Royal Heir

Chapter 43

"As much as possible. I shy away from dealing with you guys," Reyyan sighed as she placed one hand on her forehead staring at the roof above her.

The man before Reyyan looked at Reyyan for a moment before replying.

"Why? is not that past. Must be let go, young man! in order for our lives to come forward, to be calm and peaceful."

Reyyan grunted amusedly.

"You mean, without any resentment clouding my day?" reyyan continued in the speech of the man before her.

The man was silent and just heard.

Reyyan was already sitting upright looking at the man before him.

"And it's not good at all for life" the man continued, saying.

Reyyan again grunted. He doesn't believe this.

"I'm very curious. How is your quiet and peaceful life," he abominable chuckle. Looking at the man in front of him. With his sharp eyes.

Really, revenge still enveloped him now. Especially when he saw the man before him at this moment. Although, this man had absolutely nothing to do. Still, they were one family and bleeding the same. Because of that, as much as possible. He stayed away from dealing with this man.

"Do you want, two words from this man older than you, young man!"

The two continue to engage in conversation. Where staring at each other and sitting position equally upright.

Reyyan did not answer. In the sense that he is letting or wants to hear.

The man before Reyyan sighed tiredly. Before reaching for a pack of cigarettes that are boxed quite luxurious, decorated in gold color around it. It was on a glass table in front of her. Open it grabs one and puts it between his two lips. Grabbing a cigarette lighter turn on the cigarette.

This was not missed from Reyyan's vision.

"There is no quiet and peaceful life in our young lives!" he said after smoking a cigarette and blowing his smoke. Until it puffed up in front of his face.

Reyyan saw that. Interested and willing too. Until he grabbed the cigarette box. Take out one stick and turn it on.

"So you admit that,"

"of course. But it's all we make ourselves. Like life, choosing pleasure or hard. Laugh first or cry first. Like a child forced into school by his parents even if he does not want to. But there are children who do not want to do that so against both parents,"

Highlight Reyyan's eyes narrowed sharply staring at the lazy man before her.

"What do you want to say?"

"Yes, straight to the point. This is one of the reasons why I like you so much" the man cheered.

Reyyan chose to growl.

"All right, what I want to say young man! life is a choice. So too with the past. Forget or remember,"

Reyyan smoked his cigarette and blew his smoke. With sexy moves for anyone who sees.

"The past can be someone's inspiration Mr!"

"That's right! it's in two respects. The first leg, in the sense that he takes to the positive side. Referring to or to push themselves to become better. Second, it's the most dangerous. The negative side, can make him slump and fall into a deep grudge. Living a life of vengeance, not a good thing, is it?" the man looked at Reyyan Ferdinand. Like warning the young man before him.

Reyyan silently listened. Without this man mentioning. If all his words were for her. But he knew it first. All those words, this man was referring to her.

"The bottom line is, you told me to forget everything." said Reyyan lazily.

"Ha ha ha, does that sound like that?" the man laughed as he looked at Reyyan. His face is still in a smile. Which to Reyyan is very upsetting.

Reyyan chose to sigh. And threw the dust on the tip of his cigarette into the ashtray in his presence. Which is on the glass table. Where more and more, because he did not suck from earlier. Because he heard the man's talk before him.

"But let me tell you. The past..."

"And what are you doing in my area?" Reyyan stared intently at the man before him.

The man turned off his cigarette and looked at Reyyan.

"Is there something wrong with someone investing? and this, too, was my first time investing in a food processing company. If you don't know, I'm a little interested in trying,"

Reyyan again growled. And just throw a cigarette that still lives half into the ashtray. Without the man turn it off first.

"Mrs. Willards! do you need to meet me? straight to the point," growled Reyyan looking at Mr. Willard before him.

Mr. Willard's gaze was fixed on the cigarette that Reyyan threw into the ashtray in front of him.

Mr. Willard grabs the cigarette and turns it on the ashtray and puts it back there.

"My daughter doesn't like men who smoke at all. Smelling a cigarette will make her vomit incessantly. What's worse, he'll pass out unconscious. Until they have to be rushed to the hospital. Inside his bag there will always be a cigarette odor-removing spray. That's where he's going to take it to keep watch" said Mr Willard, who was almost as clean as he was and for whom.

Reyyan inexplicably listened very well. The moment the princess said came out from the mouth of the man before her.

Reyyan gasped from the look on his face. When he heard the words of the man before him. Before he quickly turned his face cold and flat.

And not to forget too, Reyyan cursed himself who was fascinated for a moment.

And damn. He had not forgotten that woman.

"You are quite sad right it is for your future daughter-in-law later. There's a need for what you want to meet me,"

Mr. Willard straightened his seat and let out a tired sigh. While looking at Reyyan he answered flatly.

"Nothing,"

"Yes?" Reyyan almost shouted out both annoyed and angry. If the manners in him were not left in the least. Against people older than him.

Reyyan had chosen to close his eyes for a moment. Before the sound******* is both frustrating and tired it comes out of his mouth.

"Mr Willard!..." Reyyan stood up and looked at Mr. Willard who was still sitting in his place and looked up at Reyyan.

"I'll excuse you then. Enjoy your time here,"

"Isn't this meeting scheduled for 1 hour and 4y 6 minutes!" the tananya looked up at Reyyan. After seeing the watch in his hand.

Reyyan who wanted to step back stopped his steps. Turn around and come back face to face with Mr. Willard.

'Really, the people he never wanted to meet in this world were them,'

Reyyan with a fake smile uttered.

"I'm sorry Mr! I still have a lot of work to do right away. So then! please enjoy your time here,"

"Don't I say it! your attitude is very rude to someone who has a high stake in your company. You think I thought, if I sold it again. Will anyone buy?"

Reyyan's eyes were wide. The next moment Reyyan growled.

"Yes, if you buy it at a normal price. Why do you raise to 3 times!" reyyan shouted in frustration.

It was Reyyan's patience for this man before him. Forget politeness or whatever.

"Does that mean no one wants to buy?"

Reyyan closed both of his eyes. Breathe in as deeply as possible.

'What does this guy really want?'

"You don't think anyone bought it?" in fact there will be a lot of people waiting. But here's not the problem. This guy, this guy,