The Bodyguard's
Interrogation

Carlo's getting desperate. Miabella did not return her call. At such a crucial moment, he had no other choice. Carlo then took out a few items of marbles-like objects that were much smaller in size, then pressed one side.

It blinked and gave off a green-colored light. Carlo immediately threw the small balls at the guards who were trying to capture him alive. The ball exploded. Simultaneously, Carlo pulled out the vent cover he had seen on the side of the corridor. He jumped into a small passageway and crawled quickly. Stay away from the explosion area. He ignored the agonizing cries of the burning Roderyk guards.

Carlo continued to move while watching his advanced watch. “How to mia," murmured the man quietly. The leader of the Red Wolf Clan, recalled the wife who had not yet answered his call. Many times he called through a small object that was accidentally taped to his collar. However, there was still no answer from Miabella.

Carlo decided to keep on crawling. Look for the end of the ventilation hole that penetrates to the outside of the mansion. After a while in the narrow hole, then he can find a way out.

The end of the vent hole is covered by a two-layer iron board. As a result, Carlo had to expend extra energy to kick the board using both feet. The board was released from its hinges, then thrown a few meters forward.

After the door had opened perfectly, Carlo gushed his head out. He found himself in the back garden.

It appeared in front of him, the servants from the agency scattering out from the door that connected directly to the mansion's kitchen. Carlo thinks that the party disbanded early. It must have been an incident involving him.

A moment later, Carlo's entire body was already outside the ventilation hole. In a style made as leisurely as possible, he mingled with the uniformed servants and walked in an orderly manner past the large gate.

However, on two sides of the gate were also seen dozens of Roderyk guards guarding while carrying a long barrel weapon. They checked one by one the people who came out from there, by asking for the identity card of each officer from the agency. Lucky because Carlo still keeps his fake identity card.

After his turn, Carlo was asked to remove the eye mask in front of the fierce-faced airmen. They then compared the handsome face to the photo on the card.

“You can come out!” said one of the guards with a cruel face.

Without saying much, Carlo nodded and rushed away from the mansion. He walked quickly while constantly trying to contact Miabella. Only one that Carlo hoped for, was his wife to be able to get out of the magnificent mansion safely.

However, it seems that what became Carlo's expectations was not granted, because at that time Miabella was being led to a small elevator with Vlad and two men in a black suit.

Miabella, who still looks beautiful in a red dress and high hells shoes, felt the elevator floor move down and stopped a while before the elevator door shifted and opened. Her beautiful gray eyes, moving around watching around. There was a large room that lay before him. A place that reminds him of his father's secret basement, Adriano.

“Why did you bring me here, Vlad?” asked Miabella with a kettle.

However, his business partner did not immediately answer. He looked at Miabella meaningfully, then tried to hold the beautiful woman's hand.

Of course Miabella doesn't like the man's treatment. The heir to the Casa de Luca Plantation immediately dismissed him. “Don't be insolent! Remember where you are,” hiss Miabella with a hostile look.

“Ah, I thought you were getting interested in me, Bella. Is everything just a show?” Vlad posted a cynical smile. He forced her to clutch at Miabella's wrist, then dragged Carlo's wife into a room whose entire wall was made of glass.

The room is white ceramic floor and equipped with a table and chairs made of iron.

“Sit, Bella,” Tell Vlad gently. The man did not seem to want to be rude.

Inevitably, Miabella obeyed what her business partner ordered. She sat gracefully on the only chair in the room. At a glance, Miabella saw two handcuffs attached to the surface of the table.

Vlad, who seemed to understand the direction of Miabella's view, immediately pointed the slender hand closer to the handcuffs. With a quick movement, he handcuffed the smooth white-clad handcuff while laughing softly.

“Hei! What are you doing!” miabella Protest.

“From the beginning I couldn't believe it when you suddenly behaved sweetly to me, Bella,” Vlad said. His blue eyes dimmed, revealing a disappointed look.

“Let go of me or ..”

Miabella closed her mouth tightly. He couldn't have told anyone that Carlo was around the mansion.

“Tell me, Miss de Luca. Who did you come here with?” ask Vlad.

“I came alone. As per your invitation,” Miabella replied without hesitation.

“Don't lie to me. I don't like it when it looks stupid in front of you.” Vlad shook his head weakly.

“For what am I lying? From the beginning, I intended to be present at this festive topen party. Carlo doesn't know if I'm here,” Miabella while still trying to look calm.

“Oh, yes? So the intruder who got caught a while ago wasn't your husband?” Vlad asked in full investigation to Miabella.

“I don't understand what you mean,” refutes Miabella while throwing her face away. Every now and then he tried to pull his tightly bound handcuffs.

“Oh, so the intruder who has now become a corpse is not your husband?” vlad's fishing rod immediately got a strong reaction from Miabella.

“Fuck you, Vlad! What are you doing?” Miabella got up from her seat while trying to grab the long-haired man by the neck with her hand.

“I've expected.” Vlad chuckled, then took a few steps back. He deliberately kept his distance from Miabella who was beginning to lose control. The young woman continued to look for ways to remove her handcuffs firmly attached to the table, to the point that the iron table shifted from its place.

“I won't forgive you if something happens to my husband, Vlad! You hear that?” miabella's jolt was loud, so that some of the guards who had been alert and standing in each corner of the room immediately moved closer. One of them was even about to hit Miabella on the head with a rifle butt.

Vlad prevented it first.

“I won't let you touch even the end of your hair!” The blonde man's finger pointed at exactly one of the bodyguards. The facial sharpness that usually looks friendly and soft, now turned fierce.

“Return you! I can handle this!” vlad Sentak. His voice echoed throughout the corner of the room.

The guards did not have the courage to argue. They nodded, then lowered their heads deeply and retreated back to where they were.

“Now tell me, Bella. Who did you come here with? Where's your husband?” cecar Vlad's. This time his tone sounded so slow.

“As I said earlier. I came alone from Palermo!” Miabella remained on her answer.

“Then, who is the intruder? Is one of the clan members?” Vlad himself was not desperate to extract information from Miabella.

“Whose life are you talking about? I have absolutely no idea what you mean,” Miabella gulped. Inwardly, he convinced himself that Carlo would not die that easily.

Her husband was someone who was very strong and ingenious. Miabella won't believe every word Vlad says.

“There was someone disguised as a waiter and managed to get inside my foster father's room. He was wearing a mask so my father couldn't see his face. However, based on the information I obtained, the intruder was successfully paralyzed,” Vlad said while smiling faintly.

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