The Secret of the Billionaire's Curse
Party Invitation
That night, the streets of the capital were not as crowded as usual. It is now ten in the evening, most of the capital residents who usually enliven the streets and make traffic jams have returned to their homes. At a time like this, a jet-black-eyed man drove his car to one of the capital's top nightclubs. The man felt that he needed a little drink to calm his mind.
The man was Frans, one of the rising young businessmen. His ability in business is beyond doubt. But, behind the successful figure, there is a soul that sometimes feels tired. Naturally, because the higher the tree grows, the stronger the wind blows.
Frans parked his car in front of a club last night and gave his car keys to the club security to park his car. As a respected man, the people who recognized his face immediately lowered their respect to him.
The sound of music that jerked accompanied the smell of alcohol welcomed Frans' arrival. The man combed around him until his eyes fell on his two friends who were currently sitting on one of the benches in the corner of the room. Soon Frans came to them and greeted the two friends.
“Hei, France. Why are you taking so long?” peter's Scolding. “Do you not know that I am tired of waiting for you?”
Sean curled Peter's neck. “What's gone? Aren't you happy because you've been washing your eyes to see sexy women here?” the chirps, made Peter and Frans laugh out loud.
Peter stopped his laughter as Frans took a seat beside him while holding a glass of liquor that Peter and Sean had ordered earlier. The man turned towards Frans while asking something.
“Tadi, on the phone you said that there was something you wanted to tell us. So, when do you want to tell a story? Now or later?” peter asked and smiled. “Because if you're still going to tell me later, I'll find a girl first to accompany me here.”
Frans and Sean looked at each other. Once the basket will always be the basket. They do not think that their friends are really very fond of women. I don't know what demon possessed the man because every day, he couldn't stop looking for a woman he wanted to have fun with.
“Is there only women on your head?” sean's lips are upset.
“Women are pieces of art. Is it wrong that I appreciate God's most beautiful artwork?” ask Peter. He leaned his body on the sofa while observing the circumstances around him.
Sean rolled his eyes hearing that.
Frans took his breath. “My father called,” he said, making Sean and Peter then turned and looked at him with a serious look.
“What's up? Did something happen?” ask Sean.
“He invited me to come to his company's birthday. I, the hell, told you I was coming,” Frans replied.
“Then, what's the problem?” This time Peter asked. “You were invited and already answered yes. So, what else are you worried about?”
“For two years after my divorce with Carlynda, I never once held another woman in front of everyone because I was no longer interested in looking for a woman. But, I am sure that on the show later will be many people who think that I have not been able to forget my ex-wife if I come alone,” complained Frans then sigh long.
Frans grimaced wide while scratching his non-itchy nape. “Hahaha ... Yeah, more or less like that,” Frans replied.
“If the problem is easy, Frans. Peter will definitely find a woman for you,” Sean said as he glanced at Peter.
Peter thumping. The man looked around for the woman Frans had to take to the Nielsen family company's birthday party until his eyes were fixed on a woman sitting at the bar table.
“What about the woman sitting in front of that bar table? She is one of the famous super models in the country. I heard she was in need of money because her boyfriend took her savings. He'll want to keep you company if you pay him,” Peter explained.
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The Nielsen family company's birthday finally arrived. Frans came to the party gallantly holding the hand of a famous model named Claudia. Frans' presence became the center of attention. People wanted to say hello to Frans rather than Aren as the leader of the Nielsen family company.
Who doesn't know Frans? The first son of the Nielsen family who decided not to intervene with his family's business empire and chose to build his own business empire. People were amazed by Frans because the man could get great success even without relying on his parents' property. They did not know what was the reason Frans did not want to deal with his family's company, because that was the only news they heard from the public.
“Look, the first son of the Nielsen family came. I didn't expect him to come because I heard he didn't have a good relationship with his parents.”.
“Huh! Do not spread rumors that are not. Not necessarily it's all true,” scolds the other guests.
“She came along with a famous model. Is it possible that the model will be his new wife? Considering he was divorced with his wife two years ago,” guess the other guest.
Whispers by whispers were heard as Frans and Claudia entered the party venue. People stared at them with question mark and admiration mixed into one.
Lulla who saw this of course felt annoyed. He clenched his hands, upset because Frans was the center of attention while he and Aren were not too noticed.
While Aren smiled to welcome the arrival of Frans who was replied by Frans with a smile that was no less sincere. Aren and Frans' relationship is pretty good. From childhood they never fought once. It is also what makes Lulla even more hate Frans because Aren would be happy to work as a subordinate of Frans in case Frans who replaced Jorgie to lead the company. Thus Lulla thought of a way to remove Frans from the Nielsen family residence.
Seeing that his sons had arrived, Jorgie climbed the podium to give a welcome to the guests.
“Good night everyone. Thank you for coming to the Nielsen company's birthday party. Your presence means so much to me and my family,” Jorgie said, starting her speech. “I want to thank my two very proud sons Frans and Aren. If it wasn't for their presence, maybe I wouldn't be eager to build this business empire. And now, they both grew into two very successful men ..”
Frans stared coldly at his father responding to this. ‘Why is he suddenly praising me? What does he really want?’ ask Frans in my heart.
