Flora Beauty Scale
Discovering

In the midst of the fun Morgan was soaking for a moment, there were other activities that he was not aware of. Behind the door between where he soaked and released tired with his eyes closed.

It looked as if the pair of hands were fiddling with what was attached to his body. Like feeling uncomfortable, with eyes closed the hand was fumbling his own body from front to back.

"Let's..." After getting what was a hindrance, the hand casually threw in any direction. And soon he returned to his body hugging anything near him.

After feeling enough to freshen up in the early hours of the day, Morgan immediately got up from the bathtub and put on the available bathrobe, while looking at his cellphone that contacted his grandfather or assistant.

But when he just opened the door, the maniknya immediately focused on the figure on the bed who was still engrossed in sleep with a changed position.

The gaze attached to Flora, made her feet rush towards her mobile charger charger desk but the non-monitoring eyes made the foot stumble over something that tied her legs.

"Geez!!" Of course Morgan's reflexes saw what was on his feet.

"It's....." Looks familiar to Morgan and make his manik membola see the object that serves to cover the precious thing.

Not yet finished Morgan's shock, it seemed that the sound of the scream made the figure who was sleeping soundly seemed disturbed. "Why so noisy! Aunt Anju shut the door and get out."

Changing positions with various positions makes the dress with a spaghetti strap it immediately glides freely and shows what makes the blood hot.

"Wear your blanket!" Morgan's reflexes immediately looked for a thick cloth to cover Flora's body.

"My pillow...." In the middle of the search, the door seems to open and makes Morgan reflex hug Flora while fixing Flora's dress.

"Morgan!" Morgan's pair of ears immediately worked with a bead that saw a figure in front of the door.

"Grandfather... i...." Between taking off and continuing, Morgan seems to choose to stick with that position.

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Antoni who did not go to sleep continues to wait for news about his daughter. "How's it?" Immediately, Antoni stood towards his informant.

"Master, there's news. Let's come along soon." Understanding well, Antoni immediately followed his informant who immediately took him somewhere.

There was no talk, until the car stopped in front of the hotel which made Antoni stare at the name of the hotel. "My daughter's here?" Ask what made the informant nod.

"Yes, sir, come on...." With a hasty step Antoni impatiently meet his daughter who certainly rest here because he did not want to see him.

"What number? Say it!"

"Sir, Miss Flora she's..."

"Why does it look so crowded? And that...." Antoni's bead catches from the hallway to a room that looks like a familiar figure.

"Mr Omar?" The summoned figure finally turned his head and there was a shocked look in sight, but he was disguised.

"No, I'm looking for my daughter.... Your own master?"

"I'm picking up my granddaughter, she...."

"That's what it looks like." Seeing the worry, Omar asked back.

"You look worried, maybe I can help."

"Yes, this is my daughter ..... Have you seen him?" The phone that faced Omar's face made a bead that had seen many things several decades it instantly enlarged the phone's screen.

"She's your daughter?" Ask Omar back.

"Yes, have you seen him?" There was no answer, but Omar just opened the door showing a young man in a bathrobe who was with someone in the bed, and when seen again....

"Flora!" Antoni immediately approached Morgan who had laid Flora's body back.

"You... What are you doing my daughter!" With anger that emanated seeing the current state of his daughter made Antoni's head boil and his hands itchy.

"Mr Antoni! Wait!" Omar immediately entered and closed the door tightly.

"Mr Omar, this is.... I'm waiting for an explanation."

"Yes, me too. We'll get the answer soon, Morgan...." Now the two of them were staring at Morgan like prey ready to eat.

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While on the outside, there appears to be some guard with clothes like guests in general. "Thank you, just in time. You're so good, son."

"Yes dad, when I came here I was quite surprised to see young Mr. Morgan with a girl who was his model. And coupled with the receptionist's plan to call the reporters."

"You helped me with my father's work, thank you my son Andre." There was a proud smile on the face of the man who was one of the men in charge of serving lord Omar.

"It's my job, father."

"The journalist has been cleared up and the receptionist will also be taken care of soon. They played wrong with our master.

"So your answer is Morgan....."

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