Twins Genius: Two CEOs

Twins Genius: Two CEOs
Where we go?



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"Where are we really going?" Aphrodite asked Francisco, who is now tidying his hair in front of the mirror available there. Now they are dressed in very neat clothes, preparing to go outside and enjoy the streets of the beautiful city of Paris.


Fransisco turned to him with a slight smile in response to Aphrodite who seemed very curious where she was going to take him.


"You'll know when we get there."


"Huft~" Aphrodite sighed softly, I don't know how many times each time she asked for the answer from Francisco was always like that. "Can't you tell me directly?"


"No. Because it's a surprise, and you'll be so happy when we get there."


"Well, if you really don't want to tell me" murmured Aphrodite softly. He then got up from his seat. He walked over to the bag he had prepared from the beginning.


The focus switches to his phone which he just charged to full and is currently on.


"Oh yeah, by the way when we come out later we stop by to buy a new number first huh? My SIM card can't be used here, it looks possible because we're abroad."


"Of course, I'll drop you off and help you find a good phone number."


"Eh, but by the way we're in Paris, then why is your number in use? Isn't that weird?"


"Do you remember what I was talking about?" Francisco asked, looking at him and smiling. Aphrodite frowned confusedly.


"Which one?"


"Mama is a conscientious person."


"O-oh, yeah. I remember then.." Aphrodite hung up her words. Not yet he had time to continue his sentence his brain had already caught the meaning of the words Francisco. "A-ah, I get it. So that's why you can call?"


"Yes. Mama gave me her number for me to use, so I could call my mom and the rest of our family."


"That's what it looks like, it's worth it."


"Oh yeah, are you done getting ready?"


"Yes. Are we going now?"


"certain. Seeing you dress up like this really looks beautiful, it even feels more beautiful than before." Francisco smiled wryly.


"Yes, thank you for the compliment" said Aphrodite flatly. He then grabbed his bag.


"It looks like he still hasn't felt anything even as I praise him he speaks with his usual intonation." His inner.


"French!" Aphrodite resuscitated the man who was even daydreaming while looking at her.


"Ah yes?"


"Come, didn't you say we're leaving now?"


"O-oh, yeah. Come on." Francisco grabbed Aphrodite's hand, grabbed her and led her out of their room. Aphrodite did not refuse, she tried as much as possible to carry out her role well. Yeah, at least for now.


Francisco and Aphrodite came out from the first floor, downstairs to get to the exit. Arriving at the exit, they met Bertha who now seemed to be standing waiting for them in the doorway.


"Is everything ready?" Francisco asked Bertha as soon as they arrived before him.


"All right, thank you. Then we'll go first."


"Good sir. Be careful on the road."


"Yes." Yeah."


"See you Bertha," Aphrodite waved her hand towards the middle-aged woman.


"Have a good time, miss," Bertha waved back at Aphrodite with a smile. The two of them then stepped down the stairs, and once arrived at the last rung of the stairs, the, they saw Adrien who was currently standing in front of a very shiny black luxury car that had been prepared by him according to the request of Francisco.


"This is the key, sir" Adrien thrust the car keys in his hand at Francisco. Previously, Francisco did ask him not to deliver them and let the two of them go together.


"Thank you" said Francisco.


"Together sir."


"Then you can come back. My wife and I are leaving first."


"Well, enjoy the ride, young master." Adrien smiled at Francisco and Aphrodite.


Aphrodite simply nodded her head in response. Francisco approached the car door, opened it and allowed Aphrodite to enter and sit there. After making sure his wife was sitting quietly, Francisco then walked around the front of the car and sat right in the driver's seat next to him.


"You ready?" Francisco asked Aphrodite. He had just finished wearing a seat belt.


"Nl." Aphrodite nodded her head.


Francisco started the engine, drove his car slowly out of place. It moved out from within the mansion and drove slowly towards where they were headed.


Along the way, Aphrodite's focus could not remain on one thing. He continued to spread his gaze, staring around the path they were walking on.


Paris is a beautiful city, he really likes it. Not only that, there are many interesting things in the city that have the characteristics of this Eiffel tower.


"Are you happy?" Fransisco asked as he looked towards Aphrodite. Aphrodite was surprised by him, especially since he had continued to focus on the view of the city crowd around him.


"Yes, I'm happy" said Aphrodite glancing at him at a glance and then refocused on the surroundings.


"Wait until I get you to where we're going" Francisco said. He stopped his car when the traffic lights there showed red.


"Where are we going?"


"I'll show you beautiful places. I'm sure you'll like it."


"A beautiful place?"


"Nl." Francisco nodded his head in response.


Not long after, the lights turned green again. They then drove the car engine back, moving from where it was headed somewhere. Aphrodite had no idea, which Francisco certainly said she would take her to a beautiful place. And Aphrodite can be said to be quite curious about where Francisco would take her.


Francisco occasionally glanced at Aphrodite, whose eyes were constantly being seized by the beautiful cityscape of Paris, smiling at the sight of something interesting in her eyes.


"This is my first step to breaking your heart. I hope you can be happy and slowly melt away with every effort I make." Francisco. His eyes stared fixedly at Aphrodite who was now sitting quietly beside him. Looking at Aphrodite who looked as happy as she was today, made Francisco smile at her. He was glad Aphrodite could smile like this, and he hoped. He could make Aphrodite keep smiling like she is today. His attention shifted back. Francisco then began to focus again on the streets that passed by him.


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