THE OWEN HEART BEAT

THE OWEN HEART BEAT
OWEN-07



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...SEAM GROUP'S...


The meeting room was enlivened by the discussion of who will replace Hilbert Reaghal as the leader in SEAM GROUP.


Everyone knows that the man has not remarried since his first wife died decades ago. Hilbert's only son is now unknown.


His son had instantly disappeared since the last scandal that shocked the company when he was twenty. Since then even the name of Hilbert's son has always been the target of the media.


Because of the absence of Hilbert's son, everyone now began to speculate with their own thoughts.


But Hilbert never paid attention to the problem. To him, wherever his son was, he would instantly return once Hilbert asked for it.


But Hilbert wouldn't do that right now. His son is too precious if only to satisfy the public's sheer curiosity.


"If there's nothing more to discuss. I think the meeting's pretty close up here." Hilbert voiced out to close the meeting that was still going on.


Vivian and several other section chiefs rushed out and followed behind Hilbert.


"Miss." Drigo gestured as the woman entered the hallway with the other company officials.


Shortly after Hilbert entered the elevator Vivian just stood in her place while saluting. After the door closed, Vivian immediately turned to Drigo.


"I've done what you asked Miss." Drigo gave Vivian an envelope. The envelope is a detailed report on the only son of the owner of SEAM GROUP. Owen Reaghal's.


Vivian read carefully. "Good work Drigo. I'll see my dearest fiance soon." Vivian smiled cynically, then turned around arrogantly.


For Vivian, there was enough time Owen had spent running away from his responsibilities. Ever since the news about her and Owen that day, Vivian had been patient enough to deal with Owen.


The man just ran away after ending it all. But Vivian was not a weak girl who would take all the decisions for granted.


He is confident if he will be able to realize all his dreams so far.


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Mia rubbed her hands slowly over the bare shoulders of Elston. In contrast to the man's carefree nature, the man's body actually showed the opposite


If you want to tell the truth, Mia's massage is just like a caress on Elston's shoulder. Elston liked it. The girl's hands helped her to sleep even longer.


And...


No. gabe. Conscious Elston. Don't think like that!


"Just keep up your rhythm. You can do it until I fall asleep." said Elston in a voice that sounded pleasant.


Mia was quite satisfied with the way she worked. For almost two weeks working with Elston, it could be said that the man had never troubled himself. Except for some strange behavior that sometimes accidentally Mia encountered from the figure.


His young master was a figure that was truly inconceivable.


"alright. Sleep comfortably. After this I'll prepare your lunch." Mia's hands apply her touch consistently.


If Elston was easy to handle like this, then Mia would have enough time to divide her activities with tasks that were still piling up.


"As usual, I'll go to school after lunch, and I'll be back at three. I'll leave quietly without waking you." Mia spoke by lowering her voice.


"Let the driver take you to the little girl." Elston sounded hoarse.


Mia slightly flinched hearing the man's voice. Mia thought Elston was asleep, but in fact the man was still awake "No need. I can do it myself. Don't make Bones tired of my business Els. It's not good for a man her age." declined Mia felt shy.


"I don't like it when you're late. I need you later. You'll accompany me to the party." Elston sounded like an order. But Mia was still trying to resist, though,


"But I can.."


Elston turned around until his face could see a twinkle of discomfort in Mia's eyes. "Don't argue with me little girl. It's an order from your master." said Elston firmly while narrowing his eyes. If this is the case, Mia can't do anything anymore. Other than obeying the absolute orders of the man in front of him.


"Current. All right." said Mia helplessly. "As far as you go."


"His! those words are mine. You're not really creative."


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