Flora Beauty Scale
Acceptable

Flora's originally beaming bead instantly changed when she saw the look of the figure before her. Not only him, but the sharp-eyed man was also like him.

"Mr Morgan she's Flora, she passed the selection and...."

"Isn't it wrong? She's...."

"No sir, this is correct. Sir saw it too."

'Her partner wants to prank me.'

"I hear this company is very selective in choosing. If there is a mistake, then it becomes a question, right? I don't care if I'm not the chosen one." With confidence and straightforwardness Flora spoke and with the frequency of such sounds, all of them certainly heard clearly.

Flora did not even hesitate to stare at the figure in front of her. 'What will you do after this?' Flora did not care even though she would be hit by a storm after this.

"Then, this is the model. Tell him immediately, for the work to come, not.... tomorrow!" After emphasizing the passage he said, Morgan soon passed leaving Flora .

Flora was still staring at the arrogant figure slowly moving away from her. "Well Flora, I'll be a co-worker and direct you." A young man asked Flora to speak.

"Ah yes, sure. It's nice to meet you." Both of them smiled and shook hands, but it seemed that the way of the wood still shown the woman.

"I'm Sely." He introduced himself in his own style.

"You can call me Flo."

"When you look at it, you don't seem to be local. Or have you settled here?"

"Your guess is right. I'm not from here."

"You're so beautiful, even that ray of your beauty was so radiating from the entrance. You have a characteristic that no one else has. You're mixed, huh?"

"Es interfering?" It was Flora who made Sely laugh.

"You can joke too. Before your eyes brought war to my boss."

"Boss?" Both are still busy talking and sitting in the chairs that have been provided.

"Yes, that handsome guy is our boss. You can't possibly not know? But it seems so, seeing your gaze and reaction. She is the third generation of the Madush family, Morgan Daneil Madush." It was very clear that Flora heard the words of the woody man.

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"Master wants to go home?" Ask Bry who is driving the car.

"How dare he talk and look at me like that." Instead of answering his henchmen's questions, Morgan was talking to himself.

"Master?"

"What's? You can't just drive? Any issues?" I don't know what made that sharp man angry.

"No sir, but you want to go home? Or how?"

"Home home, my head hurts a lot!" After hearing that remark, Bry did not ask any more and split the streets towards the branch residence in the country.

The big gate had already welcomed the arrival of such a shiny silver car. After being confirmed to enter, the gate was immediately closed and the car door opened showing a figure who was upset for some reason.

Morgan continued his steps and as he passed through the dining room, his footsteps stopped. "Hows it? Grandpa heard it's got."

Morgan took a breath of time before discussing this. He should have known that his grandfather was home.

"Yes cake, it's."

"His name?" .

"As for cake, I'm sure Grandpa already knows the ins and outs of not just names. I want to break the cake, my body and head are not good." Eluh Morgan held his head.

"You haven't changed. This is what Grandpa doesn't like. You're a big boy, but you're still doing it. Grandpa's dizzy to see how you're behaving, it's appropriate that your Papa raises his hand."

"I'm not an actor in a cake movie, or a superhuman. I've done it all, which hope have you not given me?" Ask Morgan.

"much. You wanna hear? This attitude of yours, you might be able to use it to intimidate our opponents, but not to all of Morgan's people. They don't understand you...."

"I don't need to be understood by anyone else. Why should I think about it?"

"Of course you have to, you've grown up. Your head's almost three, but no woman yet. I don't know what my granddaughter's criteria are. If this continues, grandfather can die!" Morgan's pulsating head was now increasingly pulsating.

Morgan turned his legs and was already in front of his grandfather. "Grandfather, his three heads still haven't appeared. I'm still young, and grandpa won't be gone anyway." But the old man was just silent to make Morgan have to spend his extra energy.

"Alright, after launching our company necklace, I will accept your choice."

"Really?" Morgan's efforts were not in vain.

"Yes, I promise." The man who had had the wrinkles immediately smiled brightly because he knew his granddaughter would not be easy to make an appointment.

"I'm like sipping on a longevity potion."

"Can I sleep now?" Ask Morgan who is really tired.

"Yes, sleep. We'll be launching soon. You need to rest. Grandpa will call your dad and mom." Morgan nodded and walked back to his room.

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"How's Flora?"

"Do you really not know?" Ask Flora who made the dialogue of Mr. Surya so futile.

"But I prefer the answer that comes directly from the person."

"Thank you, I graduated! I will start in the near future "the happy face of Flora is not hidden anymore, and sir Surya is also happy.

"I know you made it." Amidst the happiness, Mr. Surya put a letter in front of Flora that made him wonder.

Seriate.....

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