Rich Men Want Shy Girls

22. Rich Man

In the morning, all the food was arranged neatly on the dining table. No one accompanied Mike to breakfast, he wondered why Miki had not come to breakfast with him.

“Mr. Fred, why doesn't Miss Chloe come to breakfast with me?” Mike put the spoon and fork in his hand on the plate.

“Sorry Sir, early in the morning Miss joined Mrs Bret go to the market.” Fred stood with his master who was eating.

“Go to market?” Mike blocked the leftovers on the corner of his lips using a tissue.

“Ya Mr.” Fred bowed respectfully to his Master.

“Why didn't he ask permission from me first if he wanted to go?” Mike did not accept it because he felt that the woman did not respect him.

“Sorry Sir, Miss has come to you before, but you are still asleep. Before Miss left, she also asked me to pass on her permission to Master when you woke up.” Fred sat back as if he were afraid his master would get angry.

Mike was just silent, his silence made the atmosphere of the room instantly freeze. Fred, who was beside him, felt claustrophobic about being in a room with him.

“Mr. Fred, what happened last night when I wasn't around?” mike was cold and haughty.

“Night nothing happened, it's just that I saw Miss Chloe come out of her room and sit alone in the guest room until morning.” Fred lowered his voice.

“Did he not sleep all night?” Mike sat down with his chest puffed up and his hands crossed over his chest.

“It looks so Mr.” Fred again bowed respectfully in front of the old man.

Did he have nightmares again? So that he can't sleep all night. Inner Mike.

After finishing Mike moved from his chair while hooking the buttons of his suit neatly.

“It's almost too late, we go now.” Mike stood up straight and ready to go.

“Good Mr.” Fred leaned back and walked a little faster than his Old Man, as he had to get his Car ready before his Master left the Villa.

Before leaving Villa, Mike hopes to see Miki. Disappointed Mike had to leave without seeing the woman.

“Please Mr.” Fred opened the car door for his Master.

“Thank you Mr. Fred.” Mike stepped inside his car, and then they left Villa in disappointment.

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During the day, the branch office of SEA company.

Mike was busy with important files that he kept checking carefully. Because it's not messing around that the project he's working on is currently worth billions of dollars.

On the sidelines of his busy life, Fred's secretary came over. “Sorry Sir interrupted your time for a moment,”

“Say what's wrong?” Mike stopped his work. He stared intently at Fred's secretary.

“Sorry Master I'd like to report to you that, Miss Chloe made a transaction on the credit card you provided.”

“Keep what's the problem?” Mike rested his back comfortably on the back of his chair.

“Anu Sir, Miss Chloe made a transaction of more than fifteen stores within one hour.” Fred looked down as if afraid to see his Master's reaction.

Mike was wide-eyed and his mouth was wide open, as he had not expected the little lady to have a materialistic side.

“What stuff did he buy from those fifteen stores?” Mike returned to his previous position.

Is there so much stuff you need? But her attitude now looks like that of a woman in general. Inner Mike.

“Good Mr. Fred, you keep an eye on what Miss Chloe's doing. Start from the smallest thing whatever it is.” Mike made sure there was nothing he didn't know what Miki was doing.

“Good Sir, then I'm clearance out.” Fred withdrew from before his Master and disappeared through the door.

While Mike returned to his busy life that had been waiting for him since. It looks like he will be very busy today and will be returning home late to Villa.

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“Master We have arrived at Villa now,” Fred slightly lowered his voice.

Mike, who was asleep in the back seat, refused to open his eyes. Although very tired he had to open his eyes and get out of the car right now.

“Good Mr. Fred after this you rest, tomorrow we will be busy again.” Mike got out of the car tired.

After getting out of the car in front of the door Villa already there Bret who welcomed his arrival.

“Welcome Sir,” welcome Bret while bowing respectfully.

Very tired Mike forced himself to take off the suit on his body, then the suit was given to Bret.

“Mrs Bret what is Miss Chloe doing today?” Mike asked and sat down on the living room sofa. Even though his body was very tired he was very curious about what Miki was doing all day.

“This day Miss with me Sir, I was asked to accompany her shopping at various different stores.” Bret said slowly.

“What kind of stuff did he buy?” Mike closed his eyes as he leaned back comfortably on the sofa.

“Nona Buy various kinds of cookbook recipes from different stores, and also Miss bought a typical tent housing Mongolian residents.”

Mike opened his eyes and sat up again. “For what he bought a tent?” ask Mike who is curious. “Will he go camping on the beach?”

“Sorry my Master doesn't know too much either, but this afternoon after shopping Miss Asks for my help to put up the tent on her bedroom balcony.”

What does he want to do with building a tent on his balcony? Does he plan to sleep there instead of sleeping in the room I have for him. Inner Mike.

“Is there anything else Miss Chloe is doing?” Mike asked and asked the smallest thing.

“Nona Also enrolls her cooking course around the beach of Santa Monica State Beach, Mr.” Bret again reported what Miki did today.

“What is cooking course?” Mike was surprised because the woman did not ask his permission first to do what he wanted.

“Yes, said Miss Chloe she wants to socialize with people by taking cooking courses.” Bret lowered his head and his hands trembled slightly at the reaction of his Master.

“Quite Mrs Bret, you prepare my bath water now.” orders Mike. Bret stepped back a few steps then he flipped his body towards his master's room.

What does she want to do with the cooking course? He doesn't have to cook if he wants to eat good food. If he wants good food there is already a professional Chef who I work with at this Villa.

Mike was not happy with what Miki was doing. According to him as the woman who lived with him there was no need to do such things, because he did not need them at all.

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