
"What's up? Why did you take me and not your assistant?"
Noel finally raised the question, after the car he was driving with Asher in the back as a passenger, had been running for quite some time in the vehicle's heavy traffic.
He himself was already uncomfortable, just the two of them with Asher. It's better that he's on his favorite Non side.
Fucking barant! He could have taken my position! Look at it later, the trunk of his neck must be crooked.
Noel was only able to curse in his heart, because there was Asher and all the power he held, was behind him. Noel knew clearly that Barant was an assistant who had been with Asher for four years. Asher changed back to assistant. He who has hired Barant for a long time, is certainly comfortable with the performance of that person. Noel should not insult her.
"Nothing, I'm just jealous. I keep you away from my wife, because I don't like to see you around her." Sahut Asher lightly, with himself who is still focused on staring at square objects that are versatile and very magical.
"You fired me because you were jealous? You're a miss, right? I seriously said I'm going to apply for Viocha at the end of the year."
"Hem, is that it? Looks like I should keep you away from my sister-in-law as well. She's beautiful and she's attractive, and I have a lot of handsome and talented young colleagues. Why would I give my sister-in-law to you." Asher also does not care, according to him Noel is not worthy to be his sister-in-law later. Not unworthy, rather he did not like his grandfather's men.
"Whatever you say, I'll marry Viocha anyway. You and Non Tea just give your blessing, do not play the drama agree and disagree."
"It's so annoying, so stubborn. You want blessing?" Asher already looked rather serious at this moment.
"What is your wish?" Noel had also sharpened his eyes, he looked at Asher's extremely handsome face from the reflection of the mirror on it.
"Examine about Morgan. I heard you're a top-level spy. Prove to me that it's true, and not just nonsense. If you fail, it's obvious that the organization that the old geezer founded is just bullshit and useless people." Asher cheered a smile of provocation. Although he looks evil and cunning, he is still handsome.
Only if people are goodlooking, want wrong or right behavior, stay in defense.
Inner Noel, whom he had to admit, he was losing handsome to the man behind him. Lose handsome, lose the throne, also lose treasure.
"So you took me so far just to use me? So tortuous. If this was the original intention, I wanted to use my skills to steal information. You don't have to fire me and keep me away from Non Tea. Even to the point of separating me from Viocha who is my future wife. You're a little late."
Noel sighed. There was a hint of relief greeting in his heart, the blessing might be in the can, let alone the work might as well be back in hand, right?
"If I manage to satisfy you with all the information I have. Please return me to being a Non Tea driver, and bless my relationship with Viocha." Noel was increasingly unaware of himself, he began to dare to make an offer to an Asher Vinchete Anumertha. He felt this was a golden opportunity given to him, to take back his lost position.
"Your job is canceled. I'd better select someone else, than have to make you my wife's driver again."
Of course Asher would answer that. What was Noel thinking all along?
Though Asher had been looking for a gap and a chance to fire Noel, where maybe he received it back after the opportunity he was waiting for came. And in the end the annoying driver left.
"Sorry sir, please give me my blessing with Viocha instead." Noel immediately changed his request. He was too greedy to get both. It's better to get one of them, than none.
"Ck! Something's left in the hotel, turn it around first." Asher let out a peck of annoyance, he stared at his watch which somehow quickly turned the clock around.
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"Icha sleepy brother, want to sleep. Last night I was up playing a game." Icha threw herself in the bed. He no longer cared what was happening at this moment. He only cared about his sleep and dispelled the drowsiness as soon as possible.
"Oh, this kid. That's why if you sleep at night, it's even weird." Meksi Tea blabbering is not clear, Viocha no longer heard because he had crossed into another realm very quickly. Drowsiness is second to none.
Tea put the blanket on her sister to her stomach, then rubbed her head gently.
The knock outside the door made Tea move, she opened it. Looks like some people including the designer who arranged her current dress. There are two to four dresses that Tea can wear, those dresses, outside the main dress.
"Oh? You guys? Want to drop off a dress? Please." Tea let them in. Women of course, and Barant is just outside.
"Thank you Miss." The designer also came in. Jenny, the designer's name, she glanced at Viocha. Of course he knows, who is the boy who is sleeping sweetly there. She is the younger sister-in-law of young master Asher Anumertha, and Jenny has already made two dresses for the boy to wear. That's why he knew her.
"Is this all her dresses?" Tea look around, the dress is now starting in neat arrangement, with great care. The dresses are the clothes that Tea will wear tomorrow. She will be queen for one day.
"Yes, and Miss. Can I ask for something? Please try to wear your main dress. This is to make sure nothing will be lacking, everything is perfectly fitting and very comfortable." Jenny showed the dress to Tea.
Aw! What was that? Like something was stabbing?
His mind as he was sure his palm was like hurting.
"Do I have to wear it again? I've tried it many times."
"You have to wear it at this time, so that I'm sure there are no flaws and everything is safe and comfortable." Jenny smiled sweetly.
Tea could not resist her, because she knew how the dress was very important for the sustainability of Jenny's business.
"All right."
"You can just replace it here. We'll help you."
Step by step the change of clothes is done. And the dress has started to be tried.
The deg!
"Akhhhh!!!!!" Tea shouted as loudly as the dress stuck perfectly on her body.
Everything there was made silent sculpting, because the blood had flooded the luxurious dress.