THE HEIR'S BEDMATE
Chapters. 57.

After Laura finished off the food she ordered. The girl decided to take a break in her car.

After the day started to light, he continued to drive his car. A little bad luck approached him. Last night he forgot to charge his phone. Until this morning, the smart thing was fast asleep.

I don't expect anyone to contact him again. But the girl wanted to use her cell phone to find a way.

He's just a houseboy, who doesn't know the outside world. And now the smart thing's dead. There was nothing he could ask for help.

Armed with confidence and courage, the girl drove her car out of town, heading for the city southeast of the capital.

“I'll definitely be there. Fuel is also fresh. So safe.” His words encouraged himself.

“Hallo, world. I’m coming.” The girl stepped back on her car's gas pedal.

He drove his car at a moderate speed, so he could still read the directions on the highway.

Almost 3 hours of driving, traffic was a little crowded at some point of the city and he also had time to rest in the rest area, making his journey a little hampered.

“I have to go now?” Mumbled the girl. He pulled his car over.

Laura looked for a place to eat first, the girl was indeed very easy to feel hungry. He likes to eat a lot, but his weight is hard to gain.

He looked at the contents of his wallet, there were still some red money sheets, there was also a debit card containing the rest of his salary from Yulia's restaurant.

Not far from his place, he saw a cafe that was open for breakfast. The girl drove her car towards the cafe.

“Good morning.” Sapa a waitress.

“Good morning, mbak.” Laura said kindly.

Laura also cooked fried rice for breakfast. Not forgetting he asked the waitress, is there a place to charge the phone.

The girl charges her phone in a dead state, so that the power is quickly charged.

Laura really needs her phone now to use as a guide. After all, he had never been to this city. At least there was a cell phone that could help him.

“Maybe after this, he'll find me. But I don't care. Basic old man me*sum. Already have a wife still looking for others outside the house.” Grumpy the girl.

But if he thinks back. If Felisha was Edward's wife, why wasn't any of her belongings in Edward's penthouse? In the man's private room, his closet contained only one part. The guest room is also empty. The penthouse was dominated by dark colors. No soft color touch to the liking of the women.

“If not his wife, why the photo of the woman—,” Laura covered her mouth with both hands.

He shook his head. “What not-don't, the woman is his affair Ed-ward?”

“Gosh, why am I stuck in that guy's complicated relationship?”

Meanwhile at the orphanage, Maria's mother accompanies Edward around according to the man's request.

“So the kids are in school, Mom?” Ask Edward.

“Iya, son. They're home at 3 p.m. And holidays at the weekend.” Answer the mother of Mary.

Edward nodded his head. Signs that she understands the words of Mary's mother.

“Bu, I want to be a donor in this home. I want to renovate some buildings here.” Edward looked around him. There were some points that he saw as needing to be fixed.

“But son, the donors here only finance daily needs.”

“Because of that, ma'am. I want to be the only donor who renovated this home.” Perhaps it was Edward's custom to boast of himself.

“Thanks, son. I'm so thankful Laura gets to know people as well as you.” Mary's mother rubbed Edward's arm.

“Do you want to rest? Looks like you're sleep deprived?” Maria's mother noticed the tired face of the handsome man.

“Is there an empty room, Bu?” Edward also felt he needed a bit of his tired body.

Last night he really couldn't sleep thinking about where Laura was.

“You can use Laura's room.” Mother Maria walked towards another wake on the right side of the parlour yard.

It looks like a small rented house. Equipped with a terrace in front of it.

“Please enter, son. Although rarely occupied, but this room every day in clean.” The middle-aged woman opened the door for Edward.

“Thanks, bu.” Edward headed towards the medium-sized bed, which was available in the room. The room, which is dominated by white, looks very comfortable.

“If you need anything, you can meet me and Lily in the room earlier.” Maria's mother rushed to leave the man alone in Laura's room.

“Iya, mom. Thanks.”

Edward laid his tired body on the bed. He took the roll and grabbed it. For some reason, he felt that it had the scent of Laura's body.

“Did they not change the bolsters? Why do I feel like I smell your body, baby.”

*****

“How, can you track the whereabouts of that phone number?” Tanya Johan, now she is meeting with a detective friend from Monica, in a cafe not far from Hugo’s Tower.

“Not yet. The number is not active.” The man was still focused on looking at the screen of his phone.

“I don't want to know, anyway today should have a hint.”

“Sabar, darling. Everything needs process. Miss's phone number is off, right?” Monica who was sitting next to Johan tried to calm the man down.

“Last this number is seen active in the southeast area of the capital.” Said the man.

“What?” Johan rounded his eyes.

“Don't tell me if miss went out of town?” Say again.

“What's the matter, baby?” Ask Monica.

“Darling, miss is just driving an old car, nor is she carrying the credit card that the boss gave her. Don't let anything happen to him.” Johan suddenly became worried about the girl.

“Kasian she's a darling, she's only 21 years old and an orphan. How if—,”

“Stop, babe. Nothing will happen to your lady. You're so worried about her, don't tell me if you like her?” Monica squinted her eyes.

“No dear, I really just think of it like my own sister.” Johan rubbed the lover's arm.

“Got it.” The man sitting before the two of them.

The man showed his cell phone to the couple in front of him.

There are traces of where Laura is now.

“Continue movement of the girl, bro. Send me your account number. I'll pay you anything.” Johan said as he returned the man's phone.

“Sure, Jo. I'll report every second of this girl's movement.” The man took his other cell phone, and typed something in there. Before long, Johan's phone clinked at the sign of incoming messages.

Johan also typed something on his smart flat object.

“I've transferred some money. I'll transfer again, after miss returns home.” Johan put his phone in his pocket.

“Alright, Jo, Monic, nice to cooperate with you guys. I will definitely report every second of his movement.” The man stood up, and greeted his clients, after which he left them both.

“I have to contact the boss, dear.” Johan returned to his cell phone.

“Where is he? Why didn't you pick up my call?” Johan furrowed his brows.

“Maybe the boss is resting, dear.”

“What is it?”

‘Can he sleep alone without sleeping pills?’

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T. B. C

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Rant Authir a.k.a Author amateur.

For readers who comment like this “males really read this novel” and he commented on several novels on going, not only in this novel alone.

I suggest, let you not feel hung, you should read the finished novel.

This novel, and other novels that are still on going or connected, it still needs to be thought of in the future plot, strung together sentences, typed, and then set to the Platform.

If you want to read it over, please read the short story. There are a lot of things on this platform.

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Sorry if I'm a baperan, just don't like to see people who like to say, males read novels hanging.

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