Thought by Maid, Turns out to be the Mafia Wife
79. Cannot Be Wrinkle

Mr. Stuart couldn't take it for granted when Nabilla wanted to name him. He spontaneously stood up and asked the presidential guards to secure Nabilla.

"What you're accusing is not true agent two. Do you think I did it, huh?" sergeant Stuart keeps Nabilla calm in place to control himself so as not to be provoked by being in the enemy's circle.

"I didn't mention your name Mr. Stuart. Why do you look so angry?" tanya Nabilla looked at Mr. Stuart's face with a murderous look.

Amran can still hold himself back. He wouldn't have acted if no one had touched his wife. The president trusts Nabilla more than his staff because it is a political battleground. Sometimes the subordinate of the president is more free to move if he is an influential figure.

"Please sit Mr Stuart! control yourself!" tell mr president.

Paspampres approached Mr. Stuart so that this man would not show his teeth. Nabilla who already knew this atmosphere would end up struggling to choose the safe way because the president is in a state of danger. Even so, the president wants Nabilla to reveal the involvement of his officials so that the case will end soon tonight and the traitors who are still sitting quietly in their seats will soon be secured.

"Miss. Can you parse in more detail how their dirty games can not be snorted by the FBI though?" Pinta mr. president.

Nabilla looked at the faces of the people in front of her. Then ask her husband's opinion whether he is allowed to reveal the crimes of the officials involved at this time. Amran only gestured with his eyes to support his woman for the truth even though their lives were at stake.

"I would love to reveal everything, Mr. President. But, allow me to secure the people involved first before anyone tries to hurt you!" nabilla Pinta.

"Your request is granted, miss! please do whatever you want agent two!" tell mr president.

"Gather all your weapons! whoever is here! do it one by one! start from my right!" pinta Nabilla was already standing slightly away from the dining table.

One by one, the aides to the president and ministers and anyone with the authority to carry weapons in the presidential chamber began to release any weaponry from their bodies while Nabilla directed his tablet in the form of a censorship device. And don't forget, Nabilla blocked all access so they can't open their phones by randomly replacing their passwords. For officials who are not troubled, remain calm but also tense.

"There's still a knife under your feet, sir!" nabilla rebuked a man of the minister's bodyguard who was currently turning his body back to where he was standing.

"Dam ..!" he said that while bowing his body was about to pull a knife from his foot and his movements were deliberately made too long because he wanted to attack Nabilla.

With incredible speed the man wanted to rotate his body attacking Nabilla but one plate floated in the direction of the man from Amran.

"Thanks hubby!" nabilla said as she breathed a sigh of relief.

The man immediately groaned in pain as his head was bleeding. Nabilla had the president's aide secure the man.

"Never touch my woman, fool! Continue Baby!" pinta Amran was angry at the man and spoke to his wife again.

The president seems silent can not issue orders because he himself does not know which opponent and which person still keeps loyalty to him at this time.

"Hubbys. Mr. M ! can I ask for help?" ask Nabilla.

"Please!"

"Elevate all bullets from this gun!" nabilla.

Amran and Mr. M did what Nabilla asked him to do very quickly because both were trained to empty bullets from guns and guns.

Nabilla handed over her tablet to show anyone who was behind the theft of this country's valuables. And the people involved in the theft.

"President. Among them have been devising their plan to break into the museum of state-owned valuables not only gain profit but, by eliminating the item, your credibility as the number one ruler in this country will be questioned by the world. Automatically your supporters start to doubt your performance when you can't bring up the case" Nabilla said, noting the pale faces of those involved.

"Of course it's untraceable that thief, mr. President, because Mr. Almero worked with agent two to bring you down and automatically your power went to him from vice president to number one in the country," nabilla said clearly.

"Damn it...! how could you have brought that heinous accusation to me, huh?" snarled Mr. Almero.

"A heinous accusation you said...? I'm not making things up, Mr. Almero. You are scared right now, right? because your two-man agent cannot restore security when he scrambles back certain codes so that the movement of thieves cannot be tracked. The job he failed miserably was done because the key was on me. There is a button on a particular password that cannot be operated by him when deleting his criminal track record because it involves a world scale. His crimes were automatically stored in documents on that computer and instantly sent in my email. Do you still need proof, Mr Almero?" challenge Nabilla.

Mr. Almero just smiled smirk. He still doubts Nabilla's ability to uncover her involvement in this complicated case or deliberately complicated by his accomplices.

"You just scared me, didn't you? with that ruse of yours to cover up your bullshit?" challenge mr. Almero.

"good. Are you still saying I'm bullshit after seeing this tape?" said Nabilla turned on the monitor screen by showing how Mr. Almero played with several officials involved. In an instant his chat with the officials was taking place in his private residence.

Flashbacks

"Do you still want me to occupy the position of the number one person in the country?" ask Mr. Almero to his supporters.

"Of course Sir! our current position is not what we want. We want a prestigious position that has great influence in this country" said one of the ministers.

"What should we do to lower the president's prestige quickly without harming him because it's too risky?" ask Mr. Almero.

"What about the precious objects belonging to the state that so far there are three countries that claim that they belong. If we can sell the valuables at that fantastic value, not only can we make a big profit but we can also drop the credibility of the president and you automatically replace him" he said.

"But access to the museum is quite difficult. We need executioner experts, namely thieves and IT experts who can scramble the infrared rays," another suggestion.

"I have a solution to that problem. He is an FBI agent 2 that we will be involved in our plan, of course we will replace him in the position of Mr. M.ha.ha ..ha..!" mr. Almero's laughter boomed followed by his cronies.

Flash back off.

"What about this tape, Mr Almero? Do you still want to deny it?" nabilla circus.

"Can't be? how can it be seen by this woman while the chat was taking place in my private room does not have CCTV," he murmured softly.

"This country will not elect you freely to sit in an important office, Mr. Almero, if your residence is not given a tracking device. How are the gentlemen involved here, do you want me to show you to the president as well?" ask Nabilla.

Nabilla had not had time to take the tablet again from the hands of the president, now the traitor is ready to hurt the president and make Nabilla sprightly ask Amran to protect the president who immediately hid under the dining table, while he himself took his steak knife and fork and threw it directly at the vice president who was his traitor.

Finally, the dispute in the dining room was going on. Nabilla and Amran take the president's master to the president's office to the secret room.

"Nabilla are you okay, honey? what about them in there?" ask Amran worriedly.

"The FBI is in control of my order" said Nabilla, who pressed the call button on agent one without informing Amran.

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