The Womb to the Young Master

The Eps 40

Prilly still can't believe what he went through 2 hours ago. Currently he chose to lie on a mattress with a yellowish feel from the light of a sleeping lamp. There was a shadow of a man standing on the wall, the man then sat gently rubbing his head. Yes, Revan was trying to calm down the wounded Prilly, the girl was crying bitterly in the light of what she had just experienced.

"Trust me, Prilly. I was able to get through all this trouble. You just calm down. Don't load your head with this problem, I can take care of it."

'Always, sir said that, in reality I remained heartbroken until the moment I lay down. He complained in his heart.

"Prili." Again, the tanga gently stroked Prilly's unraveling hair, slowly Prilly removing it.

"Master, let me be alone for now." He doesn't want to be disturbed. I just want to live in solitude. I don't know, that night he felt the young master had failed to protect him. Revan's decision 2 hours ago managed to make his heart hurt badly.

"Alright, I'll leave you alone this time, if there's anything you want don't hesitate to tell me." Prilly did not reply, only eye movements noticed the wall, there was a black shadow moving away.

He still refused to get up, preferring to approach himself in a blanket. There was a buzzing sound out there, the rush of rain seemed to be the flow of shahdu that replaced the swift flow in both eyes, and in the end drove Prilly to dreamland

Meanwhile, two hours ago ....

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"You're crazy, Revan. Have you gone crazy, gone too far, how much you did this to us, do you want us to go broke and fall poor, huh?"

Dozens of times Mrs Harlem landed a blow on her son's back, but the man there looked flat, until some time he began to run out of patience, the attack he finally caught on as well, he finally caught his eye, put Lady Harlem's arm in her hands. Then he threw it rough.

"Enough, Mom. I'll take care of this. Nothing will happen to the Arkandi Group."

"In what way, huh?"

"I'll follow his game to stay at the mansion with Priska."

"Watch you say?"

"Yes, this is all just the game!"

Mistress Harlem was silent for a moment, no matter what she pictured, a demonic shadow as it terrorized her mind, inciting that she further suppressed her son.

"You sure only then will everything be okay?"

"Yes, I'll make sure of that."

"I'm not sure just that way it'll all work out. Aa you realize, you've hurt Mr. Sharta's daughter, that means you also hurt the President of Sharta and Mrs Sharta, especially since now her daughter is amnesiac, do you know how panicked mom was when they came to our house with her heavily drunk daughter, she said it was all because of you."

Revan was silent. There was no word he wanted to say. His life is like a shield that must be a shield to protect the family from squalor.

While Mistress Harlem was still staring at him furiously. You know, that means now we can only just step down and wait for bankruptcy. You satisfied now, Revan?"

"Curtain!" Revan laughed thinly, looking over. Makes his mother cringe.

"What do you think, are you completely insane, even at this moment you can still laugh?"

"Don't I tell you, Prilly is the daughter of Mr. Sharta's son. I already know his weakness. Princess Sharta will soften when I say to stay with her, while my business with Prilly will be a personal one, so I ask Father and Mother never to interfere again."

Again, that nonsensical statement made him astonished.

What does Revan mean by saying knowing Priska's weakness, whether their marriage is really just a game, all now looks more real, it seems true they are not serious about running this marriage.

"You're so sure, Revan!"

"Of course!"

"Why did you prove it to us your parents?"

"Can't an agreement not be broken without a contract?"

The deg!

Whatdoes thatmean?

They cringe. "meaning?"

"So Mom and Dad still don't understand?"

There was no yes answer or nod, just a focused gaze to listen to Revan's decipherment.

"Don't I tell you Prilly is the delivery girl from Mr. Sharta's daughter? Of course he has proof of that contract."

They're silent.

"Isn't everything clear now? Well then, you better get Mom and Dad home now. I don't want Prilly and the baby to be distracted if you guys linger around. And just look at the news you'll receive tomorrow."

Mistress Harlem glanced at the inching girl's pias.

You're a really lucky country girl.

"Well, don't disappoint your parents."

Mistress Harlem spoke right in front of Revan's face. Before leaving he took a glance at the girl who was increasingly cornered behind there. "If what you do later ends up failing, Mom and Dad don't hesitate to keep the unlucky girl away from you," he said followed by turning around. Now it began to move though a little sluggish, occasionally still turning to the single son.

Revan loved them, and chose to sacrifice his entire life for his parents.

"Wait." Revan's call spontaneously stopped their steps. "All the sacrifices I made must have been reciprocal."

Deg.

"You mean, are you negotiating with your own parents?"

"Yes!"

Now their gazes returned furious, wanting to beat up the tough son for the second time.

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There is a little yellowish light peering behind a dark cloud, the rain that just after last night does not necessarily restore the joy of the sun. He was still hiding behind the dark weather.

Meanwhile, the activity density above the earth began to solidify, the shooting schedule of Miss Airen will last 1 hour finally delayed by some reason, reportedly 2 senior artists were unable to shoot that morning.

"Guts!" The director stopped the shooting activity, the girl moved, wagging her face with a hand fan towards her makeup chair.

"Uhh sultry." Some of the assistants went straight to him, some brought drinks, others turned on the fan to refresh him.

"Truly troublesome!" He complained, you unprofessional artist!" Again, Airen condemned the 2 artists who failed to shoot that morning. They resulted in the shooting schedule that should have been over being delayed. "Well you check, is there a scenario for me this morning?" He asked the personal manager to check on him, and in just a few moments he returned.

"Today, the shooting schedule for Miss is over."

"Okay, great!" sahutnya without staring, two fairies seem to remove some accents that complement the shooting makeup. While the eyes are still focused on staring at the screen on his phone. Suddenly a warm news came out about the marriage of the sons and daughters of the strongest company Sharta Group and the company Arkandi group. Like getting a new entertainment, his eyes sparkled to open the news covered through the online media.

I hope that the Arkandi Group's only son's relationship ends with his wife. He grinned, chanting bad prayers.

"Miss Airen, Mr. Choi said today the meeting schedule is over."

"okay!" saith. "Kim, take me to the apartment now. There's an interesting drama I want to put on there."

"Ready, Miss!"

Have a good fight with me, Priska. Welcome my arrival, I will further destroy your life. He smiled a little.

connect ....

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