My Cold Chef's

Back to London

Aidan glares in disbelief when Sabine asks him to pick her, Thara and Rahma up to Heathrow. Pick up! Jeezoooo! That one girl!

'And my northern polar cousin, please this afternoon pick me up, Thara and Rahma huh. Thank you Kuma 😘😘😘'.

"Kum? What bear am I?" namel Aidan was upset. Kuma in Japanese means bear.

Despite the ranting, Aidan came to Heathrow that morning after Sabine said Al Jordan's plane was due to land at nine in the morning. Karl who got information from Aidan that he would pick up the Dubai troupe, immediately excited.

Arriving at Heathrow, Aidan gawked at Karl already there with his neat invisible tattoo makeup.

Karl Schumacher's

Aidan Blair's

"Lha you got there first?" ask Aidan.

"By Sabine" Karl grinned. "You got to dance too?"

"I'm going to meet Uncle George with Arjuna and Oom Jeremy."

"They want you to take them where Ai is? That apartment again?"

"Wait for Sabine how she wants." Aidan stared at the special arrival door for the passengers of the private plane and looked as if three beautiful women with three female bodyguards were walking in.

Sabine Desiree Al Jordan's

"Yahoooo!" sabine shouted as she ran away leaving Thara and Rahma when she saw Aidan who was just staring flat expressionlessly. "Kahioguma!" (polar bear).

"Nani (what )! It's good to say I'm hokkyokuguma!" aidan protested while hugging Sabine who immediately hugged him.

"The wean is very squidy. Want to pick me up Ajah with a dance show! Ooohhh, do you want to get Thara's attention?" ledek Sabine without load.

"About!" midget Aidan while shaking Sabine's forehead. "I'm having lunch with Uncle George Major with Oom Jeremy and Junjun."

"Oh kirain." Sabine grin. "Eh German boy! Why are you here?"

"Get my future wife!" reply Karl kalem.

Aidan and Sabine gawked. "Who? Rahma?" asked Sabine plain.

Karl glared towards Sabine. "You're my future wife!"

"Kuma, he's not doing it, is he?" ask Sabine to Aidan.

"Come" Aidan's voice disappears when Thara comes with Rahma who has changed after she should be gone.

"Assalamualaikum" said Thara.

"Wa'alaikum greetings" replied Aidan and Karl. "Why are you here?"

Thara could only sigh deeply. You polar bear!

Thara Azalea Al Azzam

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Karl paid no heed to Sabine's protest which directly dragged the long black-haired girl's hand. Both are now walking towards the Mercedes Benz AMG GT Coupe black. The German man left Aidan with Thara and Rahma.

"Karl! Wooee! You German boy!" sabine shouted with slightly dragged steps.

"Silence Sabine!" Karl opened the door and pushed the girl in and closed the door. The man turned his body towards the driver's door.

In the car, Sabine glared at Karl who looked calm and stopped his car. "Baseless German boy! The car is also German!"

"Ich liebe meine Heimat (i love my homeland ). Ich bin stolz auf Produkte made in Germany (I am proud of German-made products ). Viva Germany!" karl's grin while putting his left hand on his chest.

"Yes, you're proud but foraging in London England, squiii !" cebik Sabine while manyuning and side-scaping. The girl's eyes stared at the street in annoyance.

The cup!

A kiss landed on Sabine's left cheek which made the girl reflexively wipe her cheek with her hand due to the steering wheel position of Karl's car on the left.

"You want me to beat you up again, Karl?" pendelik Sabine's.

Sabine gawking. "Oh my goodness!"

"I'm in love with you Sabine. And I'll do anything for you to fall in love with me." Karl looked seriously at the girl.

"It's your dream!"

The German man just smiled. "We'll see if you can stand my German charm."

"You're the same Ai! Refrigerator together!"

"Eh I can be a scroll of fire if I'm with you, Bine." Karl stopped his car at a fast food restaurant and removed his seatbelt. "Especially if my lips have met yours. I'm sure, you'll be happy to hear it..."

Karl pulled the nape of Sabine and Melu*mat the lips of the girl who made Sabine flutter. Karl's kiss was initially full of naf*su and the heat made the girl revolted but Karl's power was stronger and Sabine's hands were held with one hand.

As Sabine gave up a little, Karl changed his kiss to soft, his tongue playing in Sabine's oral cavity and a village*han escaped the girl's lips. Karl stopped his kiss. Sabine who felt lost opened her eyes and the adorable and loving gaze of Karl appeared before her.

Karl himself tried desperately not to kiss Sabine anymore because he knew he could not help but do more of this. Especially seeing my face in front of him.

"Marry me Sabine."

Sabine could only gawk.

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"Is Sabine okay with Karl?" ask Thara when she was in a car with Aidan who was driving his Range Rover.

"It's fine."

"But Karl likes Sabine."

"Then?"

"What they...

"Princess Thara Azalea, why are you such a mother anyway?" Aidan stared hard at Thara.

The girl was instantly silent while Rahma just smiled amusedly seeing the miss and Mr. Blair noisily.

Aidan was forced to wait for his bodyguards to come and bring another car for Thara's bodyguards. The girl did not want to be escorted but Hashim threatened, with bodyguards or not to London at all. Thara also gave up.

"Where do you think the princess is?" ask Aidan.

"PRC group apartment only."

Aidan. "Seriously, princess? Why not the four season hotel? Or Mandarin Oriental Hyde Park? The Savoys? Shangri-La?"

"I prefer the PRC group apartment. Closer to RR's Meal" replied Thara kalem.

Aidan rattled his blue eyes. "What do you mean closer to RR's Meal?"

"Oh Mr Blair, do you know what I'm here for?"

"You're on vacation? Want to meet Rajendra?" ask Aidan cuek.

It felt like Thara wanted to strangle that sturdy neck.

"I'll be back as a pastry chef at your restaurant, Chef Blair." Thara's green eyes looked at Aidan's blue eyes quietly as the man's car stopped at a red light.

Aidan. "AAAPPAA?"

"I told Mr. Xander and Stacy that I'd get back to work as usual." Thara smiled sweetly.

Aidan only looked at that beautiful face coldly.

"WHATEVER!" said cold. "The princess is free!"

Thara felt her heart ache hearing the satirical tone from Aidan. Geez, what's wrong if I'd rather be a pastry chef than a princess and heir to the Al Azzam clan? If I could choose, I would rather be born an ordinary woman. The girl then looked out the window.

Unknowingly, two tears fell.

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