest felt choked, for the first time she was faced with questions by her in-laws who did not know who she was.


"Be-bela," he said stammering.


"Speak firmly" he said sharply


Bella's body is getting creepy. The butler spoke up.


"His name is Bella sir, Bella Nafa Thalia."


Mr. Alexander turned his head, he didn't like anyone interfering if he spoke.


"Who told you to talk to me?"


The Chief Servant immediately sat on the floor and lowered her head. "Sorry sir" he said.


A guard beside him approached. Like a magnet attached and understood in one look. It could also be said that the bodyguard is not an ordinary bodyguard like a psychic who is able to know what the contents of his master are.


"Sir, I will."


The bodyguard also held one of the servant leader's arms. He helped her get up.


"I'm sorry sir, I won't do it" he said in tears. "I beg you sir."


"Sir please forgive the butler, he accidentally. Maybe he's tense, let me take his place, I'm the master, "he said, he was afraid something happened to the chief servant.


Mr. Alexander raised next to his eyebrows, only this time there was a middle one at the time when he punished the servant. He smiled thinly, very thinly, not even everyone realized that he was smiling.


"You're brave,"


The butler begged and shook his head, don't defend him. He did not want a weak woman with sadness at all times to experience punishment like that.


"I am ready to accept your punishment" he said, no longer rebelling.


"Oh Lord .... "


Just this time the butler felt very tight in his chest. Bella, the weak woman she thought she had never defended or protected, but this time she defended her. Although not with the heart, but his words were enough to defend him and protect him.


"Master, pity aunt," said Bella with a compassionate and pleading gaze.


Deg


Mr. Alexander was stunned, the shadow of his past woman was clearly visible beside the begging woman in front of him. That look, his face, was like a print from the woman of his past.


Mr. Alexander immediately threw away his face. Her chest was so tight, all those years she was in the shadow of the woman of her past.


"Go! I don't want to see anyone."


"Come on!" the guard pulled the butler.


"Wait on! release him from the punishment."


The chief servant and bodyguard were shocked, the first time the master had released a person from his sentence, Mr. Alexander as if he had not known him. For years the man was so cold untouched, colder than his son.


"Thank you, thank you" said Bella. He immediately approached the butler and swept it away, then passed away.


Mr. Alexander turned to the man beside him.


"Do you need anything or do you want to rest?" ask the guard to wear his sunglasses.


"No, I need you to investigate something. Investigate all about Bella, no matter how small it is not to be missed and also, tell the butler and the entire servant here. No one calls Jhonatan."


Mr. Alexander also remembered the words of his son.


I'll look for your past lover, as long as you promise to make my mother his queen. I'll help you, but you have to promise me this is a secret between us


Yes, Jhonatan his son has known the story of his past with his mother. He buried his love and had to leave his girlfriend. He hates himself, not a reason he hates the poor, the incapable because he will remember his past, how cruel he is.