Secretary Naughty

chapter 62

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Clay's small steps filled the house, Harry who heard it immediately welcomed the arrival of the grandson, splashed in the arms of the grandfather, the little boy kissed Harry's cheek.

"Grandfather how are you?" clay asked, looking gently into Harry's eyes.

"Good grandfather, what about you?" ask Harry back, lift Clay in his sling, bring him into Harry's study.

"I'm good, as Kake saw it." replied Clay.

In Clay's cradle on the table, swinging his legs, the little boy rolled his gaze at Harry's study, his eyes catching Ford magazine on the nightstand featuring a man choking on the chest "Grandpa, this guy is cool.I saw him on tv yesterday." he exclaimed, getting off the table, picking up a magazine on the nightstand.

Harry caught a glimpse and went back to looking at the computer screen in front of him, but wait, Clay held the magazine that had Cleo's photo, soon he snatched the force from the little hands of his grandson "honey, this is not for you, this is not for you, you go see Uncle, he'll read you a fairy tale book." Harry said.

"All right" said Clay leaving Harry's study.

Almost any.

If Arkan knew there was a magazine with Cleo's picture on it, his son would have gone berserk with him.

Aqella he still down the street near Clay school, who knows his son stopped by somewhere, because it was saturated waiting for him at school, but it seems nil.

I don't know what he's gonna say to Arka, if Clay disappears from school, he's so scared that Arka's mad.

Although Arka is not Clay's biological father, their closeness has been established since they were still in the womb, and Andi has given up Clay entirely on Arka's supervision.

Rekha, who just finished shopping, finds the guardian of her protege circulating his gaze all over the place, as if he were looking for Clay.

"Madam." tegus Rekha.

"Ah Miss, I happen to want to ask Clay." said Aqella.

As he suspected...

Though it was at school Rekha deliberately waiting for Aqella, but this woman just left without entering the school first, and asked her child.

"Madam, Clay's been picked up with Uncle Jimmy." Rekha delivered the message in accordance with what Jimmy said.

Aqella was relieved, Clay said with Jimmy, but why didn't the man contact her, was a pain.

Jimmy Smith, who doesn't know about his extended family, his clan rules this city, even the people here uphold that name.

So did Clay, although there is no blood relation, but his son's name has got the surname of Arka, Clay Smith the only son of the second young master Arkan smith.

Aqella reached into her pocket, calling Jimmy "Hello sister-in-law." Jimmy's voice was scattered.

Aqella snorted, not liking the mention Jimmy gave her, after all who would be his sister-in-law.

"So, why don't you tell me, Clay's with you."

"Don't blame me, ask Arkan why he didn't tell you."

"But brother"

"I've been busy... Clay asked me to be his horse.

Inevitably, Aqella must go to Harry's house, pick up Clay, and if allowed, usually uncle Harry must ask him to stay the night.

A dozen hours on the plane, Cleo finally arrived in London, directly to the hotel he immediately laid his body that felt sore on the mattress.

"No Uncle, I'm still full." Cleo replied.

he tilted his body to the right, turned off the lights, and chose to sleep.

In the morning, as usual Ken will prepare all the needs of Cleo, from clothes, breakfast and the need to do his work.

As the man who knows Rodriguez best, Ken chooses to devote his life to Cleo, taking it as his penance for the wrongs he once could not save Anna, and endangering the life of his young master.

Ken shook Cleo's body which was still cool asleep under the blanket. "Sir, it's morning.we have to go to the Foxs this time."

"Five more minutes uncle, and I'm still sleepy" he replied.

"Sir, you don't want to be late, do you? we've been planning this for a long time" Ken reminded Cleo.

"Yes, I woke up." said he was lazy.

It's true that Uncle Ken can't let him sleep for a while.

While at Foxs, Aqella checked all the preparations, catering, decorations were afraid that something was missed and of course she did not want to disappoint her clients who had entrusted the preparations for this event to her.

"Mommy I want ice cream." whine Clay, pull up Aqella's bottom shirt.

Ah yes, until he forgot if he also invited Clay here, this son, whining to come along, he should have gone to school, but Harry and Arka even allowed it, yes already he can not say.

"But baby, Mami is busy.. You take it yourself, can you?" said Aqella softly.

Clay was weaving his lips, leaving Aqella, a total bitch.

Instead of taking ice cream, Clay chose to go around looking at Foxs' office, who knows he met his idol artist, in this office there are a lot of celebrities who wander in his.

But Clay's small body, and the film crew are busy passing by, he was hit by someone and immediately fell down.

"Are you okay, son?" ask her.

"I'm fine." Clay immediately stood up, wiping his clothes from the dust that stuck.

"Where are your parents? why yourself?"

"Mommy's busy and I'm bored." Clay said.

On the other hand, Aqella is confused herself looking for Clay, the boy is happy to disappear, where the ice cream stand does not exist, and where it goes.

However, Aqella goes into hiding, crouching behind a table, when her netra catches someone with Clay.

Oh naw...

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