The Village Girl Belongs to Mr. Amnesia

Chapters. #119

Reva is already in the Albert family residence, now the clock shows at five in the afternoon. He had forgotten about the conversation with Arron last afternoon who said he wasn't busy.

The girl walks into the Albert family home, she is accompanied by Ardyan.

"Dy, take everything inside and I'll meet with Mrs Albert first."

Ardyan nodded obediently, he took out all their luggage.

When Reva had just set foot into the terrace, she saw a man in the side yard. Reva walked up to the man and wanted to inquire about Mrs Albert.

"Excuse me, Mister?'' sapa Reva made the man look over.

"Can I help you?"

''Is Mrs Albert home?"

The man looked at Reva from top to bottom, while Reva only had a small smile.

"I came here to meet with the Madam. Can you please call me?" Reva thought that the man in front of her was currently a gardener.

"Why don't you just go in, Miss? Mrs Albert must be inside."

"I called Madam, but her number was off. Therefore, since I see you, I want you to tell Madam if I have arrived. You're the garden manager, aren't you?"

The man gawked, this athletic handsome face was said to be the manager of the garden. He took a breath and smiled, while inwardly he felt annoyed by the statement from Reva just now.

"Alright, Miss. Let me take you inside."

"Thank you." Reva smiled like she was innocent.

After being inside the house, the man slightly shouted to call Mrs Albert.

"Mrs! Mrs Albert!" her screams got Kelly Albert out of the room.

The middle-aged woman walked down the stairs, she stared at the girl who was with her son.

"Good afternoon, Madam."

"Good afternoon, Miss Reva. I think you'll come tomorrow or the day after."

"No, Mistress. I think the sooner the better, since I also today there is no busy."

"Continue talking, I'm sorry, ma'am" said the man, pressing Mrs.

Kelly just shook her head at the behavior of the son.

"I'm sorry my son, yes, Miss Reva. He likes to joke.''

Reva smiled as she nodded, then for a moment then her smile receded as she recalled the words son.

"Yes, right. He's my first son, his name's Alex."

Reva ber'o' ria, he bit his lower lip because he had dared to say the young master was called the gardener. She did know that Kelly had two children, but she never saw the face of the first son of Kelly.

"How, did Miss Reva bring you the dress you wanted?"

"Already, Madam." replied Reva along with Ardyan who went inside with a large suitcase.

"Well, you can look around first. If there is less, then you can request what it will be like." Reva looked around. "Where is the bride?"

Kelly, who had just wanted to pick up a dress, immediately broke off her intentions.

"He's in the room, playing with his nephew."

"Wouldn't he be called to come down here, ma'am? Yeah, well, maybe Miss Kenny wants to see the dress, too."

"You're right, Miss." Kelly called the housekeeper and asked him to call Kenny.

Shortly after, a beautiful Turkish-faced girl walked down to the sofa. She is Kenny, a twenty-three year old girl who is about to get married.

"Hello, Miss Kenny."

Kenny just smiled back at Reva's greeting. Without further ado, Kenny immediately saw a dress that was suitable for her to use and luxurious.

After a while of searching, Kenny and Mami finally found a suitable dress. They make payments through paper checks. Really happy Reva got such a big income. Even though he is considered the son of a rich man, but he prefers to earn income from his own hard work.

"Alright, Mistress. Since it's almost night, I have to leave."

"Thank you for the cooperation, Miss Reva. I remind you once again, if the reception is held, you must come."

"I will try.'' said Reva interspersed with a sweet smile.

A toddler sitting on Kenny's lap kept staring at Reva and smiling sweetly. Reva waved at the toddler.

"I'm sorry, Madam, Miss."

Reva turned around, but only a few meters away, she stopped. He heard someone call Daddy.

Instantly Reva turned to break her curiosity, but there the toddler approached Kimmy, the man she thought was the gardener.

'Daddy's? That means the sweet child is Mr. Kimmy's daughter.' Reva stepped back. 'Yeah, I remember something. Mrs Kelly's first son was a one-child widower, and she was divorced from his wife over the issue of infidelity.'

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