Trapped Charm of Neighboring Wife
Chapter.19 Something strange

"Good morning," said Liora politely, she smiled gently trying to look like the real Tiara.

"Who, huh?" ask the middle-aged man that Liora believes to be named Jordi.

"I am Tiara Larasati. Is this true with Mr Jordi?" ask Liora politely.

The bespectacled man in a white shirt widened his eyes when he heard the name Tiara Larasati called. It all makes Liora sure that Mr. Jordi does know something in the lives of the late Tiara's parents.

"I'm sorry, it looks like Miss was wrong!" Suddenly Mr. Jordi changed his face into panic and closed the gate just like that.

"Sir, Mr. .. wait a minute, there's something we need to talk about, please meet me, sir!" Liora shouted as she knocked back on the various iron gates, trying to stop the middle-aged man who was seen walking away with hurried steps.

"Sir! Jordi sir!" Liora grimaced to see that Mr. Jordi had entered back into the house without turning her head in the least.

"Oh!" Liora breathed a rough breath while shaking her hand which turned out to be injured because it was scratched by the side of the fence that was a little sharp because it had begun to weathered.

"Haish, it looks like he's hiding something. Otherwise why would he be so frightened when I called Tiara's name?" liora murmured while again trying to look inside.

However, there was no sign that the middle-aged man was going outside. Forced, Liora gave up for this time, the heat of the sun had started to sting, she rubbed her forehead which was already filled with sweaty fur, and she was still full of sweat, his eyes suddenly saw a street stall across the street that was still open.

Liora then looked at the wound on her palm, her lips looking interested in forming a grin full of plans inside the head.

Look to the right and left, make sure if the road is not safe to cross, then start stepping with one hand outstretched to the side to signal the vehicle that is approaching it.

There was a young man sitting there sipping a skirt*k, at the small door beside the small hut-shaped stall. Liora was convinced that she was the guard of the stall.

"In the morning, is there a wound plaster?" ask Liora politely.

The young man seemed to stare at Liora at a glance then put the cigarette stick in the place that was already available and nodded.

"How much do you want?" tanyakanya.

"Two, just" Liora replied.

"Drink one, yeah." Liora directly took the water inside the bottle packaging five hundred milliliters then opened it and used it to wash away the wound.

"Eum, you've been selling here for a long time?" ask Liora as a matter of pleasantries.

"It's been two years, why?" ask him while holding out two pieces of wound plaster.

"You know the lawyer's office up ahead? Is it still operational or is it closed?" Liora asked as she picked up the plaster, then bandaged the wound.

The young man looked across the street. "Do not know!"

Liora frowned when she heard the tone of the young man's voice sounding changed, she who had initially not noticed the face of her interlocutor due to being focused on her wound, now turned her head only to look at it.

"So ten thousand!" he said quickly, as if expelling Liora indirectly.

"Thank you" he said with a smile with his head tilted slightly.

"Oh yes, if you change your mind and want to give information about the house in front, we can call the number on the money, yes," he continued before turning around and then walking away from the street food.

His eyes circulate to see the situation around, seeing every CCTV around the house that may be active and he can take advantage of someday.

Hah, if only I had a hecker or maybe someone who has connections in the police, inner Liora.

He regretted that because he could not perform such a skill, he usually relied on one of the gangster members who was good at it, but now he was only alone with limited expertise.

"Alright, now we go home first, and maximize the tools I have," he muttered to himself.

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It was late at night, Liora was preparing to go wild from the room when the hour hand showed at one in the morning. Before that he downed the white water inside the glass then took it outside, walking leisurely in the middle of the dim light with his eyes slightly closed.

Arriving at the kitchen, Liora started pouring water in a relaxed style, but when the new glass filled half her head turned towards the door to the garage next to the kitchen. Slowly he put the glass on the kitchen table then walked towards the garage.

In a room darker than the others, Liora walked towards one of the cars at the very front, she then crouched down as if looking for something under the car.

His hand moved to grab a pinch in his hair and began to open the car door very carefully. Until a while later his smile appeared when his ears heard a clicking sound, the key sign had been successfully opened.

It turns out that my ability is still quite good, inner Liora while grinning satisfied and re-attaching the hairpin.

Slowly he opened the door and kept the mini voice recorder between the car seats in the back. As much as Liora knew, Dery rarely carried the crowd, until the back seat was almost infrequently filled. He thinks it's the safest location.

Meanwhile, Dery who was still in his study can be seen looking at one of the screens showing some CCTV footage inside the house, until his eyes widened when he saw Tiara seemed to disappear beside his car.

"What is he doing there?" panicked.

Because Liora's position is currently in the CCTV blind spot, so she can not monitor what her first wife is doing.

Although she still thinks Tiara is a weak woman who always loses when threatened with Davi, but she must also remain vigilant on the woman she has been married to for more than eight years.

"Damn! What's he doing there?!" Dery immediately moved on as he did not also see Liora after some time had passed.

With a quick step in immediately following Liora towards the garage room. For some reason after Tiara came home from the hospital, he felt his first wife was a little changed to be able to make him worry when dealing with it.

The highlight of his clearly different eyes as well as his overly sudden changes left him with no idea what Tiara was currently thinking. Although his heart always said that Tiara was only a weak woman, in fact his eyes and logic saw different things.

The present Tiara, not the former Tiara, is like a different person although the weakness remains the same, Davi.

With a face held in his annoyance and the bad thoughts that came with it, Dery opened the garage door, preparing to curse at Tiara, if only the woman dared to make trouble with him.

What will Dery find? What about Liora's fate? Kira see in next chapter🤭👋