Missing In The Heart
Chapters 80.Revealed.

Since leaving Star Productions house, Rachel has been silent about Sam's words. Not that he did not understand the meaning of Sam's words, only that he could not accept if Sam's thoughts and suspicions were proven. No, not even for the smallest possibility Rachel did not want to guess.

All the way back to her office, Rachel kept turning her eyes to the side on the window of the car, but her gaze was blank as she continued to bite the tip of her thumb. A reflex habit will do if his heart is in a state of panic or panic.

Stuart who was sitting behind the wheel was only listened to with care.

"Mrs. Alister?" Call her, because there's no response from Rachel for what she's talking about. Rachel was still in her position.

"Mrs.Alliter?" Call him again with his heavy baritone voice.

Rachel flinched from her daydream and turned to look at Stuart. "Hmm well, what's up Mr. Stuart?"

"Did everything go well?"

"Oh yeah, everything went well."

"Then why Mrs. Alister looks this upset?" Ask Stuart to investigate. He suspected that something was amiss that had happened to his Young Madam. Because the woman was immediately badmood after coming out of the building earlier. "You know that I can find my own even if you don't want to say it?"

"That's just your feeling. Nothing, everything's good. I'm just tired and relieved when it's all over." Said Rachel reasoned while relaxing the neck muscles so that the reason was more convincing.

Stuart raised one eyebrow, looked at Rachel from the reflection of the mirror for a few seconds, then nodded softly in acceptance of her Young Madam's reasoning. He smiled his smile and went back to what he was talking about. "I've taken care of everything, the rest of you get ready as necessary."

"Prepared?" Rachel knitted her eyebrows together, looking at Stuart with a clueless look. "Where are you ready?" Resell ask.

"Ahhh.means that from now on I'm talking alone..." Stuart said with a smile back.

"Ah sorry, I was not listening. Can you repeat what you were talking about?"

"The president will return to America tonight. Coincidentally your schedule in the future is empty, Young Master has also finished his work and has escaped the supervision of the President, so tomorrow you and Young Master can go Honeymoon. I've arranged everything according to Young Master's request. You will travel around Europe. So you're the rest of you get ready tonight." Stuart is excited.

"Oh so...." Rachel answered flatly without looking enthusiastic at all. He then turned his eyes to the side, staring out there through the window of the car. Rachel was eager to ask Stuart what Sam had said, but Rachel was well aware that the Scotsman would not tell her the truth.

Rachel sighed softly followed by a long sigh. His head suddenly dizzy and dizzy. The Honeymoon Plan was no longer on his mind.

Back Stuart observed his Young Madam's expression from the reflection of the mirror that did not match his expectations. He thought she would be sparkling when he heard her honeymoon surprise. But baby, the guess is off. This Young Madam was indeed difficult to guess in her heart.

It's only fitting that Young Master is so stressed if there is a problem with this woman,

it really takes extra patience....

Stuart had his own monologue in his heart, When he was going to say it again, suddenly his phone rang. The President's name is on his phone screen. He quickly received the phone call. Stuart simply said 'Yes Sir' and ended the connection, then looked back, "Tonight the President invited you to dinner at the Alister hotel before he left for America." He said, then turned back to the front.

"Dine with me? Just two?"

"Just calm down Mrs Alister, Young Master will be there too."

"Ohh...." Rachel breathed a sigh of relief. Then speak with a little hesitation. "Mmmm....Mahavir's the only son of Mr James? Doesn't Mr James have any other children?" He asked while observing Stuart's face from the reflection of the front mirror.

Stuart frowned slightly, "You mean?"

"Mmmm... I mean, is Mahavir his real son?"

Stuart chuckled softly. Speechless with the woman's strange question. "Can't you see the same eyeballs on both of them?"

"Ah.right." Rachel said softly then fell silent, cursing her stupid question just now.

