Rosie Sanders!

Poor little bety

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Mylo looked at her head through the door, but she knew that if Olivia was sleeping on the sofa in a curled up position in the corner, she might be afraid of falling because she slept in a sitting position.

"Basar Oli dirty slovenly, look at his saliva!" Mylo shuddered in horror, that was the reason why she forbade Olivia from lying on her couch. Not once did Olivia twice serve her sentence in her room, and the girl always ended up falling asleep on the couch. Severely, her saliva will drip in greater amounts if the woman lies down.

After walking around like a burglar in her own room, Mylo began to take his cell phone out of his pants pocket.

"Look, I'll collect your video in this embarrassing condition. And after this, you will bow to me, Oli aside. Being around me, in my eyes. It's a fitting punishment because you've messed up my life for the past few years." After muttering to herself while taking a video, then after her some photos of Olivia. Mylo stopped his silly actions.

"Hey! wakeup!" Mylo kicked Olivia's calf slowly until the girl grimaced. Whatever his trousers, his shin name met with an object as hard as a pantofel shoe. Still giving a sensation for poor calf Olivia. With consciousness still not collected to the maximum, Olivia rubbed her cheeks covered with melted water of life.

"Sir CEO? back already? how about the meeting ? spiked already? well.sickness, the father would persecute commoners like me. Sshhh.." consecutive questions in the form of Olivia's thin protest made Mylo rotate his eyeballs.

"Wash your face, you sloven! Can you not always fall asleep while serving your sentence? you make my room smell like all of you, you're a woman or a buffalo." Omel Mylo ignores Olivia's questions and ringing.

Olivia sniffed the scent of the hand she was wearing to wipe her cheeks. And it was seen by Mylo, making the man throw up his sobriety wind.

"Dirty oli! quickly wash your face and hands..!" yelled Mylo annoyed. Olivia moved to the bathroom.

"When the aroma is not bad, I am still beautiful even though the illerant. The envious boss alone, can't sleep while producing water like me." Olivia whisked past Mylo's desk to the toilet.

Mylo glared at the terrible words from Olivia's tiny lips. Suddenly the man turned left to right like he was looking for something. After finding what he was looking for, Mylo took out the contents of his hull.

"Based on a slovenly girl, why could I want her to steal the girl's kiss. He must have been spitting out his saliva. Huueeekkk..." Mylo vomited up her guts as she recalled last week's incident, when Olivia was serving the same sentence. Looking at Olivia's reddened wet lips, out of nowhere. Made Mylo kiss the girl's thin lips.

Now he began to realize, if possible, that wet lips were affected by Olivia's drool. Mylo is disgusting, united in one room with a dirty girl according to her version. But even getting Olivia out of there, she refused to do so. Really simalakama. Bringing out the girl her heart searched, leaving Olivia there her soul as if she had been made to die many times.

"Father sick? want to buy no stomach medicine?" almost Mylo fell so shocked, how could Olivia already be in front of him.

"You are.." hissed Mylo stared intently at Olivia. "It's all because of you, you're really a catastrophe! Sit there and don't try to fall asleep again. Otherwise, I'll have Bety throw you off the rooftop of this building." Mylo said with a warning.

Olivia could only sigh heavily many times. Thinking there was still a few hours ahead, made his head suddenly dizzy.

"Sir CEO? that trash can here I take it to out, I'll replace it with a new one. Let's just say I'm serving my sentence instead of just sitting still and making me sleepy." Olivia's proposal, the idea of being able to breathe free air just crossed her cerebellum.

Mylo squeaked his two eyes, probing into Olivia's facial ripples in search of lies. She was afraid that Olivia would run away, there was no way she would have to deploy the entire building to look for the girl. Put it where his handsome face is. Secretly they are equally entrenched.

"Alright, 5 minutes should be back. And bring me some hot chocolate milk. The heat is not more than 50 degrees Celsius, add sugar a full spoon. My stomach acid rose because of your actions. Pity it!" ketus Mylo handed over the litter box that he had been hugging, before finally giving it to Olivia despite looking sincere.

Olivia ignores the pungent scent from behind the lid of the litter box, which is a bit of a buzz due to her movement. Hearts a little relieved to be able to get out of his boss songong room.

"Do he think I am stupid, just want to obey his orders. Mending I continue to sleep again before getting another sentence." Olivia chuckled after feeling she managed to trick the arrogant boss. Arriving at the back of the pantry, Olivia took out a plastic coating on the bin and replaced it with a new one.

"OK, done. Well Olivia, now enjoy your time well, before that songboss starts bullying you back." Olivia headed for the sofa at the end of the barn, stretched her body and began to adjust the position. The girl had even forgotten Mylo's chocolate milk order.

As Mylo begins to fidget, his thoughts whisper to his demons.

'Look, that side Oil is running away from you! how can a boss like you be fooled by an office girl. Ck! how humiliating..!"

"Be quiet! holy jeez! Engine oil, you're really testing my patience the way it looks." Mylo's pissed not playing.

With the idea in her head, her smile rose perfectly.

"Bety, to my room. It's an emergency situation, so hurry up for a second your phone handle you put!" clique

Betran stared at the nanar on the phone handle in her hand.

"No banting? banting no? nay! I will be guilty for whatever reason. Is not the boss always right? all right, let's see, what kind of emergency the CEO's situation is in besides ruining Olivia's life. Poor little girl, ish ish.." for a long time Betran's calm and sane life began to be disturbed due to the actions of Mylo's strange.

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Mylo looked at Betran with a million vexed look.

"Is your room now moving to the lobby? why so long? do you want me to stay at the guard post with Naruto there, huh?!" Betran unraveled her breath. Facing Mylo made her suddenly suffer from high blood disease.

"The head of security of our company is named Pak Narto Sabdo, he is from Jember. Not from Konoha, so obviously he has no kinship with the bloodless creature, the CEO who said the best graduate with cumlaude value." Obviously Betran patiently, but his sentence touched the space of prestige and pride of a Mylo.

Mylo glared in dislike, the corner of Betran's lips twitching with laughter. What an expression that only he in this world is lucky. Knowing the other side of the boss.

"You know if a subsidiary in S city is in need of a leader with qualifications like yours. Doyan quipped fearlessly even at his own boss. You'll be accompanied by a chainsaw and Ayla there. Your life would be more thrilling than being my assistant." Mylo sneered cunningly at Betran's pias face.

The chainsaw is Gerry the director and Ayla is Alya the secretary of the section in the Sanders family's subsidiary.