Bad Husband Mask Fake
Chapters 13. Assisting

Berta sighed harshly staring towards the front garden of the villa. Maybe this is a better place for Michael, before the arrival of his great mistress.

A safe place along with the loved ones of his young master.

"Grandma!" Greet Michael, sit next to Berta. Villa front garden area.

Berta sighed harshly."Michael, from now on you will stay with Claudia. Remember all the books and lessons my grandmother gave me. If I could help Claudia secretly! It's only temporary, after your mother comes, Claudia will stay with us."

"Grandmother doesn't come to live with me?" michael asked, straining Berta's fingers.

Berta shook his head."You are old enough to make a choice. I'll stay with you after your mother comes back. But if there's anything you need meet me at this address." He said a formal sentence again, giving a business card.

"Grandma's moving?" asked Michael with teary eyes. His fingers clenched, slowly the tears flowed as well.

Berta nodded, unable to hold back his sense of smell. A child she had been caring for since the age of six. Hugged Michael's body tightly."Don't miss and worry about Grandma. Live well."

"Mom..no! Grandma!" He cried sobbing, maybe they will not meet in a long time.

"Grandmother loves you..." Words from Berta.

"What's the problem with the trio of cows and how about buffalo!?" A silly question from him that indeed only has them as a vent.

Plaque!

For the first time Berta hit Michael on the back. It was really upset that he had already flown over the clouds because of the sadness of having to be dropped to the bottom of the abyss by this boy.

Regulate his breathing, trying to calm down and be more professional. It does take extra patience to face a young man who is too innocent.

"This is how the cows and buffalo we sell at the cutting place." Firmly the grandmother.

"Can't be so! I took care of them and bathed them from childhood! They're the only ones who don't disdain to hang out with me. They're good cows and buffaloes!" Michael was down, really feeling lost.

It would be nice if Michael had a pet cat Angora, or anj*ng Siberian Husky. It can be taken anywhere, but it's three cows and a buffalo? Sometimes he regrets aligning life with the rural style. If only he had bought himself a white horse, maybe Michael would look cooler today.

"Yes! Someone will take care of them. Grandma promise!" Berta grumbled in annoyance.

Michael got up for a moment, peeked at Berta's forehead."Grandma will be the grandmother I love. I could never go against Grandma's orders, always believing what Grandma said. So I won't be able to ban grandma. But your grandson will always be there for you."

"My sweet granddaughter..." Berta smiled, this is Michael who was raised from childhood. Have a soft heart, although sometimes difficulty controlling their possessiveness.

His grandchildren? That's at least what's in Michael's heart. Although Berta always kept his distance, loving him as his grandson and young master.

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There are times when a crossroads is visible when everyone has to go. Waving his hands, he looked at his grandmother in a taxi. While Santos was driving a private car, the man who said he would come at any time to see where they were.

Two people were stunned, for some reason Michael this time clasped Claudia's fingers tightly. It was only Claudia that he had at the moment, and it was due to his choice. For the first time, she denied the grandmother's words.

A heart that hurts when it is abandoned. However, everything will be erased slowly into a smile when he will be reunited with Berta.

Claudia's hands were raised, it really must be considered this man as her younger brother. Replying to his embrace, patting his back softly.

"Ha. That's why don't leave me. Help u! Just look at me..." His ink sounds really sweet not dangerous at all.

"I promise..." A sentence that Claudia might one day regret.

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This is their first wedding day. What do newlyweds usually do? Of course, they were in the room all day. But not with Claudia, the woman was looking at one by one interior design submitted by the supplier.

The company should not be immediately handed over to his uncle. That is the principle, do not want any deviation of funds later.

His hands moved quickly. His eyes focused on comparing the designs of several teams to choose which supplier was appropriate. Here is the data he got from the previous project report.

In the end he sighed, becoming more objective at the moment, contacting someone."Fransisca, this is me calling the design. Say use another company. The company they chose the design didn't fit."

"But this is the tender winning supplier company that was chosen by Mr. Evan." Someone across there looks worried.

"The theme here is a family with a lot of room and is not dangerous for children. But there is no furniture here that fits! Like a newlywed. If he protests, just say so, don't control my company as he pleases! He's just a subordinate!" Strictly Claudia made the woman across there shudder in horror.

While Michael happens to be passing by, an unemployed man who doesn't know what to do. His face was twitching with a smile.

"Near here, there are those who sell and produce furniture. If the time is better enough you just order it to the maker directly. Make business deals with crafters rather than relying on suppliers. Maybe you can open a new subsidiary branch..." Proposal from the young man who had been sitting there peeling the mango.

Claudia rounded her eyes. Not a bad suggestion either. Sometimes this innocent man who smiled sincerely at her was smart as well.

"Honey.. Don't think too much, just slow down. Later your blood pressure rises, wrinkles will be created on your forehead.aaa..." Michael fed a piece of mango to her using a fork.

Sighing rough breaths, chewing while thinking more calmly. He can come alone, thousands of ideas cross when he does not panic. Maybe looking for some trust people to handle furniture would be better. Compared to taking from suppliers that set the price one and a half to double.

"I have to go!" Claudia got up not wanting to waste any time.

"Wait a minute!" Michael stopped him, pulled his hand and then kissed his forehead."Happy fighting my wife..."

The words that came back made Claudia's heart careless. It's completely outrageous for this man's attack. But he can't lose! He is not a love boy! But Michael is a slave.

"Please my husband.don't give it to anyone else..." Claudia blinked one eye.

Making the man stunned, was like having a heart attack. The woman who left with her sweet smile. He fell from the beginning.

Sit alone and look at the newspaper. Looking for a job, he still has to work. Wanted to be a reliable person for Claudia.

Till.

Upin and Ipin here he is! Twins are common! Upin and Ipin variety of action, you loved anyone...

Claudia's phonecell ringing sound was heard. By the name of Evan.