BECOME THE NANNY OF A WIDOWER

CHAPTER 31 - DRINK.

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The clock now shows it has been eleven o'clock at night, yes it is already midnight but until now Beby is still busy wandering with his mind while calling with his father who is also the same as he seems. Uproar

I don't know how long they have been phone calls but do not end up finding solutions to the problems they are facing.

"Really Beby, I didn't do anything wrong this time."

"If you didn't make a mistake, why would our company go bankrupt ?"

Silence, his father has not chimed in Beby's words again. He was also confused by the company that suddenly experienced a crazy stock decline and threatened to go bankrupt if in 24 hours did not experience a stock increase.

"Oath to God Beby, I've done all the best for our company. It's all for you, I don't want your struggles to go to waste if the company isn't handled properly."

"Even until yesterday our company shares remained up. But today, more precisely this morning our stock price plummeted Beby, many companies cut contracts unilaterally. If this continues, inevitably we have to owe again..."

Beby dropped himself on the sofa that was in the room. He squeezed his pain-pulsing temple.

"Don't owe me any more, Dad. I don't want us to have the trouble we used to have. Besides I've been a prisoner here, if you're in debt and can't afford to pay like yesterday who else will be the victim?" beby asked with a tired tone, he also heard his father across the phone sighing tiredly.

"Dad confused, son. I'm afraid of disappointing your mother..."

"How much money do you need ?"

"40 million euros, son. To pay the whole loss sever that contract."

****five hundred billion rupiah****

"THAT'S A LOT!!!" exclaimed Beby did not accept, his father was really very bad at processing his company.

Cross the phone of his father who stayed at the company because he did not dare to go home and had to solve some problems that suddenly confronted the company also knew if it was not a little nominal.

But if you don't ask Beby for help who else can help him ?

"Well, I'll borrow Sean's money."

"Yes Beby, please Daddy. I promise this is the last time. Make sure Sean gives you the money..."

Not answering anymore, Beby immediately turned off the phone connection unilaterally. The head seemed to be about to break because problems were incessantly attacking his life.

Not wanting to drag on thinking about the problem, Beby immediately got up from his seat to go to Sean's place.

Although in his deepest heart he was very lazy to look at the man's face again, moreover he not only saw his face, but also had to beg and ask for his mercy from the man.

"Ck, lazy!" he climbed the stairs to the 4th floor of Sean's workspace adjoining the GYM.

When he was in front of the door of Sean's work room, suddenly Beby felt a very nauseous nausea.

He stroked his flat stomach while grimacing in pain. "Yes, son, are you too lazy to look at your father's face ?" monologue with the fetus.

Chequek...

Not wanting to drag on, Beby immediately opened the door to meet Sean who was busy inside.

Just by using his favorite satin sleeping dres, he settles into Sean's study.

"Mr Sean," called him in a low tone.

While Sean who had been struggling with his laptop, immediately looked up to see who called his name.

His slanted smile was clearly imprinted when he learned the target was already at the scene of the attack.

"Mr Sean," called Beby again as he walked closer to Sean and sat right in front of Sean.

The man attempted to name his smile by biting his inner cheeks, raising his original eleven staring at Beby sharply. "What ?"

Beby turned his gaze in another direction, inwardly he cursed Sean. "Bule crazy vengeful!"

"Ekhem," he cleared his throat to ease his nervousness, Beby's loyal hand moving uncomfortably under the table. "Help me, sir. My father's company is in a crisis, if you like me I want to ask for help in the form of money." he said slowly.

"HAHAHA....." Sean laughed loudly at Beby's words, even though from the look on his face to the tone of speech that Beby was currently saying was very clear.

He rubbed the corner of his watery eyes, then looked at Beby with a look of disdain. "Just this morning you yelled at me, told me shit. Now you want to ask me for help ?"

Beby lowered his head, if he wanted to, Beby would not ask for help from such an arrogant man.

"Wow...." Sean clapped his hands at Beby's inertia. "So morning snapping like a dog, now you're as silent as a deaf person," Sean shook his head in contempt.

"Alright, I'll help the nearly bankrupt company. Surely your father is currently confused looking for funds to close all the employment contracts that were suddenly cut off. Tell me how much money you need–"

"Why would Mr Sean know if my father's company was in trouble with funds to pay for the loss due to the termination of the contract?" beby asked, denouncing Sean's words.

Sean was silent, he turned his eyes the other way. Damn, this mouth why always talk outside the limits!

"No need for you to know where I got that information, if you don't need my help, please just leave my office! I'm busy!"

Sean refocused himself on his computer screen to make Beby growled.

"I need your help, sir. 40 million euros, can I borrow that much ?"

The man resuscitated his head on the back of his great chair with his hands folded in front of his chest staring at Beby. "Just that ? I'll give it. But there's one condition you have to do first."

Beby's eyebrows shot up next, waiting for Sean to continue his sentence. "What is mister ?"

"Drink it! sean's eyes stared at the glass of water beside his coffee glass.

Beby let out a long breath of staring at Sean and the glass took turns. "Alright," break.

Beby immediately drank the water that tasted very bitter with a single gulp, Sean smiled with satisfaction to see it.

"Good girl," praised Sean cynically.

"Is it sir ? Can you send that money to my dad's account right now ?"

Sean nodded his head briefly, then opened his phone to contact the right hand in order to send money to Beby's father.

During Sean's phone call with his assistant, Beby's body temperature suddenly rises dramatically. His body feels hot not playing, but now he has used clothes that are less material.

"Shh... hot.." ringisnya while rubbing his body with his hands.

Sean, who had noticed Beby smiling sideways, turned off the phone and put his phone back on. "I've transferred the money, you can go!" oust Sean, he resumes his work.

But Beby did not move from his position, his eyes had turned red withstanding the crying. "Tu–tuan Sean...shh....."

"What else ?"

"To–please touch me sir, shh....."

"Ha ? Touch what's Beby like ?" tanyanya pretended not to understand.

"Please..hiks...hiks....tiduri Beby, Beby wants it...hiks...hiks..." without waiting for Sean's answer, Beby had already stood up from his seat and sat on Sean's lap.

They tasted each other with Beby leading the ferocious and violent game.

"Once it becomes j4l4ng it will forever be j4l4ng" whispered Sean in Beby's earlobe.

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