
The next day he began to open his eyes. His body feels so sore. And he began to spread his eyes. Apparently he's been on the couch since last night. In fact, the bed was still very neat. Just like before. And that's a sign that Zello didn't sleep in this room last night.
He smiled wryly. Because of what I prepared last night. It was just in vain. In fact, Zello did not sleep in the room at all. Perhaps the man chose to sleep in his study. Because there is also a place of rest.
However, he saw a thick blanket wrapped around his body. He immediately smiled, Because last night he began to remember not wearing a blanket while watching television. Because, he deliberately showed his appearance. In order for Zello to turn his head or hope, the man will touch his body and make physical contact with him.
"Still at six. Like his bang Zello hasn't come out of his study". She's looking slowly. Who got up from the sofa.
The girl immediately stepped wide, Towards her bathroom. To clean his body immediately. Before she went down to the first floor, I was hoping to have breakfast with her husband this morning.
After about fifteen minutes. She had finished her bath and also changed her clothes. He slightly polished the natural lipstick on his thin lips. And with his bright face, he began to step out of the room.
Chequek...
His smile still came up. Before he met a waitress who was going to clean up upstairs. He immediately approached the waiter. And asked where her husband was.
"Is my husband still not out of his office?". She asked still with a sweet smile on her lips.
" Young master's been gone since an hour ago, Miss ".
"An hour ago? ". Repeat He who begins to count down. He glanced at the watch on his wrist. Which still shows at half-seven. And that means Zello has died, and the Missions are still very early in the morning.
" Mister said, If you will be home late, miss. And don't wait for her to have dinner!".
Decide on his confidence. Her appearance was useless in front of Zello. In fact, he was willing to take a shower in a hurry. Just to look at her husband's face. And expect to have breakfast one table back. Like last night. However, Zello has died. While he was sleeping.
He immediately stepped on the sidewalk, The servant died. And started to go back into his room. A few seconds apart. He came out with his bag and cell phone. Like her she'll go out too.
The girl went down the stairs. With a little haste. And he also did not look or greet the servants who were busy with their respective duties.
"Young lady. Breakfast is ready". A butler came. Approaching She's the wife of her employer.
" Just get the dining table done!. I'm not going to have breakfast". Answer him without looking at him a bit.
"To Cafe". He's a little upset.
Make that chief waiter. He reached into his cell phone to contact Jackson's assistant. Wherever he would always report. Whatever happens in the Missions. As long as his young master was not in place. Including all of his activities.
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" Mr Z. Miss Arandia is going to the cafe now".
"Hem". Zello answered only with his deheman. Without leaving the tablet screen.
Jackson remained silent. Because he knew what Zello was looking at right now. And as his confidant, Jackson would never betray Zello in the slightest. Whatever the risk, he will live with all his abilities.
"Fix, tell your men to keep it from a distance! ".
"Good Mr".
Zello refocused his eyes on the tablet screen. I don't know what he always saw there. What was clear was that his mood was always improving, as he stared at the thing.
They are currently in the elevator. Towards his apartment unit. The place where Zello always works, overseeing the activities of his company. Because the man never showed his face to all his employees. In fact, the Board of Directors never saw the face of his superiors.
And this is where Zello always spends his time. Luxury apartment with one floor specifically for himself only. Without any other occupants. He also went up to this floor. Passing the elevator for himself. So that almost all residents do not recognize themselves at all. If he was the owner of the skyscraper.
"Have you given Lucas a little present, Jackson? ".
" According to your orders and requests Mr. Perhaps soon Mr. Lucas will accept it ".
" god". That sly grin came back. Form a slightly creepy smile.
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