Beauty And The Boss
Vegas
Vegas glanced at the watch on his wrist a few times, the state of the road so crowded that Vegas was quite frustrated and confused. It felt like he called Marteen and asked the manager to arrange for some people so that Vegas could get to the building quickly, but unfortunately now Vegas is avoiding Marteen which is certainly currently in a big rage because Vegas did not attend some of his work from yesterday. “Is it still far away from this building?” ask Vegas in an impatient tone.
The driver who had felt strange about the appearance of Vegas that was so closed that he could not see the slightest face of the man just staring sinisterly from the car glass while shaking his head. Vegas who get such an answer is quite confused, what does the ring mean? Is the building near? Things like this were quite frustrating for Vegas, he clucked slowly and understood the doubt of the driver. Without a second thought Vegas opened his black hat and also the mask he was wearing. “What's close? I have to hurry there.”
The driver who seemed to immediately know who Vegas looked to turn his eyes in disbelief, he was immediately nervous and did not believe in this situation. “Su-near Sir,” answered nervously then pointed at a crossroad in front with trembling hands. “Just turn left and we've reached the building.”
Instantly the breath of Vegas choked, there was a sense of spirit that returned churned. Vegas glanced at the circular clock in his hand, there was already no time left to wait for the red light that had just appeared amidst this density. “Then I get here,” Vegas said as he pulled out a few coins from his wallet and returned wearing a mask and hat. Vegas got out of the taxi and ignored the driver, who apparently persuaded him to stay in the car.
Once outside and mingling with some passersby, Vegas began to walk quickly, looking down, in the heart of Vegas he began to fret so that no one would recognize him. He should arrive soon and not have much time left to cope with something out of his control if any fans approach Vegas.
When he turned, Vegas carefully lifted his head and saw a white building with a beautiful board reading the wedding of Helena and Zack, there was an uncomfortable feeling when reading the name, but the most important thing right now is that Vegas can stop this marriage. “Sorry, do you have an invitation card? We do not allow just anyone to come.”
Vegas raised his head slowly and removed the hat and mask. “I'm a VIP guest of Helena, I was late and forgot to bring the invitation,” Vegas said with a reassuring face.
“I see it often in ads,” said one of the guards who immediately made Vegas smile widely.
“Really? I also feel like a stranger,” said one of those who now observes Vegas. “Do you have proof as that VIP guest?”
When Vegas was about to pull out a cell phone and show her many followers, a middle-aged woman ran up to them. “Hey, let her in, Ella gets a message from Miss and Master if the guy named Vegas comes right away! Come fast Sir, the blessing will start soon.”
Vegas did not understand the woman who helped him, did he send a voice note? Or was it Helena who had given him help to get in? Without wanting to think about anything else, Vegas quickly ran after the woman and upon entering Vegas gasping to see Helena who was about to walk on the red carpet instantly screamed. “Stop!”