"I don't know what you mean by your question Young Madam. But, indeed only the young master was the only son of Mr. James Alister. During his life, Mr. James had only one wife he loved so much, and could not be replaced with any woman. Mr. James was a faithful man for the rest of his life, and perhaps that is what is now down to the Young Master who can only see you as his woman." She praised, but Rachel was not touched by the compliment.

"Said Vir, his mother died since he was 5 years old, and had lived in an orphanage. And only met his father when he grew up. What's....." Rachel immediately hung her words when she realized what she said just now.

Oh, my God, why am I just realizing it now?

Are their life stories not the same?

"What did you want to ask?"

"Ah, no. It's not so." Clenched his lips and looked back at the side window.

Stuart smiled faintly and drove back quietly to take Rachel back to his office. While Rachel in the back passenger seat keeps trying to put together a little more perfectly formed memory puzzle.

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Arriving at Rachel's office hurriedly entered her room. Open the laptop and turn it on. For a moment Rachel looked at the Flashdisk in her hand that was even seen shaking before looking at the contents of the Flashdisk. Rachel let out a long sigh three times to prepare her heart, then connected the flash to her laptop.

His fingers that had even been shaking now immediately surf followed by his eyeballs that continued to move around the screen, opening all the photo files from Sam.

Maybe because Sam already knows the purpose of Rachel asking for the photos, then the files copied it all contain images that only contain the figure of Dirman accidentally.

The further Rachel's fingers moved, the more things opened her eyes. His body stiffened more and more along with the reality he saw. Both of his eyes were heating up, his heartbeat was beating incoherently with a feeling that he himself did not know to interpret.

Sam's photos do focus on campus buildings and the surrounding landscape, but coincidentally also feature a young man who always uses a hodie and hides behind the walls of the building. With a look that looks serious pay attention to what is in front of him until he is not aware that he was caught on camera. Judging from the angle of the photo, Rachel can be sure that the figure must have been observing him while walking through the campus corridor from afar.

Rachel is further astonished that there is a photo focusing on the highway around the campus, but also shows Stuart sitting with Dirman in an open cafe across the street.

Rachel smothered her mouth and grew even more shocked as she zoomed in and looked at the photos closely. So clearly seen the change in the figure of the young man from the appearance of one photo with another photo. Well, Dirman's changing figure is increasingly similar to her husband.

Rachel closed her laptop and buried her face in her folded hands on her desk, then cried.

You evil Vir.... You're evil....

His heart ached, his heart was broken, and he did not know which one to believe. Whether she should trust her husband who repeatedly reassured her or with what she had just seen.

His head was getting dizzy and felt swirling. As he was about to get up from his chair, his vision suddenly darkened followed by his self-awareness which suddenly disappeared. Rachel collapsed and fell to the floor.

When he realized, which was immediately caught by both eyes was the figure of Merry who looked so panicked while holding a cellphone about to contact someone. Rachel hurriedly got up and pulled Merry's phone.

"who are you calling?" (*Who are you calling?) he asked in a weak and trembling voice, barely heard.

"your husband Miss Rachel..." (Your husband is Miss Rachel.)

"Please, don't tell him...." (Please don't tell him)

Merry knitted her brows and still looked at Rachel anxiously.

"Ah, I don't want to worry him..." (Ah, I don't want to worry him.) Rachel said.

"Mom....." (But.).

Rachel smiled and touched Merry's hand, "I'm Fine. I'm just tired. Don't worry." (I'm fine, I'm just tired. Don't fret.)

Merry nodded slowly and then got some water for Rachel. Rachel accepted it and immediately gulped it down the toilet. After feeling her feelings had improved, Rachel asked Merry to drive her home.

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Rachel walked into the Penthouse with shunt steps. His head still felt dizzy and saw the state of the house as if swirling in his view. Because he could no longer step up to the top floor where his room was, he finally threw his body lying on the sofa in the living room and closed his eyes.

But a flash of his memory while making out with Mahavir on the sofa made him suddenly nauseous and feel disgusted at himself. He rushed up and ran to the pantry and vomited his stomach into the sink.

