Dating Contract

CHAPTER 179: CRYING

"It looks like I'm drunk" said the girl, indistinctly shaking her head.

"Uncle's time is here." Lydia patted the man's right shoulder three times hard enough to make him grimace.

The man grabbed his bag, making Lydia twist the man's hand, but somehow he turned on the man's lap.

"Lydia?" Luca helped his nephew stand up. Haven't seen each other in a long time, why does it look so different.

Lydia tried to scream in half her consciousness, "uncle Luca? the time!"

"Sir, you can't be like that, or I call the guards."

The people around began to struggle because of the screams of Lydia who despite being disguised by loud music, but the girl's behavior took notice.

"Sorry sir, you can pay me. But if you're making trouble with our customers, it's more you" the guard's words that Luca's guard cut off, trying to reach for the girl's bag.

"I want to see his identity, he's like my nephew. Do you want me to sue you?!" Luca grabs the rough bag, dragging the zipper opens the black wallet.

"Ah uncle! you even showed up in my dreams." Lydia laughed and got back up and tore down the bartender's desk.

Luca's fingers clamped the identification, which helped highlight the flashlight from Bartender's hand

"Lydia Clarissa Orion, my niece, my God, look what" Luca didn't finish. He turned to the bartender. "You said she was the queen of the party!??" Luca glared as his jaw began to harden.

"Huh yeah." The bartender pointed at Lydia with the flashlight still on but it was instantly turned off as he stared at the man's cold face, he laughed crisply, "they call it that."

Luca pulled out the wallet and pushed the Black Card "Quick process."

The bartender immediately processed the payment when the guard who had originally been guarding Luca, now took four other large-bodied guards and without saying much to grab him.

The bartender widened his eyes, seeing that the Superior man had twisted the guard, pushed and kicked him to the point of slumping down five feet.

"You want to be like him? forward." Luca still stood Elegantly challenging the other four guards who looked at each other.

"Stop!!" the bartender yelled with a deep gesture at the guard, made the guard understand and passed leaving Luca, after the bartender shook his hand because, the guard's opponent is not a person who can be made a fuss.

"Sir, please forgive us, I hope there's no commotion here." The bartender smiled leisurely, his eyes glancing at the guard who had fallen down, rising with a face grimacing in pain, as the crowd dispersed.

"Receive an apology from us," pushed the flute glass, and poured champagne.

"Lydia did you hear uncle?"

"Uncle, what are you doing here?" Lydia turned to her left, grabbed the champagne glass in front and finished it as Luca just pulled out the business card, "don't drink anymore, swear to what, you'll be punished." Luca grabs an empty glass from Lydia's hand, the girl gets off the chair and is about to dance but is restrained by Luca.

The bartender stared beamingly not wanting to lose sight of the rich man in front of him especially when, the man gave a business card.

"Let me know if this girl's still secretly here."

"Ah yes, yes yes." The bartender looked down at the name of a big and famous company. He goes back to processing Bill, his eyes occasionally staring in amazement at the man who was stuffing a black purse into Lydia's bag.

The bartender was so stunned, he saw the man in front of him who was now hanging the woman's bag to the neck. Looks cute. despite age but still full of charm and charisma, especially the rich.

"Sir, please forgive them once again, but? are you right, uncle? How is it, the problem is Miss Lydia our customer" The bartender did not carry on the words when he saw the cold, unsheathed gaze.

"Yes Uncle Sir." His hands shook returning the Black Card and the receipt of payment.

At the exit, Luca met the five guards earlier. "Other times, if you let my niece in, I'll make you guys ..." Luca beckoned with his hand.

"Understand Master." The five guards replied simultaneously and slightly looked down at the man's departure.

"Ha, it's none of our business, there's no need to touch a high-class person."

"Failure, our work becomes a bet."

"Maybe, our family's got a problem."

Luca, who had just put Lydia in the front seat, pulled the seatbelt.

"Sir, blue sea hotel."

Luca looked up at her face two feet away from Lydia, staring at the drunk girl. "Blue sea? oh you're staying there?"

"Relax the driver, Lydia, give me tips." Lydia slightly bounced and bowed, until she clashed with Luca, making Luca grimace a little and carried Lydia's bag out.

He's looking for the girl's phone, but the phone's dead.

Moments later Luca calls Haris to contact Johan, as Johan does not answer his phone.

On the way Lydia vomited, she was forced to find a nearby hotel. She covered Lydia's chest with a coat, heading for the room.

In the elevator he stared at the beautiful girl the fusion of Johan and ...

"What if a guy bothers you, huh? is this your busy life? party queen?" Luca sighed.

Luckily there was still a middle-aged female servant who could be asked to help Luca to replace Lydia's clothes.

"It's over, sir, let the clothes be immediately in loundry."

Luca gave me some red money and thanked me.

He stepped into the room. Sitting next to Lydia, taking off her shoes and socks.

His hand grabbed the phone from his pocket. Looked at Haris, his assistant sent a message.

"Mother kangennn..." The sobbing and whimpering made Luca stop sending messages to Haris.

Putting the phone on the nightstand, as well as grabbing a tissue, Luca wiped the corner of the girl's eye. "Are people sleeping crying?"

Luca's hand was held by Lydia. "Don't go, mother."

Luca's eyes dimmed, so he remembered the time at Villa the grandfather. "You look so similar. Even your mother hugged my uncle and wouldn't let him go, until Aunt Bella helped my uncle. And you know, your mother was crying the same way to her mother who at that time thought that your grandmother was in heaven." Luca smiled faintly, another hand rubbed Lydia's soft cheeks and brown hair lovingly.

"So where have you ever felt lonely without a mother. However, you also treat your daughters like this" Luca murmured.

It's been an hour since Lydia held her hand. He tried to let go of the hand with great difficulty, as soon as the girl came back crying.

Luca glanced at three in the morning, his eyes starting to get sleepy. He turned off the big lights and enveloped Lydia.

"Have not cried." Luca twisted his increasingly sore forehead, either because of the girl's cry or because of her drink.

Luca cleaned his face and brushed his teeth, and when he returned, the woman was still crying.

Making Luca go up to the bed and sit in the middle, he again gave his hand and the girl went back to silence making Luca's hand a pillow.

Forced, Luca who was not strong enough to withstand the pain in his head sleep in a sitting position.