Cold Man And Miss Stone
30. Not Cheap

Samuel stared at the proximity of Ema and Rowan from a distance.

To be honest he already knew that Rowan was paying a strange attention to Ema. Perhaps, just like Samuel, he was captivated by the mysterious impression of the girl. But what kept Samuel quiet was Ema's attitude.

He's not that friendly with me.

Maybe Samuel shouldn't compare something like that. However, it sucks to see Ema doing better to Rowan than Samuel himself.

But Samuel knew one thing. It seems like Ema likes flowers.

So the next day when Samuel met Ema, he purposely gave her a bouquet of fresh flowers.

"There are a lot of gifts from my fans." Not entirely a lie. "Look yesterday you spent time with Rowan at the flower garden, so you'll probably love it."

Ema looked at the flower in Samuel's hand with a look of judging eyes. It was not that Samuel did not know that Ema had a habit of observing before acting.

Memamg was too sharp for the size of the village girl who was supposed to be plain.

"Give it to someone else. I don't need." Ema passed by, leaving Samuel.

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Samuel Ahkam is a shitty guy.

Though he should now be pressured by his agency to appear to the public. Even Emilia had also signaled that something was made so that Samuel would inevitably be highlighted, forcing him to leave Ahkam so that Emilia could freely move.

I bought his agency just for that. But the man had a clean smooth face.

What relation? Yeah, he sleeps well every night which means he doesn't care.

"Argantana's starting to calm down lately." Emilia propped up her chin as she thought about the situation of Ahkam's family. "If I get killed too soon I'll get out of this. That asshole hasn't shown me a crack."

Autos.

In addition to their time at the boutique that day, Samuel did not touch his organization again. Samuel was also Mahesa's protege, so it was no wonder that he created a group that was quite independent to move without their leadership.

"gap." Emilia muttered blankly looking at the flower garden that was visible from her room.

Inevitably he remembered Samuel suddenly gave him flowers.

Should he call it a crack?

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Samuel only focused on moving the rose plant to a small pot that he planned to give to Ema.

Samuel has given up. Ema was like that, thought Samuel, so why would she bring too much to heart her attitude?

It was also impossible for Samuel to lose to his young nephew who was only a dozen years old.

"Sam, listen to me for a second! If you don't want your career to end, at least pick up your boss' phone!"

"Just tell Maura that I broke a bone."

"YOU THINK EATING AT A RESTAURANT WITH YOUR MAID COULD BE THE CROSSING OF BROKEN BONES?!"

Samuel shrugged his shoulders. It turns out they knew that yesterday he and Ema were out. Samuel did not care much.

Singing is not a hobby. Singers are not her dream either. Samuel only accepted Maura—'s offer, which he said Samuel—'s boss went with the flow.

Later he became lazy to go and Samuel is not the type who likes to push himself.

He'll come out if Ema looks like she needs to get out. But after the incident in Lombok that day, Samuel felt outside and inside the house the same.

Ema will be bored.

"You're obviously crazy to take an interest in that village girl."

"Hmmm, maybe."

"Now you answer me?"

"I like Ema or not, that's my business, Nina." Samuel left her. "And why I'm interested in him is my business."

Nina who got the sentence just hardened her jaw annoyed. It's always the same. What attracts from that annoying country girl?

Don't tell me he spent the night with her getting hooked? Nina thought so, but immediately dismissed that thought as she realized.

Samuel wasn't that generous to be wooed, he thought.

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