My Sexy Bodyguard's

THE ARRIVAL OF GRACELLA

The next day ....

Gracella opened the car door, and immediately got out of the car as soon as she arrived at Richard Raendra's residence. Several bodyguards and servants who had been waiting for Gracella's arrival immediately approached the long-haired beauty and bowed respectfully.

"Welcome, Miss," said all the servants and Bodyguards on the front page.

Gracella smiled sweetly, and answered a greeting from all of them. "Thank you everyone, I hope we can be good friends" said Gracella, who was greeted with a look of admiration by all the servants at Richard's house.

It was obvious that Gracella instantly gained a place in the hearts of the servants and bodyguards in Richard's residence. Besides being beautiful, Gracella is also very polite and humble. His voice was so soft as the beautiful melody that was played when the night was late, making anyone want to fall asleep and drown in a beautiful dream along with the chants of the beautiful melody. Gracella Raendra is the opposite of Tiffani Raendra. Both are east and west, no resemblance at all.

"Come, Miss, please come in. I'll take you to the room. You come alone, or bring with you your waiter from Amsterdam?" ask the butler of the family Richard Raendra.

"I happened to come by myself, my servant chose not to come. I couldn't force him," Gracella replied, trailing the steps of the butler who was now heading towards the terrace.

"Just relax, Miss, I'll ask one waiter to be your personal servant as long as you're here, and you'll also get one bodyguard to look after you."

Gracella laughs. "Is all that necessary? I don't need a personal butler or a bodyguard, I'm not going anywhere. And when I'm hungry or want something, I can walk into the kitchen to find what I want, I don't need a waitress at all."

The butler smiled. "You don't have to do that all by yourself, Miss, because we're all there to serve you. And as for the matter of setting the bodyguard, master will definitely ask one bodyguard to look after you. Miss Tiffani also has a bodyguard and personal assistant, as does Mr. Richard. Having a bodyguard is a must in this house."

Gracella nodded. "Oh so. All right then. But, by the way where is Tiffani?" asked Gracella, while circulating his gaze to find Tiffani's whereabouts in the mansion.

"Miss Tiffani is not home, she may be in the hospital accompanying Mr. Richard."

Gracella nodded back. "Oh."

The butler continued to step towards Gracella's room on the second floor. Upon arrival in front of the room, the butler opened the door and invited Gracella to enter.

"Well, pink," Gracella muttered with a smile, as she saw everything in the room was pink, her favorite color.

"In accordance with your preferences," said the butler. "Now you can rest. Soon the bodyguard for you will arrive, and after he arrives, you can ask to be escorted anywhere so as not to feel bored."

"Alright, thanks for the service. I'll rest first then, This 15-hour journey really makes me very tired" said Gracella, then closed the door after the butler left from before her.

***

Resigning as a supervisor or bodyguard Tiffani is not actually Rama's desire, he has absolutely no desire to stay away from Tiffani no matter what the circumstances. It could even be said if he was willing to be berated every day by Tiffani as long as he and Tiffani were always close. Yes, it sounds like it has no self-esteem, but how else, love is a million. To hell with pride and shame.

However, he gets a message from Damar while still on his way to the hospital that he must resign if Tiffani is still being stubborn and rude to him.

That is why Rama said that he could not continue his work as a supervisor of Tiffani who continued to behave like a witch. Rama thought about it all night. He felt, he was not ready if he had to really stay away from Tiffani. However, the rice had become porridge, the porridge had gone stale, there was nothing Rama could do to retract the words. Tiffani must have been hurt and hated him.

"I'll assign you to be Gracella's bodyguard now" Damar said.

Now Damar, Adam, and Rama exist

the hospital canteen. Damar accidentally asks Rama to meet in the cafeteria so that Tiffani does not hear his conversation with Rama.

Damar nodded. "Yes, right. Yesterday afternoon I got a call from the waiter at the house that Gracella

already arrived. So, you go back home and accompany Grace. After that, let's leave it to luck. But, beware, Rama, lest you fall in love with Grace, she's beautiful."

Rama clucking. "Will my love be that easy to move to another woman? For me, Tiffani is enough, and to be honest, Mr. Damar, I don't really like this idea. All this is tantamount to torturing Tiffani" said Rama, rising to his feet.

"Just be calm, Rama, just do what I tell you. After all, you have also said that all this we do so that you and Tiffani make up," said Damar.

Rama took a breath. He is not sure if all the plans they are running will make his relationship and Tiffani improve, but it is useless to argue with Damar, because if he argues with Damar, he will argue with Damar, he doesn't trust Richard either.

"Alright, I'll go home then. Please take good care of my Tiffan." After saying that, Rama immediately sauntered away from the presence of Damar and Adam.

"Tiffanyu said? He was so pure" said Damar, sipping his coffee, and then got up. "Let's go back to the master's room" Damar asked, to Adam who was still busy dipping a piece of bread into a cup of coffee.

***

In the father's room, Tiffani was more silent than talking, although Richard had spoken at length, but not once did Tiffani say. He only nodded occasionally, and the rest he behaved like a zombie.

"Do not you have to go home, Tiffani. Take a shower at home and rest. Here there is a bathroom and also a room for you to rest, but regardless, at home will be more comfortable. You've been with me all night, it's time for you to rest your body."

Tiffani nodded. "I'm going home for real again, Dad," said Tiffani.

Seeing Tiffani's cold attitude towards him, Richard was sad. He knows that Tiffani is still angry with him because of his decision to ask Gracella to stay with them.

"I know you're still mad at me, Tiffani. But, I have my own reasons why I asked Grace to come. I'll explain what my reason is when the time has come. It's not just hard for you, but for Grace as well, as you know, Grace hates me so much, maybe her hatred for me, exceeds your hatred for her."

Tiffani looked at her father. "What's the reason Dad was so important that Grace had to come and live here?" ask Tiffani.

Richard nodded. "Yes, it's very important, Tiffani, otherwise, I wouldn't have asked Grace to come here."

Tiffani sighed deeply, then exhaled violently. "Alright, if indeed Father has such an important reason, I will temporarily set aside my grudge against him. But, I don't guarantee that I won't pull her hair once I meet her."

Richard grimacing. "Don't do it, Tiffani. pulling her hair will only trigger a fight between you, and eventually you will return hostile," Richard said, advising Tiffani.

Tiffani stood up from the chair she had been sitting in. "We won't return hostile, Father, because we have been hostile for a long time. We never even made up. After all, pulling her hair sounds better than shooting her in the head" Tiffani said. "I go home first, Dad, I'll come back later."

Richard looked at the back of Tiffani who disappeared behind the door muttering, "Basstubborn."

Seriate.

(Gracella Raendra 👇)