(Not) My Crown Ruler
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06:30

After meeting and talking with my grandfather. Louis, who was ready to work, now appeared down the stairs, ready to immediately go to the office and start his activities.

Arrive arrive...

"Louis," said a middle-aged woman there. The voice made the man look over. Seen there, Martha seemed to walk towards him with a gentle smile there.

"Aunties. What's up?" ask Louis.

"May Aunt talk to you for a second, son?" ask the woman.

Louis was silent for a moment. He rolled his gaze in all directions and then looked up at his watch.

"Awhile, really. Not long" said Martha again.

Louis smiled. He then nodded. Martha invited her niece to the pool. He wanted to talk to the man with four eyes in the back garden near the pool. It seems more comfortable there to talk.

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Meanwhile, in a separate place. In a car that was traveling at medium speed on a highway that was quite dense.

A couple who will soon be having a wedding seem to enjoy their trip. Head to a photo studio to see firsthand the results of prewedding photos that they have done some time ago.

Their marriage is just waiting for the day. Ninety percent wedding preparations complete. Just wait for day H. The lovers are also getting more and more friendly. More romantic and harmonious.

About twenty minutes drive from the Davis family residence, the luxury car reached their destination. The couple then entered the building and soon found the photographer believed to take care of their photo needs.

The two spoke in a private room owned by the photographer. The glasses guy seemed to show the results of his camera shots. But just a few minutes into the conversation, the phone in Rhea's expensive bag shook. A call came into that phone. The woman hurriedly opened her bag, picked up her phone, and stared at the screen.

Seen there, a call came in from a WhatsApp number with a profile photo of a woman wrapped in black mesh stockings with a rose in the middle. Rhea gave the phone the name Margaret.

The woman breathed a rough breath. Betrand who was still busy talking with the photographer then turned to the lover.

"What's up, Baby?" ask the man.

Rhea opened her mouth. "Oh, here. Temen I'm a phone. I lift up, yes," he said.

Betrand smiled, then nodded. Rhea also got up. He walked out of the room, answered the phone call outside, right next to the photographer's private door.

"Hello" said the beautiful woman.

"Find me at the hotel!" tell a guy from across there, Luke.

"Wouldn't you bother me a day? I'm with Betrand again! What if he suspects? Bangs*t ya lo!!" rhea said with tightened teeth to hold back the upset.

"Lu think I care? I need you, and I want you. Fuck you again who! That's none of my business!" luke said from across there.

Rhea closed her eyes. Resisting his annoyance and emotions faced Luke's unrelenting attitude.

"Now you come here, or I unload all your rottenness!! My body hurts all, per*k! Buruan lo here!!" luke said from across there.

Rhea clenched her hands while stomping her feet against the floor.

"Yes, patience! I'm busy!"

"Not much alesan. One hour you don't get here, I nudgein poke lo in front of your future husband!" threaten Luke.

Rhea thinned her lips in anger.

"okay! I'm going there again. Don't fuck me! Wait for me there, you t*i!" rhea said wrathfully. The woman then quickly turned off her phone connection in annoyance. He hated that man. The guy who can't seem to see it is quiet for a moment.

If it continues to be left, then Luke will definitely continue to shadow it. He certainly would not be calm living a household with Betrand if this were the case. He has to find a way to stop Luke. But how?

Rhea took a long breath. He then turned around, about to go back into the photographer's room. But arrived..

"Anjs.....Holy jeez!" pekik Rhea was shocked. The woman was shortened when she saw Betrand who had been standing behind her for some time. The man stared flat at the woman, making Rhea's heart beat quite fast.

Did Betrand hear her conversation with Luke?

"Sa, Honey? Kok, you... Inhere? What was? It's old?" asked Rhea nervously.

Betrand quiet.

"Who's phone? Any issues?" ask Betrand.

"A, oh, no! Temen. He started with the design of the clothes. Somewhat less sinter people, so I like sprains when talking to him," said the woman.

"Who? How could I not know? Not that all your friends should be classy, huh?" ask Betrand again.

"There, one. When will I know you" said Rhea as she grabbed Betrand's arm and began to pull out her potent style.

"Yes, don't talk about it. Not important! Wasn't finished seeing the picture?" ask the woman and try to distract her.

Betrand shook his head.

"Yes, we go in yuk, I want to see" Rhea said later.

Betrand nodded. He then entered the room with his girlfriend.

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