RA S001: First Sight
Chapter N
“You are popular too, yes among the men,” seduce Ian.
“If Izzie, is she also popular among the men?” shalome reply.
“Do not try to mislead my Brother, yes!!” persemat firmly Ian.
“Oh, yes. Who started it?” smirk Shalome, look at the anger on Ian's handsome face. Shalome knew how possessive the handsome man was to his beautiful sister.
“Kak, stop! Why did Big Brother start a fight that Big Brother could never win, anyway,” Izzie's divorce, before his brother was further humiliated by Shalome.
Ian finally, go. Leaving both alone. The man was always successfully made to ride the apoplexy by Shalome. If only Shalome wasn't his sister's friend. Shalome must have been exhausted by him or vice versa (?)
“Support she didn't come.” Shalome frowned confusedly at Izzie's remark. Who does that girl mean by her.
“Ian, what's up? Why is your face so bent? Is something bothering you?” kelakar Sonny who was greeted by the laughter of the invited guests who happened to be near Sonny.
“You will help me. If anyone bothers me, President Valkyrie?” replied Ian. Unexpectedly will take Sonny's joke seriously.
“Sure.” Sonny embraces Ian's broad shoulders.
“Of course. Tell me! Who's the one who's bothering you? He's certainly not just anyone. Until it can disturb our esteemed Young Master Vasquez,” continued Sonny who again invited the laughter of several people.
“Shalome.”
“What?” Sonny kept a little distance from Ian.
“True. The one who bothers me is Shalome, your grandson, President Valkyrie,” explained Ian who for the umpteenth time made the atmosphere break. Sonny looked at the confused young man. Some people laugh at that.
“Presdir Valkyrie, you're right. The person who annoys our Young Director is a great person,”.
“That great person is your own grandson.”
“Then now .... How do you help this poor young man?” said a man of Sonny's age in a tone pretending to be concerned about Ian.
“Ah .... As the saying goes, your mouth is your mother,” complains Sonny who makes anyone who hears can not help their laughter.
“Because it's been stretched, so here it is. Want not. I still have to do something for you.” Sonny patted Ian's familiar back.
It's still afternoon. Valkyrie Group's annual charity event for the second day will begin at 9pm.
Shalome put down his tablet and looked at his grandfather. “What makes Grandpa this happy?”
“There, 'lah.”
Shalome doesn't believe that. He looked suspiciously at Sonny. Until both eyes narrowed.
Sonny cleared his throat while opening the newspaper, “How are the party preparations for later tonight?”
“Actually, what is Grandpa planning?”
Sonny put down the rough of the paper. Until it makes a loud noise. “Until when will you continue to suspect me? Don't plan anything. This old man, often even sickly. Is this how you treat your grandfather!?” hardik Sonny's.
Shalome sighed. I don't know what's wrong. Why is Sonny's reaction so overreacting.
“This kid, really!!” shouting Sonny.
“I go first,” say Shalome.
“Shalome, wait! I said wait! Why did you just leave without waiting for the parents to finish talking.”
Shalome left, ignoring all of Sonny's words.
“SHALOME!!” sonny screams but Shalome is gone.
On the first day. More indicated to raise donations that will later be distributed to people in need. On the second day, devoted to the party like the party of the other conglomerates——have fun. Well, even if the people who will be present at the party, not just for fun. For seniors, they tend to take advantage of these parties to socialize. Add friends and relationships or find a partner for their children.
“All gifts are ready. I've sent the list to you,” reports Monica.
Shalome shifted the data displayed by his tablet. The two black netra, moving agilely tracing word by word that was there.
“What is this?”
“This is a request from his own donor? I can't do anything about this. Because he is the donor who contributes the most.”
“Then, later how do we give the gift?”
“Oh, the. Actually, this is also what I want to get to you earlier.”
Monica asks Shalome to read the next file. As Shalome read, Monica explained everything.
Elsewhere, Justin was observing something from his laptop.
“Until when, do you want to keep seeing the photos?” Charles Ledek.
“Say if you are envious,” Justin flat reply with eyes that are still faithful to see the photos of Shalome that are second to none. That means a photo of Shalome that no one in this world has. In fact, it was possible that Shalome himself did not have it. Justin recently, told people to take secretly everyday pictures of the beautiful girl.
“You sure you're not crazy about him now?”
“See!” Justin turned his gaze away from the laptop screen.
“What?”
“What a handsome face this is. Can it be called the face of a man who is kasmaran?”
“Maybe,” doubt Charles.
Charles looked at the alert Justin who walked over to him, holding his laptop. He was already protecting his head, as Justin stopped right in front of him. Justin hit his head with a laptop. Instead Justin did as Charles thought.
“Tap.” Justin patted Charles softly on the shoulder and left, whistling happily. Charles tilted his head, staring at the bewildered back of Justin who was away.
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Ace Blue Charlotte's
September 02, 2020
