Blind Girl Mr R
episode 3

"Say something.why are you silent," Mella waved her hand, at Mandy's face that was pecking.

"Eh. yes." jolted Mandy realized hearing Mella's words.

"You .. daydream him? your little prince?" guess Mela

"Mell.is it time for me to give up" Mandy said softly, with a sense of tightness held in her chest.

He breathed a long breath, while putting a few roses, which he assembled.

"Why?. are you tired of waiting. Didn't you always boast of your wonderful past stories with that man" Sindir Mela.

"No. I'll never get tired of waiting for him, it's just that I'm worried. She'll be disappointed with my situation now, and will leave me again I'm not perfect like Mella was, I'm." Mandy's tears just escaped on her smooth cheeks.

"Since when you cry over your fate, you are always independent, you can do everything without bothering others. Even now you can already give money to the mother of the orphanage." Mella let out a long sigh in her grip her little Sabahat shoulder.

"Mandy .. Listen to me, your little prince will accept what you are, if indeed he is as good as you say," this time Mella was a little emotional

"Hehehe." Mandy chuckles at the words of her best friend, who has always been insinuating her to the little prince she has always been waiting for.

"Why did you become this whiny, quickly finish the bouquet of roses in a moment they will take it." Mella also began to reach for the wrapping paper of the flower bouquet, while fixing her seat.

"Hmm, okay."

Mandy is back excited, today order quite a few bouquets of roses for the engagement event of a loyal customer of theirs.

Joking thing coloring the room, the atmosphere warmed back Mandy laughter again sounded. Mella smiled faintly to find her best friend could be cheerful again.

*****

A loud bang, glittering lights greeted Randall's steps, down several steps from the main door.

"Here Mr. Randall," a bowed waiter greeted Randall, directing him towards the VVIP space within the club.

Several pairs of eyes watched him, rolling his eyes trying to tarnish

the hand of a maniacal woman wearing less material clothing shows almost half of the melon on her chest holding Randall's hand.

Without shame, he clung his chest, he,

move up and down Randall's arm.

Randall flicked his arm hard making the woman's grip slip and was somewhat pushed a few steps back.

"You.. thought.. I'd like to touch***** like you, disgusting!" Randall took off the suit that he was wearing dumped him towards the waiters violently. He hastened his way to the VVIP room.

That woman she was staring at the back of Randall who left her.

"You will pay for this insult sir." muttered Katrina, her eyes glaring red, she had never been rejected by any man before, she was the crown in this club. And it will remain that way, no one can refuse a katerina.

"Qc.." Katrina clucked in annoyance, then swung her feet away from the club, her mood was broken she didn't want to be at anyone's service tonight.

"Welcome young master, let's be comfortable with you, sir," greeted a bald-headed man.

Because of this guy Randall came to this club, his whole life he only occasionally stepped foot in the club, it was also because of the invitation of his business colleagues. Randall prefers to be alone in his room or fight with his development. A place like this just made him feel sick.

Randall sat himself on the couch right in front of his old colleague.

"I've got some presents for you, sir," said Max, sipping wine from his glass, some women dressed in menor, scantily clad, walking to ditch Randall. Makes the man uncomfortable.

"Ck, quickly tell them all to leave, I'm fed up with their smell," Randall snapped with a look in his eyes staring in disdain at the woman standing before him. Randall scares them all, and soon they get back behind the curtain where the brand all came out.

"I'm sorry Sir, I guess you like this kind of gift, because Mr. Jun never turned it down" Max said nervously, The bald man did not expect Randall to outright reject the women he had hired at the club's most expensive rate.

"Don't equate me with that jerk, quickly tell me what's up you invited me here!" Randall tried to be polite, because Max was one of the business colleagues he knew for a long time, since Randall's father was alive Max had worked with W corp.

"Calm down young master, I just want to have a casual conversation with you" Max turned to his lips. The man grabbed the wine glass at Lalau's table and raised it toast with Randall.

"For, the year of our cooperation, sir," Randall welcomed him by raising his glass. Both of them close the clear glass until it makes a sound because it collides with each other. Randall dipped the wine in his glass. Max smiled faintly glancing sharply at Randall.

Randall's face began to heat up, the heat radiating throughout his body.

"Damn." said Randall, he felt something was wrong

happened to his body.

"Sorry Mr. Max I don't when it's too long here, I have to go now." Randall lifts his body off the couch trying to walk.

But..

but what is 😀