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Chapter #32

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“Leonna, I brought you porridge and fever medicine.”

“...” There's no answer. Reid knocked on Leonna's door again. However, after he waited for about thirty seconds, Leonna still did not budge.

“Good. Sorry to interrupt before. I'll go in.”

Reid's movements were now very similar to the figure of a servant. Diligent cleaning, broom-pels, dishwashing, cooking (porridge), and most importantly, super polite speaking as well as knocking on super soft doors. Leonna's role alone need not be asked. The Russian girl was clearly working as a Grand Mistress or Master, perhaps.

THE HORN!

The door to Leonna's room opened very carefully. Reid's heart rate is still not one hundred percent calm. However, ‘his services’ will not be finished if he just constantly meditates. Because as the saying goes, ‘now or not at all.’

“Leonna, wake. You need to fill your stomach even a little before taking the medicine.”

Leonna squirms slowly. Patches and a few times Reid's fingers on Leonna's tapered cheeks, presumably began to succeed in making the girl's sleep disturbed. Three claps and Reid lay them back. Leonna who seemed to have completely couldn't stand it, slowly opened her eyelids.

“—Reid?”

Leonna blinked a few times. He was embarrassed and awkward when he found Reid's handsome form with an apron. The tall young man even made porridge for him.

“Yes, I—I mean. This is eat first. Then take the medicine.”

“Thank you.”

The tray contained a bowl of porridge with a mixture of several pieces of vegetables Reid put right on Leonna's thigh. Leonna's fingers then began to pick up the spoon and bribe bit by bit the contents of the bowl. Reid who was unconscious was watching Leonna's movements suddenly furrowed his eyebrows runyam.

“You need help? I can, um, feed for a while if you're having trouble.”

“—No need. I can eat by myself.”

Leonna shock? Evidently. Only this time there were people other than his parents and Leo who had said that. Especially until busy caring for and making porridge.

Leonna was astonished herself. What kind of kindness had he made in his previous life to be so lucky like this? Moreover, being treated sweetly by a charming guy like Reid, which galactic woman doesn't like it?

“You sure?” Ask Reid to make sure.

Leonna nodded back. He actually just wanted Reid to rush just to disappear from the room. Because, it's not what. Leonna's face was not only warm, but it was very hot.

“Good. Then, I'll wait outside until you're done. Only after that—aku, um, I'll go home.”

Reid cleared a little. He only realized that his treatment of Leonna might even make the girl feel uncomfortable. But he doesn't know what the problem is. He just wants to be here longer and—make sure the state of ‘tekan’ his group work as well. It's possible, instead of Leonna's condition improving that there was suddenly deteriorated again.

“Sorry to trouble you a lot.”

THE CLUCK!

Leonna's bedroom door was closed. The atmosphere in the room that had been sparkling clean finally became more deserted. Leonna relieved. However, honestly. After Reid's departure, he felt that it might be more fun if the guy stayed.

...🐣🐣🐣...

There's still about fifty minutes before Reid's part-time work entry hours at the bar. He said he would wait for Leonna to finish eating, so he still stayed in the girl's apartment.

However, it's a bit lucky for tonight. The senior barista and his boss said some time ago that he should take a day or two off. Don't worry, they said. His salary that day will be paid.

“Do I take a leave of absence tonight? I'm really tired.”

Reid mumbled softly. The long and cushioned sofa in Leonna's living room that she had been sitting on, had now turned into a makeshift bed. Reid lay down for a while to relax his somewhat stiff muscles. His eyelids also closed.

“Pumped and silent.”

Silently, Reid was anxious to continue feeling this kind of calm sensation. There is no need to do anything and just lie down. It would be nice if he suddenly became a billionaire. Or trillionaires?

But, obviously that's not possible at all. He was born into the world without knowing who should play his father and mother. Even so, once Aunt Skyle Harrison once said, that he is a very special child. How is it not special?

A baby who has not even reached two months can survive after being displaced for approximately two hours between a stretch of snow and low temperatures below 13 degrees Celsius. Indeed, the land of Macau when entering December is not too cold. It's just, it would be another story if it was a baby.

Thankfully, that morning Aunt Skyle and her ex-fuck husband, Jett Keagan, accidentally found Reid (baby). And after a lot of strife and a long relationship increasingly tangled, Aunt Skyle with generosity finally decided to really care for Reid.

Now Reid Cutler is grown and Aunt Skyle is also permanently located in New York. The orphanage abandoned by Aunt Skyle's late sister has now been officially recognized by the Child Adoption and Safety Institute in the United States.

The foundation on behalf of the Harrison family has also received regular monthly donations with a large enough nominal from several parties. Whether it is direct assistance from an official government agency, a fund set of several private companies, or even, money in the form of a check from a family of conglomerates inside or outside the United States.

“Cuti—no. Looks like I'm late tonight. It's impossible, just for twenty minutes. Or half an hour?”

Reid lazily reached into his pants pocket. The smartphone given by Aunt Skyle three years eight months ago is still used today. The screen of the phone that has been cracked in some places then he shifted up. He then skated straight to the mailbox.

...[ Receiver: Lyden Valve Boss ]...

...Sorry about the boss. There are some emergency things I'm working on. So, if you don't mind. Maybe I'll come in about thirty minutes late. Again sorry and thank you very much, boss....

Message with the name of the receiver of the Lyden Valve Boss without any revisions then Reid send. He then put his smartphone back in his pants pocket. His boss' reply was not necessary for him to wait. Because it has been very clear, given how cheerful and free the boss character was. The response must only be the word ‘oke' or ‘iya’ with a little more emoji frills and exclamation marks.

“Leonna seems unfinished. Then I'll sleep ten—or fifteen minutes? Yep. Fifteen minutes only.”

Reid doesn't want to waste time. He had also decided to hitch a fifteen-minute nap on Leonna's soft sofa. Six minutes passed quickly. Reid who was lying on his side facing the middle room has now been slumped. His roaring breath filled the quiet apartment of Leonna.

“Reid? You can—”

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Seriate...