
"Thank you for today!"
Vivian said a simple sentence.
No need to express the taste
thank you among us."
Cyril turned to look at Vivian.
"Yes, there!"
Vivian's answer was grim and sincere.
After that, both of them inside
the car was silent.
Cyril smiled bitterly.
He knew that Vivian was determined
define their boundaries.
He wants to repeat that
asking for his help for a class meeting today was just a trade.
When he finished, he naturally
need to express her gratitude.
Cyril could accept this result.
After all, he owes Vivian too much.
The suffering he caused
he cannot with
easily eliminated with
finishing some help.
"Dad, Mom, are you two
going on a date?"
Dora runs out of the villa to
I asked while joking
he saw the car approaching.
"Have you finished your PR yet?"
Vivian ignored
question and reply firmly.
Of course I did.
I've been finishing it a long time
while waiting for your return.
However, I'm glad to see you guys
back together. "
Dora giggled before hugging
Cyril. He suggested. "Dad, dad,
why don't we eat food
hot hot again to celebrate
your first date with Mom?"
"Ehem."
Cyril coughed lightly as she peeked at Vivian.
With Vivian, he can't
directly agree to Dora's request.
"Dora, what do you promise
to me last time? Already
how-how long? You want to eat that again? "
Vivian raised her eyebrows.
"That's because I'm happy. I wanted to
celebrating the fact that you
both have made peace... "
Dora's voice disappeared.
"Go home. I want to check
your homework! "
Vivian brought Dora from
cyril hugs as they
entering the villa with Dora looked gloomy.
Cyril could only return a look
pathetic Dora with
smile helplessly.
He must maintain neutrality
between Dora and Vivian.
Therefore, he had to close
eyes with Dora's plea.
Back to the storage room,
Cyril sleeps according to his daily routine.
The next morning the dawn was bright and bright.
The sun rises slowly
illuminate Cyril, who was drenched in sweat.
"Sir, I must ask your permission
about a certain thing."
Shawn's call came to him
right after he ended his sport.
Cyril asked, "What is that?"
Shawn explained. "Alfred's in trouble. And he's expecting our help. "
"He's got a problem?"
Cyril narrowed his eyes.
"He had a problem
cannot be solved with
effortlessly. It seems really significant. "
As chairman of the Feratoni Group,
Alfred's pretty strict in Quinston
and few people can
a threat to him.
However, he proactively sought help.
This problem is not as simple as it seems.
Shawn clarifies. "Must
refused it?"
Cyril stated. "After all
lend a helping hand
at me. Tell him that
I'll help her! "
"Good!"
Shawn nodded.
After being by Cyril's side for so long, he understood the severity of Cyril's words.
However, he proactively sought help.
This problem is not as simple as it seems.
Shawn clarifies. "Must
refused it?"
Cyril stated. "After all
lend a helping hand
at me. Tell him that
I'll help her! "
"Good!"
Shawn nodded.
After being on Cyril's side so
long ago, he understood the weight of Cyril's words.
The King of the Western Frontier will always
fulfill promises.
It was noon.
Mr. Harper, you're finally here!"
After receiving the agreed answer
Shawn, Alfred is very
anticipating his arrival so he waited near the hotel entrance.
he should keep a low profile
following Shawn's instructions.
Therefore, he patiently
At last at the time
determined, he noticed Shawn.
An incredible relief immediately swept over him.
For the last two days, he
miserable because of the difficulty.
His last choice was
ask Shawn for help.
Fortunately, Shawn agreed.
Shawn got out of the car and
nodding his head.
Then he opened the door
the other car quietly.
Cyril emerged from the car as he
fully seen by Alfred.
Shawn gave us an introduction
curt. "This is our Master, sir,
The King of the Western Frontier!"
"Lo-Master..."
Alfred glanced at Cyril while pulling
deep breaths.
He's happy with himself
because foresight.
He didn't do anything
to offend Cyril.
If he infuriates the King
Western borders, he'll be
in serious trouble.
He glanced at Cyril low for
bow and invite.
Sir, I've arranged a party
best for you. Let's go in.
Cyril commented without feeling.
"You don't have to call me
Signore. Just call me Cyril. In addition to
that, I don't need a banquet. I
here to finish
your problem, not to eat. "
"It's..."
He can cancel the banquet
fit into that.
But he cannot force
himself to call the King
The Western border is called directly
He wouldn't dare even if
he will have nine lives!
"If the Master asks you to
do something, just do it
Shawn felt Alfred's doubt
and threatened him.
"Yes, yeah, yeah."
Alfred quickly agreed.
However, after recognizing
cyril's identity, she did not have the courage to greet him directly.
Alfred took them upstairs to the hotel.
This is the place used
Alfred to entertain distinguished guests.
Therefore, the place was decorated
luxuriously.
However, Cyril was indifferent
to the grandeur in the room.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
Cyril sat down and looked at Alfred
with wondering eyes.
"This is the problem..."
Alfred immediately answered Cyril's question
The Feratoni Group
lately it has been in the spotlight
because of their big project
in succession as
demolition buildings
old, and all sorts of collaboration projects.
However, which resulted
being targeted by devious people.
Bernard, son of the former chairman
parliament, has elected him.
He has explicitly
declare that he
want 50% shares of Feratoni Group.
Alfred was given a three-day time limit
to complete the transaction.
If he doesn't agree to it
in three days, he and Feratoni
The group may face
blowout.
He only has one more day.
He could only ask at last
help Shawn.
he is a lower opponent
with Bernard.
If Bernard wants to take
something from him, he won't
have the means to refuse.
His only chance
seeking the help of the King
Western Frontier.
"Isn't he just a thief?
If the former chairman educates
his son is like this, I'm sure he is
not an honest person either! "
After listening to the explanation
detail Alfred, Shawn immediately started cursing.
"Is not today a day
the last? Let's go and
met him. I wanted to
see who gave it to him
confidence to do
such a horrible act!"
Cyril narrowed his eyes to
dangerously shiny.
Such a person should not
ever tolerated or spoiled.
"As long as you help me, sir,
I'll follow your instructions
carefully!"
Alfred was very happy.