Miss, Make Me Your Driver!!
Chapter 17 Part The Story of Clara Adeline
"It is impossible that Non Clara committed suicide" Purely saw that there was a folding knife covered in blood, her young Miss's wrist was also drenched in blood.
"NON, WAKE UP NON!" pure Shouting.
The bodyguards who heard them directly approached them.
"What.." he choked up to see Clara.
"Call the ambulance immediately! within a minute should arrive!" the brown-haired guard guy told his partner.
One of them knocked on the big Master's door, The big master had already entered again after speaking to his son earlier.
"Why bother you?" the sound of baritone in the room.
"Miss Clara is wounded sir" said his men.
"What?" quickly the door of the room opened.
The middle-aged man ran over to see the condition of his son. While the big madam was just walking because Clara was not her real child.
"Why is he Bi? wasn't she okay?" the owner of the house rests in front of the body of his injured son.
"Awas, the gurney is coming," the ambulance clutched the woman's body.
Quickly and swiftly they entered and carried Clara's body.
The Master and Madam got into the other car and followed the pace of the ambulance in front of her.
"Huh, tired of acting so sluggish, too," he took a deep breath.
The woman was still lying down and giggling amusedly.
"Thank God they believed that the liptin they thought was blood, and the folding knife that Papi loved also I gave my liquid liptin droplets," he grinned widely.
"Now I have to find a way to escape the hospital before my cover is revealed" Clara thought hard.
"Ah yes, call Robert, he will definitely help me," Clara reached into his pocket.
He deliberately pocketed his cell phone before pretending to be suicidal.
Quickly the woman typed a short message that she needed help, before long there was a vibration from the smartphone she was holding, she smiled widely read the reply.
"Yes, Robert is nearby and he will definitely be here in no time," Clara clenched her hand as her plan worked.
In the middle of the journey, there was a group of people they did not know in a group, the ambulance suddenly stopped because of the actions of these people.
"I have to get out as soon as possible, this is a sign from Robert" Clara opened the ambulance door slowly. He slipped out and ran to the side of the road.
His phone rang and he answered.
"I'm on this road" Clara explained.
"I'm right in front of you" Robert waved his hand from across the street.
Robert caught up with the woman, and they both went to a place where Robert's car was.
"Thanks alot Bro, if there's nothing you can get my lie exposed," he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Maybe most not lie, later Papi you will not believe again you know, could-can his inheritance he gave to his wife was not to you," Robert turned on the car engine.
"They've been big like this in order to do mulu duty, I can buy it all, do not bother me who fuss," Clara murmured.
"Nyadar dong - Ra! you're Mr. D's only child who's a millionaire, so it's natural that the brain also has to be sintered in order to continue the family company," Robert still drives.
"I if males yes males ajah, later also if you have already graduated will definitely pass anyway," Clara reasoned.
"Males wants to debate with you, there must be alesannya, now where are you going?" the man asked.
"To Pub dong for sure," he said relaxed.
"As far as I go" Clara still doesn't care.
Clara Adeline, an only child of the founder of D Group who is well known in the field of Export Imports of local products. His mother died when he was about 8 years old. From childhood he was used to luxury and his wishes to be fulfilled.
Clara has long wave dark color, her eyes are round, her nose is pointed and her lips a little thick.The shape of her face oval makes her look more beautiful. However, his character and character make people around him do not like it.
Clara who lacked affection from childhood can only behave violently and arbitrarily. Since the age of 10 years, his father married again and fortunately his new wife did not have children even now when he was an adult.
Clara's life is not as easy as other people's shadows, she must struggle with lessons that require her to take courses that are far from her wishes.
Now, here comes Clara, in a room where the lights are twinkling and the sound of loud music is the accompaniment. He doesn't care what his father does. Right now he just wants to have fun without knowing the time.
On the corner of the highway, a middle-aged man scolded his men, his hands twitching his waist and glaring sharply at them one by one.
"It turns out my son is much more clever and cunning than you," the middle-aged man snorted.
"Excuse us Boss, we panic at Bi Pure's expression," said one of his men.
"Not for much reason, now you go get Clara back home!" point at.
Not having to wait until the second greeting, they immediately entered back into the car and immediately darted in search of their young Miss.
"Do not be angry continue Pi, later your heart disease can be recurrent," advised his wife when her husband has entered the car.
"Shut up! it's not like you're happy that I'm dying soon, huh!" rough snaps.
"Males ah talking to Papi again," the woman sat facing the window.
Your treatment of me all this time I will remember, I will take it out on your only son someday when you are stiff in the grave.
The expression of Mr. D's wife implies something of a devious plan.
Clara who was still squirming her body on the dance floor began to look good because there was an arm that grabbed her body suddenly.
"Hey, let me go!" rough snaps.
The woman thrashed unacceptably.
"Let's stay the night, baby! looks like you need vitamins, "a striped-nose guy teased her.
Clara brushed off the man's hand, she took pains to get out of the brazen man's arms. He is lazy to serve men who are less intake of cheap women.
"These I never want to touch a guy carelessly, let alone a guy like him, hiii. disgusted," Clara shuddered in horror leaving the dance floor.
The man was chasing Clara, the smell of cigarettes and alcohol smelled from her body. He was still chasing Clara who was sitting at his desk with a man.
"Who is he? how dare you be with another man!" the half-drunk guy was raving.
"Leave us! I never knew who you were!" Clara grunted in annoyance.
"Don't be careless, you are my next prey, I can give you a lot of money," the man smiled widely.
'Block, plok, plok.
The man sitting next to Clara clapped his hands, he laughed mockingly at the man chasing Clara earlier.
"Money said? your eyes are blind, right? you don't know who this young lady is?" the man beside Clara impatiently gripped tightly onto the collar of the drunk man's shirt.
"I know her, isn't she one of the women I can buy?" the grin is wide.
"It turns out this man should be taught a lesson" Clara sat down casually.
The man was trying to find a gap in order to touch Clara again, but suddenly appeared...
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*Connected.
