Young Miss's boyfriend

Arsenio Aglilio

Angel closed her eyes for a moment and looked at Adrian sitting in front of her. "Uncle, can I request something from my assets?"

Adrian's forehead shriveling. "All yours. You don't have to get anyone's permission to get anything."

"But it's not that easy, uncle." exasperated Angel frustrated.

Seeing that Adrian realized something that something was wrong with his best friend's daughter. "Angel say. Were you threatened or experienced something? As your family's lawyer, I should know."

Angel nodded. "Uncle, I can't even ask for a credit card to buy something. I don't have a dollar in my wallet right now. I look rich, but why am I so poor? Uncle,"

"They won't let you?" adrian asked carefully.

Angel nodded once. His face was very sad. "Can uncle get it for me?"

Adrian nodded. "That I can handle. You just have to wait. Tell me, whatever it takes, then I'll move for you."

Hearing that Angel's eyes sparkled. "I need my car. I need my credit card,"

Adrian nodded. "I'll call the Excel family finance center and ask for everything you want."

Angel nodded once more. He let Adrian call for some time. He just sat there quietly and thought about what he should do after this. But his eyes cannot be lied to. Those black eyes were watery with an impressive twinkle. It was as if hope had been granted and he was in a good mood.

After twenty minutes, Adrian came back and sat down before him. "It's a little difficult at first. Angel what's up with all this? Why don't the center people recognize you as the heir and they say Meida is you. Then, what is this? You really let your lover manage all the finances of your property? Are you sane?"

Angel stunned. He nodded then shook his head. "Uncle, I'm guilty. It's myfault. And I came this time to ask for your opinion about me taking over everything. I, I .. it feels too much stupidity that I did in the past. I can't even accept my stupidity in the past,"

Adrian smiled faintly. He breathed a sigh of relief. At least this time the girl before him had understood what he was about to do. "That's great. I've frozen some of the credit cards that Meida and your boyfriend used. Then I ordered your gold edition card. My card is limitless. And you're gonna have to take over all the money quickly."

Angel nodded in understanding. "But uncle, they won't even let me into the family meeting."

Adrian looked at Angel amusedly. "What's so hard? You just have to go in and sit there. I'll come help you take over everything."

Hearing that Angel can not not not jump happy. He looked at Adrian with a joyful look. Finally, one step he had gotten right. "Uncle, thanks. You saved my life. You really saved me."

Adrian nodded. His lips burst out with a small laugh filled with joy. "When did the family meeting start?"

Angel was silent and thought. "I think one week ahead,"

"You should tell me the day before the family meeting at the title. I'll clear my schedule that day."

"I'm troubling uncle."

Adrian shaking. "That's nothing."

"Sir Adrian, there's a package for you. And this comes from-"

"Give it to her, it's Angel's." cut Adrian by the hand pointing at Angel.

Angel stood up and received a package from the receptionist. His hand quickly opened the package and was stunned when he found three credit cards of different colors. It was also noticed by the receptionist who stared in disbelief. But he clearly told his boss that all the cards belonged to Angel.

"I called some of the banks your family used to get the card. It should be that some of the cards that Meida and your lover used have been frozen in your name."

Hearing that Meida once again couldn't help feeling happy. It was realized by the receptionist who looks jealous of Angel's luck. This time, he believes that Angel is the legitimate heir of the Excel family. He complains and retreats politely. Leaving the two to talk.

"Uncle, I'll start taking care of everything today. I'll let you know if I find any trouble."

"Do you need someone to accompany you?"

Angel shakes. "I can go alone."

Adrian shaking. "No, it's not safe for you. Go with Arsen,"

"Arsen?" re-engels mention foreign names.

Adrian nodded. "I'll call him. He's my oldest son. And a little older than you. Maybe four or five years,"

Angel simply pursed her lips without refusing. Although it will be very troublesome but he needs a ride to get to the car show room.

"Uncle, I'll go down. No need to call Arsen, I can do it myself."

"He's waiting downstairs. You can come down and see him."

Angel freezing. But his footsteps moved stiffly. Meet up? How could he know that there would be people he knew? And finally, he thought about booking a taxi and then going alone. There are a lot of things that he has to do today.

Stepping to the ground floor, Angel had no intention of seeing Arsen at all. He only looked indifferent as the receptionist looked down courteously. He stepped out of the building and waited for a taxi before suddenly a black sports car stopped right in front of him.

Frowning, Angel did not feel that he knew the car in front of him. The car glass came down and showed a handsome face. With two thick eyebrows framing sharp eyes with a sweeping blue color. It looked like a vast sea of desolate, desolate and ferocious! Then the high nose that rises followed the sexy lips are tightly clenched. Her skin was pure white with a neat haircut and a black suit that showed her very proportional body.

In judging, Angel memamg admitted that the man before him was quite handsome. He was an artist in his previous life and always met handsome male artists. So when he saw the man before him, it did not arouse his interest at all. He chose to shift and wait. But when the foreign voice sounded, he looked down and looked at the face that had just greeted him.

"Come in,"

The command sounded cold with a glint of sharp eyes that stared at him lazily. Angel did not move and chose silence. He felt he did not know the man in front of him.

"Arsenio Agglilio" said the man, naming him. His gaze was very sharp with a flat face. He glanced at the little girl beside his car lazily.