Bik Inah who heard from the second floor when cleaning immediately came to him with a step that was stirred.

"Jeez Young Madam, are you sick?" Bik Inah asked as she gently poked Rachel's nape and rubbed her back.

"I'm just dizzy Bik. Does Bik Inah have a headache cure?"

"It looks like it's in the medicine box in the Young Master's study." Say Bik Inah, then turn around to the workspace.

"Working space?" Rachel frowned and remembered Risya's words about the handkerchief she said belonged to her. It suddenly flashed through his mind to find out again there. "Ah, let me take it myself." Say it again after gargling and rinsing his face with tap water.

"But Young Madam, should Young Madam check with the doctor? Or do I just get the family doctor here?" He asked with his anxious expression.

Rachel commented a smile and shook her head slowly, "I'm fine Bik, just late eating and maybe a lack of sleep."

"Then at least Young Master should know your current state." Say Bik Inah while reaching for the phone handle hanging on the pantry wall.

Rachel pulled the phone from Bik Inah's hand. "Don't, don't tell him. L'm.. I don't want to worry him."

Bik Inah just nodded and looked at his Young Madam face with her confused look.

"I'm fine Bik, Bik this just continue the job Bik Inah earlier." His order.

"But...."

"Bik...I don't like to talk twice." His words firmly, made Bik Inah immediately move without saying another word.

After seeing Bik Inah disappear from the stairs to the top floor, Rachel went straight into Mahavir's workroom. In the workspace Rachel immediately checked all the files on the table, then opened the drawers one by one and rummaged through the contents. Of all the drawers, only one drawer on the right side of the table is locked tightly and can not be opened.

Both of his hands were raised and clutching his head firmly because he found nothing that could convince him. The frustrated and unconscious Rachel immediately scattered everything on the table until it crashed onto the floor. No exception crystal vases lying on bookshelves were also victims of his anger.

STIRRUP......

The loud sound of a crystal vase falling down and crashing at the loudness of the marble floor echoed and deafened his ears. Rachel's reflexes shrunk down, crouched down and covered her two ears using her palms. His trauma suddenly appeared and left him in shock.

Bik Inah who heard the loud sound of broken glass again appeared with her panicked face. Bik Inah thought her Young Madam was why, but once she saw Rachel who was hysterical while crouching her face was also suddenly pias and did not know what to do. Bik Inah was stunned for a few seconds until then approached Rachel, pulling Rachel's body to stand up and sit in Mahavir's work chair. Afterwards Bik Inah immediately ran back to the pantry and made a warm tea with lemon mixture and gave it to Rachel.

After Rachel's feelings calmed down and improved, Bik Inah helped Rachel into her room and laid Rachel's weak body on her bed.

"Bus...." Call him when Bik Inah wants to get out of his room.

"Well, Young Mistress...." Back to Rachel, close the blanket and gently rub Rachel's forehead like her own.

"Bik Inah, please clean up the room as before, and please don't say anything to Mr. Mahavir." His ink was followed by his sobs.

Bik Inah was stunned for a moment until then Rachel grabbed her hand and made her maternal side rise.

"Bik, don't report today's events." Ask again with a paste.

Bik Inah finally nodded and smiled faintly. "Okay Madam, I won't say anything to Young Master. But I can't lie when Mr. Stuart saw the CCTV of this house and asked me that."

...I forgot there was CCTV in every corner of this place....

"Ah yes, it's okay Bik."

"And please don't hurt yourself. If there's anything, Bik Inah is ready to help, including if Madam needs a interlocutor." Said Bik Inah. His age who was no longer young and his experience so far, and what he had seen earlier made him understand the deep trauma that existed in his Young Madam.

After Rachel closed her eyes and began to fall asleep, Bik Inah came out of Rachel's room and immediately rushed to clean up Mahavir's work space as usual, except for the broken crystal vase.

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