Introverts
#58
Louis takes Selena back to the ranch. He gives his horse to the ranch attendant, then he takes Selena away to a house that is built specifically if the Scott family wants to spend the night there. "Tonight we'll stay here. Uncle Joe's got all our needs ready for tonight!" said Louis.
Selena looked around the room. The room looks simple but very comfortable and very neat. "Did you and your family come here often?" ask Selena.
"My family will come if I'm on vacation, it's me who often come here if it's a holiday because I like riding!" louis answered, asking Selena to walk up the stairs.
"This is our room honey." Louis went into his private room in the house.
"Where's the bathroom? I want to clean myself up!" ask Selena.
"The bathroom is there." Louis pointed to the corner of the room.
"Let me clean up first!" selena.
"Do you need my help honey?" louis asked Selena.
"No need!" selena walked quickly to the bathroom. *Help whatever is there tormenting me later* inner Selena.
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Louis was sitting on his bed he seemed to be calling someone. "You're moving all my schedules this week back to next week!" louis' orders to his assistant.
Across the phone appears a man grabbed his own hair hearing his master's remarks just now. *Didn't it just a few days ago that you asked me to quickly advance your schedule sir and now that your schedule is over I'm speeding up, you're just asking him to come back on the back. You better kill me, sir hiks*in Albert's mind.
"What's wrong? why don't you answer my question, huh?" asked Louis coldly.
"i yes my master will obey all your commands even if you want my life now then I will give it to you right now!" albert was friendly but he was really upset.
"Your life is worth nothing to me, so what do I want it for!" said Louis.
Albert was increasingly upset to hear the song of his master that he even directed his bogeman to the screen of his mobile phone. "That's all I want to say!" louis said, then turned off his call.
"Arghhhh you really have no conscience sir. Just try to give your sweet and kind attitude that you often give to Miss Selena, just give a little to me hikss" grumbled Albert annoyed.
Albert starts to return to work, but Cloe enters Albert's room, leaving the handsome man shocked. "No. Don't you know Cloe?" albert was nervous.
"Is it true that my cousin's sister wants to marry Selena?" cloe asked and sat down on Albert's couch.
"Wah finally the older cousin managed to conquer Selena's heart, unlike someone," said Cloe meant to offend Albert.
"You mean miss?" ask Albert.
"Nothing, when are you going to catch up with sister? Don't let the woman you love escape" Cloe said.
"I don't have anyone I like miss" Albert said flatly.
Cloe clenched her hand. "really? what a pity it looks like I'll catch up with sister getting married!" cloe smiled at Albert.
Albert clenched his hand to hear Cloe's words just now. "Does she already have a boyfriend?" ask Albert.
"Privacy!" cloe smiled.
"But you take it easy later you'll find out!" keep Cloe back.
Albert stiffened his jaw like he was jealous right now. "Are you sure that the man loves the lady?" said Albert.
"Of course, I've known him for a long time and we love each other!" answer Cloe casually.
"Why didn't you introduce her to mister?" ask Albert to come back.
"Because he's a little scared of my cousin's sister!" cloe breathed her breath.
"I don't think he's a real man and such a man doesn't deserve you miss!" said Albert.
Cloe looked at Albert. *Unself-conscious base*Cloe's inner annoyance. "really? If you were in that man's position would you dare to face my cousin's brother?" cloe asked, raising one eyebrow.
Degh's! albert's heart seemed to stop beating when he heard the question from Cloe just now, then he swallowed his saliva. She did not answer any questions from Cloe at all because she herself was also confused.
"Look, aren't you the same." Cloe said annoyedly and went out quickly from Albert's room.
"Basic fool!" grouse Cloe.
Albert was speechless at Cloe's departure. "Who is that guy?" albert murmured a clenched hand in jealousy.
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