Sweet Stares to My Own CEO

Sweet Stares to My Own CEO
CHAPTER 199



Deon felt the cold sweat on his back already forming a stream.


Who is so foolish opened the painful memories of a person when that person had just recovered from his grief.


"Deon say it fast or you want your bones broken!" Mia could not bear to see Deon who had my elbow turn her face unwilling to look at Mia.


Deon couldn't help but be interested in Mia's words. How could he not feel afraid of the female pad in front of him.


After Andra left he became the Cermian of Andra. They are cold and hard to guess.


Deon had no choice but to beg for mercy "I'm sorry Miss" In other words he couldn't open his mouth.


Mia felt that her head would break just as she was about to curse at Deon when Keti had already shouted.


"Hey lackey! How could you not say it until I had to observe it until a long time ago!" Keti is feeling very tight.


Even though wajjust not like Andra, and more sikanya inversely proportional from Andra. But whoever saw it must have said they were the same person.


And how can he curse Mia who is more hit with that reality. He could only curse and blame Deon.


Deon couldn't face the two girls when they had gone mad. After all he was in the cage of the synagogue with his exit behind the two raging lionesses.


Deon immediately prostrated himself on the floor. He did not dare to look at them "Miss, they do look similar from anywhere.But if you know that I only ever saw it from a photo" Deon couldn't string his words together so he just answered just about anything. Most importantly he did not expose his disguise.


"You said you never saw it in person?" Mia confirmed Deon's words.


"Yes" Deon still hid his face under the floor. Who cares about his pride when his life is more important!


"You said you didn't know her" Mia quickly asked.


"Yes Miss" Deon trembled feeling herself approaching the edge of the horn to uncover all her secrets.


At her place Keti does not understand why Mia asked Deon a clear question.


He no longer dared to open his mouth so he was only astonished to notice the two men.


One is like an experienced detective conducting interrogations and the other is like the main one who is hiding his mistakes.


He did not understand why Deon was acting that way, but he was more confused by Mia's question.


"I've never seen him in person, you don't know him. But why do you recognize and realize Wixel is more like Andra than us? Why are you so surprised that you forget yourself when you realize that?" Mia is full of beliefs that lead to Deon.


Deon immediately moved to hug Mia's leg. It will be destroyed right now. It will be thrown out soon!


Why did it arrive so early. "Miss, I'm sorry, but I really don't know Andra. I'm just surprised that Andra's really coming back to life, miss, I'm telling you the truth"


Keti was just able to examine what happened. "Neckoes! How dare you keep something secret! Tell me what happened!"


"Miss, please, I really didn't do anything" Deon hugged Mia's leg tightly.


"Let's go" Mia pulled her leg and threw Deon on the floor.


He was about to open the door when Deon took his foot." Miss wait! Waitaminute! I'll say it" Deon can't do this, but this is his last option.


Mia and Keti turned back and looked at Deon. "Back sitting"


Deon and Keti returned to the living room.


"Finally you're out too, I've been waiting a long time" the friendly Wixel added to his charm.


Mia looked at Wixel closely. His eyes were warmer and did not resemble the slightest of Andra's.


Mia noticed Wixel's facial skin, and it was completely original with small, smooth pores indicating the male in front of her was paying close attention to her skin. There was no mask or falsehood on his face. "I'm sorry, but I have a little personal problem so I'm not there..."


Before Mia could finish her words Wixel interrupted "Alright, finish first" She smiled before moving away from Mia.


Maybe they already realized it. Wixel smiled as she walked away from Mia. He needed to give Mia time to think about it and change her outlook on him.


That way they can get closer and do not have to wait a long time to fully own the little cat.


Mia's heart would be sincerely tempered for him, and there was no coercion at all.


Mia looked at the back of the man. It looks very similar to Andra.


Could it be him?


Mia kept her question in her heart and went back into the apartment. He has a problem that he has solved with Deon.


In the living room two people sat opposite Deon who was bowed to refute his head.


Keti prick in front of Deon while watching the man in front of him.


It was possible that all this time they had misjudged Deon so much that they had to be deceived by the innocent-looking man.


Keti could not erase her memory of how Deon became stiff and emptied after realizing Wixel was completely similar to Andra.


Who can influence someone to such great extent other than they have a close relationship. Relationships that have been in place for a long time.


Mia looked at Deon and sat down beside Keti. "So we can finish it now"


Mia's cold voice roared at her eardrums forcing her to mess up all the plans she had put together.


Of course he chose to say he would admit it in front of the two men. It only takes a few minutes to calm down and set up another plan.


Everything works until he negates Mia's cold voice making his world seem to spin ruining all the plans he put together.


Deon raised his head slowly and looked towards the two people who were in front of him. The gazes full of probing the two people were like sharp arrows directed at him.


His tongue was so stiff that he could not say anything.


A while later he opened his mouth slowly "Let me get a drink first"


Mia understands Deon's nervousness. He should not be too strict with her. After all the man had never let them down after a few months together.


All of their secrets were known to him, and nothing was ever leaked to anyone.


Mia nodded her head and saw Deon had already passed towards the kitchen.


The man's back slightly bent indicating a heavy weight on his shoulder.


He was stronger than Mia had expected.