
Pineapple POV
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"You're serious, you didn't do anything and get paid by Zach?" ask me because I feel confused it is impossible Zach is as good as that to a stranger.
The woman who claimed to be named Claudia nodded her head. "The fact is that Mr. Zach, as good as you are, madam, I don't even understand why there are people as good as you, Mr. Zach."
I was silent for a moment, it was difficult to accept the impossible, for a moment I daydreamed and dissolved before Claudia finally surprised me.
"Did Madam, you know?"
Ah, she asked, I didn't even know that Zach was staying at this hotel, it's a pity that I met Zach again, let alone that I was here until the night.
"Sorry, Claudia but I don't know, you can ask the receptionist of this hotel," I replied. "Then I go first well, may your mother get well soon, Clau."
"Thank you, Madam."
I walked away from Claudia to the main hall of the hotel to sit on the sofa, the fashion exhibition is still the arrangement stage because it is the exhibition tonight.
"Hi Mom, What are you doing?"
It was Andro, he came and kissed my cheek before sitting next to me, I glanced at him and wanted to ask him something.
"Why did you accept Mr Zach's offer to return home yesterday, he's your Daddy instead of you hating him?"
Andro took out his tab, he did not design a new outfit on the tab, while his eyes glanced at me.
"Mommy needs answers?" the question doesn't matter, which makes me nod.
This coldness of hers really made me feel like I wasn't talking to my own son.
"I try to like to get into Mommy's life, destroy someone it must pass inside, if it feels futile, outside" replied Andro while focusing on the tab.
This boy was really very cold to me, I better just leave here, I got up and chose to go to the Toilet, leaving Andro focused on the tab.
"Hey, Baby," That voice again.
Now I've been pulled into one of the rooms in this hotel as it passes through the hotel corridor to the toilet.
"You're looking for me up here?" asked Zach who made me turn lazy eyeballs.
I don't know why God always has a reproach for meeting me with this lunatic.
"Soide Zach, I want to go" I replied walking to the door but Zach pulled me to the bed so we fell there.
"You're crazy, Zach!" I yelled in annoyance and then got up while Zach fell asleep in bed.
I walked towards the door this time in Zach's obstruction, but it turned out that my guess was wrong, this door was a smart door and Zach had locked it without my knowledge.
I turned around and pushed Zach, as I pushed him I accidentally touched his chest which made him groan in pain.
"You okay?" I was a little worried that I really didn't want to be a suspect if Zach was here.
"No, Baby," Zach answered, unbuttoning his top shirt and checking his chest. "When has this wound been?"
I ventured out on the basis of worry about checking Zach's chest directly, and sure enough Zach's chest involved turning blue on the right as it was knocked out.
"How could that be? The wound was quite severe Zach," I replied pulling Zach into a chair not far from there.
"Funfact, after driving you yesterday I was sleepy and hit the roadblock," Zach replied casually.
Crazy man, it was definitely not a small accident, I then asked Zach for a smart door card.
"I want to pick up a drug at the reception, there is nothing here" I replied, giving an excuse.
"Promise not to run away?"
"YES!"
Zach then pulled out his smart door card, I myself went straight out of the room and walked in search of Zach's medicine.
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Andro POV.
Mommy's question is sometimes strange, besides this is my mission, it's not supposed to involve Mommy and it's natural that Mommy asks things like this.
I refocused my drawing, all the steps I had taken and I was sure that Daddy would do what I wanted.
"Hi, Andro, where's your Mommy?"
I glanced at that person and just snorted coldly. "Or."
"You know me, right?"
Obviously he's Om Zian, who tried to get in through my IP yesterday, I don't think my big threat is from Daddy but his assistant.
"You know, Mr. Zach wants to sign you to Indonesia for six months, are you interested?"
RIGHT ON! This is what I want, no need to dirty my hands to get into their core, six months to destroy Daddy it's a young thing.
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