Belongs to Mr. CEO

12. Candor

"Sorry, I'm just looking for money!" said the boy, with a soft voice but can be heard by people who are nearby.

Derick stared at the expression on Sia's face that looked calm without any annoyance visible from her face. But it should be, woman is a sprain, right? He had just been nearly slandered by the boy being the perpetrator of a car crash.

But look at the expression on Sia's face that looks more tired to hear the boy's reason, rather than angry because his name is almost in broken in public.

"Wake up, your knee must hurt. Look, it's bleeding!" chirps Sia, extend her hand to the boy.

The boy grabbed Sia's hand, and rose from his position by standing unbalanced as his knee was completely injured, just like what Sia said.

"It's a hospital?" sia asked, looking at him with a fixed gaze.

The boy shook his head, refusing Sia's request. "I'm fine!"

Afterwards the boys walked away leaving them without explanation and without apologizing.

Sia who saw that just shook her head slowly and followed him. "Let me buy you a red drug. At least you fell because of my car, right?!"

"Then, you better go I'm money. I need more money than red medicine!" said the boy, with a hostile expression.

"Mrs, let me take care of it. You please come back home, this is your home address. Go home and rest." Derick gave him a small piece of paper containing Albert's address.

Sia received the paper and nodded, she looked at the boy for a while, before finally deciding to go home first to Albert's house.

***

"Welcome, Madam. My name is Thomas, I'm in charge of taking care of this house. Greetings," said the man named Thomas, bowing his head respectfully.

Sia smiled and nodded her head. At a time like this, he didn't need to introduce his name, right? Thomas must have known him.

"Where's my room?" sia asked, looking around the house in astonishment.

Yes, who would not be amazed at how mecca and luxury the home of an Albert. Young CEO who is famous handsome and often appears on TV as an advertising model or motivator from the business world.

"Your room becomes one with Mr. Albert's room, Madam. Your own master asked for it," explained Thomas, making Sia round her eyes perfectly.

"Who will I be with? Albert's? That guy asked for it himself?!" sia chirps, really can't believe those words.

But Thomas' non-joking expression, made the woman silence her mouth and show a depressed expression.

"Alright, show me where the room is. I want to just take a break!" said Sia, approaching Thomas with a lackluster walk.

Thomas who saw how his expression was, just smiled wryly and told Sia to the room.

"Good rest, ma'am," said Thomas, walking out and demanding the door of the room tightly.

Sia looked around her, seeing how the interior of the room was. And it turned out pretty neat and classic. In his room there is also a piano that is displayed in the middle of his room. Though it should be, the musical instrument should be stored in a slightly closed place. What's more is a little sun.

Sia walked closer to the piano, sat in her chair and remained silent for a few moments while looking around her for the next time.

Clamps ....

Albert walked into the room and exchanged glances with Sia, who seemed surprised to see him enter the room without knocking on the door.

Albert knocked on the door from the outside, making Sia who was inside look at him strangely.

"Can I come in now?" albert asked, making a sound of Sia's laughter until it sounded from outside the room.

Albert smiled, he opened the door and entered the room, with a big smile still perched on his handsome face.

Sia was really from her seat, walking closer to her suitcase unpacking things.

Sia halted her laughter, opened the closet where Albert's clothes were stored and did not find the slightest space there.

Albert, who saw the confused face of his future wife, came straight towards him and looked at Sia for a while.

"You can use that room to store your clothes. I've asked Thomas to give you some space, so you can keep your clothes there too. Go in there and get your clothes. I'll take a shower and help you with the stuff" Albert explained, pointing to one of the two doors in the room.

Sia nodded her head in understanding and walked into the room. Leaving the incoming Albert faithfully standing in his place, while staring at the distant back of Sia.

"Sia, would you like to have dinner with you?" albert asked, making Sia turn her head and look at him for a while.

Sia did not immediately answer him, but rather smiled faintly first before nodding softly.

"I hope it's just a simple dinner at home. It's all right, right? Today I started working again. Please understand," said Sia, still accompanied by a thin smile.

Albert commented a wry smile and nodded weakly. He did not look happy because Sia refused his invitation. But Albert was most aware of the simple attitude Sia had known from the beginning.

She is not a crazy woman with money or expensive things. The simple thing is that it can make him happy.

Maybe that's why Albert was a little interested in paying attention to Sia. Pay attention to every word, deed, and decision he takes for his life.

"Oh yeah, do you want me to cook?" sia asked, suddenly breaking the concentration of Albert who was struggling with his mind.

Albert was silent, looking at Sia's face with a surprised look. "You're really going to cook? Why don't you just ask the servants?"

Sia smiled, hoping that Albert would be a little sensitive to what he asked and wanted him to convey, through his facial expression.

Still speechless with a puzzled look, but after three seconds had passed, Albert instantly lowered his head and held his smile desperately.

"Ah, is it because you're going to be a wife? So you want to feel for your husband??" albert asked, somehow feeling like there was a flower blooming in his stomach.

A little nauseous and amused, but something tickled in his heart. Maybe because of the good intentions that he never got from any woman, for 10 times dating beautiful women who are just crazy with charm and money alone.

Well, Sia is also pretty. But her nature is much different from the women that Albert once liked.

"Is this what you call sincerity?" albert asked, completely frontal, to the point of making Sia surprised.

Sia who heard the question only smiled and nodded softly. He didn't say anything, but his attitude had made Albert happy for the last time.

"All right then. I'll ask the waiters to fill the fridge! I'll take a shower later" cried Albert, cheerfully and immediately left the room.

The pretty smile shown by Sia suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a cold gaze and a flat expression.

"Sincerity of where? You're the one who expects too much from me, Albert! Don't blame me if you get hurt one day" Sia murmured, looking very cold.