Disabled Princess Reincarnation

Chapter 99 The Feast of the Highlands

The rain flushed for a week, making Deborah lazy to get out of her bed. What is troublesome is that he must keep working to show that he can live independently, as a child only puppets in a rich family of course his desire to find his own job in about.

There was a little drama that made him almost leave the house, but finally his parents allowed him on condition that he could not get out of the house.

Now because the rain that continues to flutter the earth makes him lazy to move while in the eyes of his parents he was tired of working, he began to be seduced to stop working.

Tired of continuing to be at home even though he was still drizzling he decided to go to the apartment, apparently there was no one to disappoint him.

"Oh I don't think there's anyone!" carl just arrived.

"I'm also just here" said Deborah now excited.

"It's good for you, I need your help."

"What's that?" ask Deborah.

"I got a client who wants to demand ownership of the land, this is a legacy land that is already part of it. But his brother sold without telling him," he explained.

"That's it," said Deborah.

Sitting together, Carl gives the new information he gets about his client to Deborah. With the ability Deborah also immediately find information about the buyer and how their transaction regarding the land.

"It's dinner time, is there any instant noodles?" carl asked while stroking his stomach.

"It's over" said Deborah.

"Eh I saw a newly opened food stall near here, how about we eat there?" ask Carl.

"Maybe," replied Deborah agreeing.

They also cleaned up all the files before leaving, because the place is not far they chose to walk mumpung rain has subsided.

"Eating spicy food in cold weather is delicious" said Deborah.

Carl just smiled at Deborah eating.

"You want another message?" bargain Carl saw their order was about to run out.

"No, my stomach will explode."

"Hahaha where there is such a thing," said Carl laughing.

"Please, here's the drink" the shopkeeper kept two drinks on their desk.

"Oh sorry, we didn't order this" Carl said.

"It's free, you're the fiftyth couple to eat in our tavern. In this rainy season the atmosphere gets more romantic with your presence, I even feel young again thanks to you."

"Oh. hehe.thank you," said Carl confused to see the shop owner who blushed himself.

Staring at Deborah apparently he also did not understand with a shrug gesture, finished eating them back to the apartment. Along the road that only in the air street lights getting late getting colder, even though they have filled the stomach apparently it can not fight the wind that feels freezing.

"Revelation!" carl suddenly.

He pulled Deborah's hand and stretched out his arms to protect her, leaving Deborah shocked but seconds later when a car passed by and splashed water understood her.

"You okay?" ask Carl.

Deborah nodded slowly, her eyes still staring at Carl and their position had not changed except for Carl's hand that had been lowered.

"Thank God" Carl said with a smile.

A smile that made Deborah's heart insecure, at this close distance she could see Carl's flawless whole face.

His good looks now score more than his actions as a man protecting women.

"Your clothes are so dirty" said Deborah aware of her admiration.

"It's okay, it can be washed later. Let's go!" take Carl.

Deborah nodded, and they walked together. For some reason the silence between them made an awkward atmosphere, apparently Carl was quietly calming his heart that just kept beating fast.

Seeing Deborah in such a close distance he was again washed away in the sweet face of the girl, outside he did look ordinary but his heart was really not careless.

This is the reason for Carl's silence, continuing to walk towards the apartment the back of their hands had touched. It made Carl feel stung which caused the desire to hold it, slowly venturing out and then he reached out without turning his head.

His fingers reached Deborah's hand until he finally grasped it, of course it made Deborah quite shocked to look at their hands.

But once seeing Carl's flat face Deborah became confused herself, it made her think Carl was treating her like his sister. The treatment he always received from Winnie.

During the day Winnie was tired of working in the night office and had to attend a party to raise the company to a higher level, this is a party attended by many investors and other officials.

This party is usually used to establish good working relationships and find colleagues, in the luxurious building there are two different places according to the castle.

The new rulers usually gather on the first floor while those who have reached higher levels are on the second floor, Winnie as the representative of her company who just ascended caste is of course on the first floor.

There are many CEOs who are also eyeing cooperation with him given the victory that Winnie won in court yesterday, all racing to approach him.

"Winnie! is that you?" ask someone behind the crowd.

Winnie turned her head and looked at a man she had not seen for a very long time.

"Uncle Emrit," said Winnie.

"The pattern is right, I think I saw the wrong person. How are you?" ask Emrit.

"Okay, what about you guys? we haven't seen each other in a long time."

"True, my wife and I are also kind. Ah he must be happy to hear we met" said Emrit.

Winnie smiled, while people started whispering about them. Of course because Asher Emrit company is at a high level, Emrit is notoriously difficult to work with because of that many fail to approach him.

But if that person succeeds, it is certain that their market will rise drastically, for them it is very strange that Winnie whose company has just risen can already be as familiar as that with the leader of Asher.

"Let's have you here let's talk upstairs" asked Emrit.

"Well, thank you," said Winnie.

They immediately went upstairs with a few other Ashers, in a large room Winnie could see the women from several companies trying to tempt the higher-ups.

Seeing the arrival of the young angel of course their eyes immediately turned to Winnie, let alone Winnie walking with Emrit even sitting next to him.

"Who is this? miss Winnie from the Wilson family? it turns out you're prettier than the news," said someone approaching.

Winnie smiled, she knew the man even though they had only met for the first time. His name is Han, the owner of the gem company.

"This is the first time we've met, let's toast each other further."

"Thank you, you're so generous" Winnie said.

He received a glass and swallowed it to the end.

Prok Prok Prok Prok

"Miss Winnie is good at drinking too" he said.

"You're too complimentary," he said.

"Then let's have one more glass" he said.

"Enough! he's too young to keep you company" forbid Emrit.

"Why?" ask Han offended.

But as soon as he saw Emrit's sharp eyes immediately he realized he had made a mistake, he withdrew and returned to sit with his women.

Sensing the powerful aura that Emrit was spreading, Winnie now knew where the leader character Aslan had come from.

"'I've heard a lot about Wilson's company since the trial, you're talented. How long have you been working there?" ask Emrit.

"Since college," said Winnie.

"Mm, Wilson's company has never been extinguished, but it has not shone. Just this time it got attention, I'm sure it's because you work there.

"It can't be like that, it's just a coincidence that when the case happened I was in charge. After all, what really happened was not our famous company but the lawyers we used" he said.

"The layman will only see what's warm on the news, I've known for a long time that you have the ability. Winnie what if you work for me? there you are in the company I will be calm no matter Aslan is busier as an architect" he asked.

Winnie mused, at Asher's company she knew everything would be guaranteed. Not only the future but the knowledge he can get will be much more, but of course leaving the family company is not easy.

"Sorry, but I can't leave my father. He's been left behind twice by the woman he loves, if I go, he'll be ruined."

"What do you mean?" ask Emrit not understand.

"Brian Wilson, he's my father. My real name is not Winnie Martius but Winnie Wilson" he explained.