Chapter 628: FIND HER
Mohammed Alif was feeling like taking all his hair out of his head. “How did this happen? She was just here last night and the maid called her. The guards even saw her coming here and then she was just gone. Gone!”
Not only she was gone, her bag was gone with her. But she didn’t carry anything. Then how did her belongings were vanished in the thin air just like her? Was it some kind of magic?
Mohammed Akram asked the security officer, “Did you recover the footage?”
The security officer realized that his time had ended. He kept sweating and said, “M-master….. the IT team is trying their best….. b-but……”
Mohammed Akram said, “Get out. If you can’t retrieve it and find her within twenty four hours then don’t think about breathing anymore.” His tone was calm but he meant what he said.
“Y-yes master.” The security officer hurriedly left the room.
The female slaves were standing in a corner and trembling in fear.
Mohammed Alif looked at them in rage and threw a jar made of gold at them. One of them screamed as she was hit. She fell on the ground. Immediately her forehead began to bleed. Other slaves didn’t dare to get closed to her.
“What were you here for? You have been placed here so that you can keep an eye on her. Did I send you here to enjoy the party? How dare you to be so disobedient?” Mohammed Alif Was furious as he bickered.
The slaves all knelt down and bowed their heads. Their heads touched the cold floor. They didn’t dare to utter a single word.
The girl who was bleeding, already fainted on the spot. She was half dead.
“Now that Mu Feng’s team had arrived, they even asked about her and wanted to meet her. I couldn’t answer them properly. What am I going to tell them now?” Mohammed Alif pulled out his own hair.
Mohammed Akram spoke, “I think the same people, who gave a hand to Mu Liang, helped Ms. Lan. I don’t think that they will recover the footage. It happened during Mu Liang’s time to.” He looked at Mohammed Alif and instructed, “Call Mu Feng and tell him the truth.”
“What?!” Mohammed Alif thought that he heard wrong. So, he asked again, “Cousin did you say that I have to call him?”
“Yes.” Mohammed Akram curtly replied.
Mohammed Alif gulped down a mouthful saliva and dialed Mu Liang’s assistant number. “Hello….. Mr. Mu Liang’s secretary…. I’m in Mohammed Alif from… oh, you remembered. May I talk to Mr. Mu Feng? There is another bad news, that is, Mr. Lan disappeared suddenly. I checked the video system but it wasn’t working just like that way… sorry, I’m extremely sorry. I will find them. Nothing will happen to them, I promise.”
Mohammed Alif, without his knowing he was showering in sweat. He used all of his ideas to calm Mu Feng down.
Mohammed Akram was sitting on the bed where Mu Lan was sleeping the previous day. He made sure to give her the full doze of the drug. There was no way that she could be unharmed after drinking it and would have the ability to leave the palace.
‘Then why did nothing happen to her? It only can be that she didn’t drink it at all. It means that she was cautious from the very beginning.’ Mohammed Akram began to laugh.
“I knew it! She is the one I’m looking for. She lost her memory, so what? She is as careful as before.” He talked to himself. He was very amused. “The more you run away from me, the more I want you. How long will you keep running away from me?”
His cousin looked at him suspiciously. ‘Did cousin lose his mind because she disappeared? She must be a great deal.’
Mohammed Akram stopped laughing and suddenly asked his cousin, “Did anyone else go missing after she left this room?”
Mohammed Alif tried to remember what happened last night. After that he answered, “Now that I think about it, the Prime Minister’s Assistant Secretary was supposed to be with us. But I didn’t see him at night. He wasn’t there to have fun.” He glanced at his cousin.
Mohammed Akram narrowed his eyes. “Is that so?” He tried to recall last night as well. Something flashed in his mind. “What was his name?”
“Mohammed Jamil.” Alif replied. He longer glared at the slaves. The slaves were still on the ground, kneeling.
“Do you remember when you last saw him?” Mohammed Akram asked.
Alif thought before answering, “Around nine… after the businessmen left, I saw him sitting on the couch. Then, he looked out of the window and maybe saw the moon. So, he went to the balcony.”
Mohammed Akram recalled that there were two balconies in that room. “Balcony… the one attached with the corridor?”
“Yes, how do you know?” Mohammed Alif asked. He knew that his cousin wasn’t there at that time.
Mohammed Akram said calmly, “Instinct. Call him. If the call doesn’t go through, then call the Prime Minister and get Mohammed Jamil’s information.”
“I got it, cousin.” Mohammed Alif left after replying.
Mohammed Akram shooed the slaves. “Go away.”
They bowed twice before leaving as fast as possible.
Mohammed Akram leaned on the bed and thought, “I’m not sure but if it’s really you, then, you are dead. You won’t escape me and take my precious away.” His eyes were burning, slowly, dangerously.
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Mu Liang cooked porridge and went to the upstairs. He looked down at the woman who was deadly tired.
“Get up now. You have to eat something.” He helped her to get up.
“Nnn…” Mu Lan twisted her face in throbbing pain all over her body. She didn’t have the strength to argue with him.
As if last night wasn’t enough to satisfy him, the hungry beast devoured her from afternoon till the evening. She didn’t have a simple strength left to move a single finger.
