"Is Sam in his room?" Bella asked Frans, Sam's new secretary.The man, who was still quite young and looked trendy, looked at Bella from head to toe. It's clear that Bella is not Sam's business partner. Which career woman would come to meet a successful businessman like Sam wearing only jeans and a plain T-shirt like that?"Have you made an appointment beforehand?" Frans asked casually."Oh, yeah, I don't remember if I have to make an appointment before meeting him, so I'll make an appointment now," said Bella, who then took her cell phone out of her pocket.Frans laughed lightly; he thought Bella was just playing with him. He didn't know what the little girl in front of him would do."Um, Sam, when do you have free time?" Bella asked quietly.Frans continued to watch the girl in silence. He was sure he had seen it before, although he wasn't sure where he had seen it.Not long after, the telephone on Frans's desk rang, and when he picked it up, Sam asked him to let Bella in. Sam also
Bella had just fallen asleep when a call came into her cell phone. The sound of her cell phone ringing penetrated the girl's dreams, making her move restlessly.With a rough breath, Bella woke up, looked irritably for her cell phone, and answered the call from who knows who it was.Bella frowned in confusion, turning to the clock on the table."Ivan, what time is it?" Bella screamed as soon as she received the call."Bells, can you come? It looks like this place is going to collapse!" Ivan's voice came softly from the other side."What fell? Are you drunk?""Drunk? Me? No, I'm very sober now. Come here, save me! This place keeps shaking!" Ivan exclaimed again.Bella massaged her temples, took a deep breath, and hurried out of bed."Where are you?" Bella asked quickly."Hanz-club,"Bella stopped walking. If it's Hanz- Club, that means Ivan is drunk now.After putting on her jacket and jeans, Bella rushed out of the room and called her driver to take her to the Hanz- Club.When she got
Sam went into Bella's room and put a glass of honey water on the table. He stood with his arms folded across his chest, watching Ivan, who was still sleeping soundly.How could he fall asleep after making such a fuss?"You sound so frustrated; is it that bad?" asked Louis, who had just entered the room.Louis walked unsteadily towards the window and pulled the curtain so that a dazzling light came straight into the room."If Ivan was a vampire, he would have been burned by the hot sun," Louis grumbled, and he sat casually on the edge of the bed."Yeah, or he'll be shiny like in the movies," Sam snapped.Louis turned to Sam and smiled innocently. He was sure that Sam's head was now full and almost exploding, thinking about how to shut Dean's mouth—the man Ivan beat up."Dean's family is quite rich; he is also one of your company colleagues who is quite influential. You must be confused about how to silence his mouth, especially since I heard that his condition is quite serious," said L
The girl sighed for the umpteenth time. She looked again at the lecturer, who was grumbling in front of her at length. Her life is tiring enough, and now she still has to listen to all the nagging of her guardian lecturers because of the tuition fees she doesn't pay and also because of her grades that keep dropping.Don't blame the girl; blame her bad luck for having to live alone and work like hell to support herself and pay for her studies. Not easy, of course.Bella Safira, a girl with petite stature, a beautiful face with pale white skin, and beautiful eyes that always looked sad, had to meet Mrs. Alma to listen to all her complaints about administration, finances, and more."Frankly, are you on drugs?"Bella frowned in confusion at the lecturer's question.Drugs? Seriously, to eat three times a day, Bella has to do a lot of work; then how can she buy drugs?"You used college money to buy that stupid drug?" Mrs. Alma stared at Bella with her eagle eyes. So sharp and intimidating.
Bella bit her lower lip and held her breath, looking at the old man sitting in front of her. Rose must be crazy; how could that girl ask her to be a sugar baby for a man this old? The man in front of her was even older than Bella's biological father."Beyond expectations, you are much better than the photo Rose sent," said the old man, smiling warmly.Bella tried to smile at the compliment, even though, to be honest, she felt very uncomfortable. After a long debate between her mind and heart, she finally decided to accept Rose's offer to be a sugar baby. But who would have thought that the sugar daddy Rose was referring to was this old man, who was even more suitable to be called grandfather?Mr. Yohan—the old man's name He handed Bella a check. When Bella glanced at the check that was now on the table, the girl frowned in confusion. She wasn't even sure how to say the row of numbers written up there.A very large number of courses. An amount that Bella had never imagined before."Wha
Bella sighed heavily when one of the young women wearing a maid's uniform opened the door. Especially when the young woman shooed her away with harsh words, thinking she was someone asking for donations or something. Very unpleasant to hear."Mr. Yohan asked me to come here!" Bella exclaimed with an even expression.She was used to being looked down upon by others. But it still felt annoying to be looked down upon by someone whose status was only that of a maid.There's nothing wrong with her job. Only Bella didn't like the way she looked at her. Like now, as the young woman looked Bella from head to toe."Are you Miss Bella?" she asked doubtfully."Yup!" Bella spoke quickly."Are you sure?" she asked again doubtfully.Bella frowned in confusion and looked at the maid in annoyance. Really, would someone else pretend to be her or something? Why was the maid looking down at her so lowly? Could it be because of the shabby shoes, faded jeans, and plain T-shirt she's wearing?"If it's true
Bella sighed in frustration. She was sure it was still very dark; why did her doorbell keep ringing?With heavy steps, the girl got out of bed and dragged her steps toward the door. The girl had time to look at the clock on the wall in the living room before she reached the door.It's still 3 a.m., and someone keeps ringing the doorbell. It really stinks.Bella gripped the doorknob tightly, but she stopped and thought for a moment. Guests at hours like this are certainly unnatural. Could it be a thief? But which thief pressed the doorbell? Did they use a new method?Bella hastily removed her hand from the doorknob and took a few steps back. The girl looked around, looking for something she could use to smack the thief if needed.A sly smile appeared on the girl's face when she saw a baseball bat lying on the floor under a flower vase in the corner of the room.Bella hurriedly took it, held it tightly, and headed back to her door.On the count of three, Bella opened her door, pushed it
Bella almost jumped when a flash of someone's shadow appeared from the direction of the swimming pool. She was sure that no one else was there but herself, but what had she just seen?Bella picked up a vase that was lying in the corner of the room and carried it into the pool, just in case she had to punch someone."After the baseball bat, now you want to smash my head with a Vase?" shouted Ivan who was sitting casually on a folding chair near the swimming pool.Bella looked at the man in disbelief. Luckily she wasn't careless at this time, otherwise, who knows what would have happened to Ivan.Bella put the flower vase she was holding onto the other side of the pool and approached Ivan. The man smiled innocently as Bella sat beside him."You should at least ring the bell before you enter the house, so I'm not scared and think that you're a thief!" Bella exclaimed irritably.Ivan chuckled at Bella's words. Had the girl mistaken him for a thief?"Don't worry, this complex is very tight