Chapter 108 - 108. Not As Simple As It Looks

"Did she come to work today?" asked Devan, tapping his forefinger on the table.

"Huh?"

"D-doesn't that woman work at your house, sir?"

"I don't allow you to ask?

Instantly Mrs. Lidya choked, "Sorry for my impolite attitude, sir," said Mrs. Lidya immediately looking down with shaking hands.

"Get out," Devan said in a high intonation. He wouldn't ask the woman again, because, from her response, he already knew that Anna wasn't in today.

"W-well...Then I'll excuse myself, sir." Lidya immediately got up from her position, walked to the door, and left the room with her head still bowed.

After Lidya left, Devan was stunned.

Anna's number is also off.

Did something happen to her?

Knock...knock...knock...

There was a knock on the door, distracting the man.

"Come in," said Devan.

At the same time, Clarissa appeared from behind the door.

"Sorry to interrupt your time, sir," Clarissa said right after stopping in front of Devan's desk.

"What is it?"

"Someone sent this for you, sir," Clarissa replied, handing him a brown envelope.

One of Devan's eyebrows raised, "From who?"

"No sender's name, sir," Clarissa replied.

"Just throw it away."

"Eh? Aren't you going to check first, sir? Maybe something important?" said Clarissa.

Devan was silent, seemed to be thinking.

"Then open it and see what's inside," Devan ordered again.

"Eh?"

"Are you deaf? I don't like repeating my sentence, Clarissa."

"Ah s-sorry, sir. OK, I'll open it," Clarissa replied at the same time as she bowed apologetically.

The woman just hesitated, who knows the contents are something very personal and should not be seen. But because her boss asked her to open the envelope, she had to do it, like it or not.

She slowly removed the adhesive seal of the envelope in her hand very carefully. After that Clarissa then opened and took out the contents.

Just some paper.

Reading it briefly, Clarissa's brow furrowed.

'Just a resignation letter? And even from a cleaning worker?'

"What's in it?" Devan asked when he saw Clarissa's reaction.

"Just something unimportant, sir," the woman replied and then handed the envelope and its contents to Devan's desk.

"Throw it away," said Devan before the paper even reached him.

"O-okay."

"WAIT!" Devan immediately held the edge of the envelope when the corner of his eye caught the name of someone he knew very well.

Clarissa was taken aback.

"Leave this here. You go back to work," the man said, surprising the secretary.

"W-well. Then I'll excuse myself," Clarissa replied and withdrew from the room.

Without waiting for the woman to disappear behind the door, Devan quickly took out all the contents of the envelope.

Suddenly, his heart dropped, suddenly felt empty when he saw the name written on the paper.

Anna Alia Azura.

Yes, it was Anna's resignation letter, along with a receipt regarding the payment of the penalty for the woman's unilateral termination of employment.

Empty. That's how Devan feels right now.

If that was the case, he would no longer have a reason to meet Anna.

Devan wanted to forget that woman. It's just not like this.

Will the woman return to disappearing like a few years ago?

Devan ruffled his hair, occasionally stroking his face roughly.

Threw his body on the back of the chair, his hands gripping the paper tightly.

No wonder Anna's number has not been active since yesterday.

But where did the woman get the money to pay the penalty? While Anna is willing to do anything to avoid being fired, and it shows that she needs money.

Is it because of her husband? But, if the woman has money, why does she work?

It felt like Devan wanted to scream, various prejudices filled his mind, and it was all too complicated to be related to each other.

Come to think of it, he had never found out the identity of the woman's husband.

Devan immediately grabbed his cellphone which he placed on the table, then dialed someone.

"Hello..." a voice said from the other side.

"How is the information I asked for the other day?" asked Devan.

Yes, he asked his people to find out again about Anna's status since the night when he received a message from Brian on Anna's cell phone.

The man Devan contacted this time was a different person from the last time.

"Sorry sir, we've got what you asked for, it's just that we want to clarify whether all the information we got is true or just manipulated," replied someone from the other side.

Devan's brow furrowed at the man's words, "Manipulated?"

"That's right, sir. Too many things are stuck and we need time to make sure sir. But don't worry, we'll keep moving."

"I've also contacted some of our people in France and Australia to help us, sir," the man added.

Devan suddenly fell silent, his brow furrowed clearly as his confusion grew.

"French?"

"Australia?"

"I'm just asking you to look for information on a woman, don't hang around and do something unimportant," Devan replied.

"Sorry, Mister. But the identity of the woman you are looking for is not as simple as you think," replied the man from the other side.

"What do you mean?"

"Give us a week to confirm everything, and then we'll send you the information, sir. I hope you can be a little patient."

"Okay, don't leave the slightest information. I entrust this to you," said Devan after a few seconds of silence.

"Yes sir."

"Ah yes, I want to ask you to find information about one more person," said Devan suddenly remembering the original purpose of contacting the man.

"Please tell me, sir."

"Anna's husband. I want you to find out about him. Everything," said Devan, rising from his position, walking to the side of the glass wall of the room with one hand in his trouser pocket.

"Yes sir."

Tut...

Devan ends the call. His gaze was fixed on the row of skyscrapers in front of him. His mind was a mess.

"That woman isn't as simple as she seems, is she?" Devan mumbled as he took a deep breath.

Devan thought he already knew everything about the woman. Turns out his guess was wrong.

After hearing the stories of his trusted people, he realized one thing that he didn't know anything about the woman.

I don't know why Devan is getting more curious.

"French?"

"Australia?"

"What does Anna have to do with those two countries?" Devan's monologue.

What he knows about Anna is only that she was born in this country, lives with a very poor family, her mother died of cancer.

It didn't stop there, her father left after her mother's death, selling the house without Anna's knowledge and also leaving a large debt in the woman's name.

Lived in poverty and debt for many years.

Betrayed by her lover whom he knows his name is Brian.

Then married a man named Nicho and had a child.

As simple as that information he knew about Anna.