My Possessive Husband's

My Possessive Husband's
177. THE NIGHT TRAGEDY OF THE LOUIS CLAIRE FAMILY MASSACRE

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Mats.. Mats.. Mats..


The sound of a rotating clock rang out in the entire room of a luxurious room.


The clock has shown at 2 am. In a luxurious mansion owned by the chairman of the Crowned Eagle Mafia looks strict supervision. Some bodyguards have been on standby in doing their job. Some of them are sleeping. They have done the work that their master has commanded.


Then, not far from Sean's mansion, was seen a black car with a dark glass screen. There was a figure wearing an all-black shirt with a hat perched on his head. Covering part of his face.


The figure smiled slanted when he saw the mansion Sean had been guarded tightly. Not even messing around, the bodyguard that Sean had was Elden's trained bodyguard. Bodyguard which has been strictly selected with two years of training.


The smiling tees figure was slanting. It looks like this will be much harder than his shadow. Eventually he decided to turn his car around and decided to go back to his place.


After that in a king-size bed it was seen a woman was sleeping uneasily. His body was sweating with a forehead that had been soaked from his sweat. His eyes were still tightly closed while his two fingers clutched tightly onto his sleeping bed sheet. The sleeping woman was Dara.


Dara is sleeping alone because Sean is going quietly to finish his business. Dara looks restless and uncomfortable when asleep.


A flash of tragedy came to him in a dream. Another nightmare that was a trauma from his past. Although it has been almost 1 year it happened, but still Dara still can not forget it. It was still clearly recorded in his memory. But why should now the flash of his past come when Dara felt everything was fine.


"Dad, mother, aunt.." Slowly flowed. His head shook slowly.


Please wake up her sleeping chest. Whoever it is. Please wake Dara.


It looks like a girl is sleeping. His sleep looks good. Especially after his birthday celebration at the age of 20 years. The girl seemed happy to imagine that tomorrow she would go on vacation with her parents. His father was a busy businessman with his work. But, unexpectedly, his father had prepared a vacation ticket to Italy together. Of course it makes him very warm. Unfortunately, it seems that the happiness he is waiting for will not happen.


At 20:00, the girl wriggled softly as a 47-year-old maid rushed into her room.


"Miss woke up, we have to get out of here quickly" in a slow voice, Bi Marta who was her nanny helped her to wake up from her sleep.


Dara immediately woke up from her sleep and sat down, astonished. "But Bi, Dara is still sleepy" with half of her life still collected, Dara tries to wake up to the wishes of her caregiver who she considers to be her own mother.


Dorr.. Dorr.. Dorr..


The sound of gunfire that sounded instantly made his life instantly collect just like that. His eyes were wide open. "Bi, what's the matter? Why is there a gunshot? Where are Mom and Dad??" He was worried when he remembered his parents.


"Later to explain non, we have to go first from here" Aunt Marta and Dara immediately went out of the room with a sneak. They both will come out of this house through the basement that his father had prepared from the past if something happened to him at any time.


His father was a famous and successful businessman. Many people who are hostile to him have even planned several times to kill his father. Just because they felt rivaled and envied by the wealth of both parents. His father was a kind and friendly man.


Now Dara and Bi Marta are in front of the door of the underground passage. Slowly Bi Marta opened the automatic door so as not to make any sound.


After the door opened, the two of them went straight into the hallway of the lower room. "Miss, this is the necklace of the Madam. It's for Miss Dara."


Dara immediately received the beautiful necklace. The necklace of his mother from his father's gift. "But Bi, are father and mother okay? Why are we both here?" Negative thoughts started haunting him. Could it be Father and his Bunda?? It can't be, right??! Dara started sobbing.


"Miss who is patient, maybe this is already the will of God. We can't stop him. We can only pray for you ladies and gentlemen. Please let me know, Miss." Bi Marta said gently while stroking the shoulder of Nonanya who she had considered as her own biological child. Dara just cried sobbing. Her father and mother whom she loved dearly even her servants whom she had considered her family had been killed.


Taps.. Taps.. Taps..


There was a voice behind the secret door. Then Dara and Bi Marta immediately accelerated her steps. "We must hurry Non. Miss must escape quickly. Remember, Miss has to get away and hide. On the necklace is the password of the Bank of Miss's parents' savings. Use the money as best you can and start a new life. Get out of this country fast. Miss must save the life of Miss." The Bi Marta.


"Then what about aunt?" Dara looked worriedly at Bi Marta.


"Auntie will be fine. We split Non. Miss sealarah ran to the highway. Miss can ask for help to people passing by there."


"Alright bi. Thank you bi" Dara immediately hugged Bi Marta tightly. They cry sad. Then they split up. They ran as hard and as they could. Until, in the end Dara was caught by someone who was guarding at the end of the road there.


"Hey stop there" said one of the big-bodied men. Dara ran as fast as she could. He did not dare to look back at all. Dara was too scared to do it. Until Dara saw the passing car, Dara accelerated the pace, and met Dara with the cold-faced man.


Deg


Dara immediately woke up from her sleep by holding tightly to the necklace that was always perched sweetly on her neck.


"Bi Marta, how are you there? Is aunt okay?"


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