The Secret Child of the Ceo

Ep 38s

Finally, the car driven by Gibran had arrived at the villa not far from the tea plantation. The villa is already provided by the company before they get here. Their job was to look at the tea plantations and wonder where they would sell their crops and them .

Gibran did a check like this because he had to retrieve data from farmers to be included in the GINAI application that is in development. So everything has to be surveyed first.

The reason he wanted to create a startup in agriculture is because there are still many farmers who are so difficult to market their garden products. For a long time the welfare of farmers was only a wishful thinking. This is because of the middleman game that makes it difficult for farmers to sell their harvest commodities with maximum profit. This is what makes the interest of young people to explore the field of agriculture is very low. That's why he has a plan to create a startup like this, the point is also to attract young people and millennials in a plantation area.

The main goal is to improve the welfare of farmers, and furthermore he hopes that his startup can help the creation of quality agricultural products.

GINAI aims to reduce market dominance, thus creating a wider market opportunity. So that small farmers can sell their crops to consumers directly. In addition, GINAI is a platform for agricultural investment and can be monitored online.

Michel who was still in the car noticed that it looked beautiful, and the air looked so fresh that he had not yet come out of the car but could already feel the freshness.

“Why keep quiet, let's go down” suddenly Gibran's remark spread Michel's admiration at that place.he immediately turned towards Gibran with a sewot, he was annoyed with the man.

“Bothers only,” sneers. He got out of the car leaving Gibran, who smiled faintly as Michel walked out of the car.

“She made me even more challenged, Nainaku has become a strong woman now” muttered Gibran saw Michel who had gotten out of the car.

“It feels like I can't wait to quickly prove that it's you dear” continued Gibran while getting off the car following Michel who had been earlier.

“Not this Villa, why did you take me to Villa instead of us directly plunge into the garden and go home” asked Michel while looking at Gibran.

“I'm not a robot, I'm tired now. I need a break” replied Gibran and immediately waltzed away to get into the Villa.

“You played me, yeah, not that you said we were waiting for people. Then where his people” annoyed Michel walked after Gibran who instead stepped towards the Villa.

“Later noon, we rest first” Gibran replied briefly, he did not look at Michel at all. He was deliberately answering to the woman.

“You're a bitch, you should have said it was still noon. Last rule we stopped by the place to eat.” Grouser Michel.

Gibran suddenly stopped his steps making Michel also stop, the man continued to look at Michel quite intensely making Michel himself a little country with Gibran's gaze on him.

“What? why are you looking at me like that?” michel and a little backwards.

“What have you been like this for?”

“Why?”

“You were chatty once” led Gibran and immediately waltzed away with a smile mocking him.

“What? you just said what.you mocked me just now.hey Mr. Gibran.” upset Michel did not accept.

Gibran just ignored it, he kept walking into the Villa.

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Michel sat quietly on the sofa in the middle room, he looked around full of question marks about the villa he occupied now.

“What is this his personal villa,?” murmured Michel for seeing some photos of the Gibran family there was even a photo of his mother-in-law first.

“You make food?”

‘Not me but bi Uma who made him” replied Gibran while paying attention to the expression of Michel's face when he mentioned the name BI Uma.

Michel who heard that was still stunned, did he not mishear that the man mentioned the name Bi Uma, how is this if Bi Uma suspects her inner Michel.

“Why keep quiet, let's” said Gibran and immediately walked towards the dining table but at the occasional notice Michel looked nervous.

With a heavy heart Michel finally stood up, he hesitantly walked following Gibran at this moment.Michel's footsteps instantly stopped as he saw a middle-aged woman preparing food at the dining table. That's bi Uma, what if she recognizes herself right now.

“Den food is ready,” Bi Uma told Gibran.

“Iya thank you bi” replied Gibran.

Bi Uma looked at Michel, she immediately widened her eyes in disbelief when she saw the woman who was similar to her employer's wife.

“Non Naina,” Bi Uma directly walked closer to Michel. Michel himself was immediately agitated.

“This is Non Naina right, actually non naina right den. Yaampun Non you are still alive, aunt happy if you are still alive” said BI Uma who glazed over to hug Michel.

Michel stiffly motionless, he was confused as to how he currently gulped his hard saliva, while glancing at Gibran who was just silently staring at him somehow what the man was thinking now.

“Sorry, I'm not the person you mean” slowly Michel let go of Uma's hug on her. Actually he could not bear to say that because Bi Uma used to be so good to him but want how else this is for his own sake so as not to be caught by monster men like Gibran.

Looking at Michel's face, Gibran smiled. Because that face looked guilty as it released its embrace from Bi Uma. This was indeed his plan to send BI Uma to this place so that he could see Michel's reaction when he saw people who had been good with him.

“Non Naina said what, you really Non naina right.bibi did not blame”

“Sorry Bi I Michel, ma'am.not the person you mentioned just” elak Michel.

“Bi she's not Naina, she's Michel my friend's sister. Thank you for preparing food for us, aunt can return to kitchen”, said Gibran in Bi Uma.

“But aunty sure den this.”

“Bi..” says Gibran

“Ya already then aunty to the kitchen first,” with a heavy heart Bi Uma directly went from the presence of Michel and Gibran.

“Let's eat” take Gibran back to Michel, he immediately walked towards the dining table and Michel followed him but his gaze was still fixed on Bi Uma who went to the kitchen. He felt guilty for the middle-aged woman.

“Sorry Bi,” his mind feels sad because it has to pretend not to know in front of people who used to be so helpful.

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T.B.C