Forbidden Love Scandal Son-in-law & In-law
Black Non-Master Bag

" We have breakfast first, I'm sure you haven't eaten yet" Fox said.

" But ... " Jelly refused Fox's offer. But his wrist has been held by his big boss without a word of rejection.

The two then walked past the loby. Fortunately, the hotel restaurant is right in front of the lobby. So they are not too long running and have arrived at a long table where many offer breakfast that seduces stomach rumbling.

Crutches .. crutches .. crutches .. Jelly's stomach sounds are heard to the tip of Fox's ear standing next to it.

" Don't you, your stomach's asking to be stuffed." Gets it into Jelly's belly wrapped in a pink blazer.

The embarrassed jelly is half dead. His head could only duck and the fingers of his right hand scratched the non-itchy front neck.

" Come! you don't have to hesitate." Fox said as she set foot into the dish she was going to take and she put it on a wide white plate.

After that for a few minutes they were busy taking the menu presented at the hotel table.

Jelly turns out to have the same taste, namely taking Hong Kong fried rice and omelette meat contents.

A moment after the two put down what menu they took, they looked at each other for half a second and they might inwardly ask. Kok same.

But Jelly immediately scrambled and shifted his chair. Put his ass on the chair, gulp the apple juice that had been so far he wanted to sip the morning thirst quench.

Fox recalled his wife at home for a moment. Every morning, Tamarin always prepares fried rice with various versions and also omelette with various contents changed every day.

But because of breakfast this morning is fairly hasty, he forgot for a moment his wife. Later he will try to contact Tamarin after the meeting is over.

Fox looked at Jelly's face which was like carrying a heavy burden. Fox doesn't remember much about Jelly. But as he remembered, Jelly's parents were quite located and when Junior High, as far as Fox knew, his father even had a hotel in the city of Bandung. But I don't know. Fox did not even see a single car, as a means of transportation Jelly to the office.

His pair of eyes did not stop looking at the activity of Jelly who was engrossed in enjoying breakfast.

" Obviously, what are you riding? if you go to the office." Fox ventured to ask Jelly who seemed to be closed.

Make Jelly's mouth stop the activity of smoothing fried rice and also omelette to get into his stomach.

His pair of eyes looked at the man who was already wearing a ring on his ring finger. Occasionally his eyes steal a glance towards the right ring finger embedded in the circular ring. " I walk." replied Jelly who then took the empty glass in front of her and got up from her seat and went to fill it back with apple juice.

The corner of Fox's eyes that glanced towards the woman who was filling her glass with apple juice returned.

The contents of his head clearly asked, what really happened and he passed since there was no news from each other. Makes him curious and who knows if this is a financial matter, who knows if he can help him. " I'm sorry, maybe it's a privacy issue ... " The unfinished Fox spoke but Jelly interrupted him.

" Eight is less than fifteen minutes. In a moment of meeting, does not a big boss have to tell on time to his subordinates?" jelly's eyes that make Fox embarrassed for his attitude.

Fox could only grunt softly, then got up from her chair and stood waiting for Jelly to pick up the bag on the empty seat next to her.

They then walked out to where the car was parked. No more questions came out of Fox's mouth.

After they reached the office, the two immediately rushed into the meeting room.

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While in the big house exactly in the dining room. Mistress Mint who took the headache medicine after eating her morning breakfast.

" What are you doing?" ask Mr. Kino to his wife.

" From last night my head was throbbing. Last night I bought drugs at the end of the street. But it seems, it hasn't subsided yet." Madam Mint who had just stepped on her two temples.

" Not to be." Madam Mint shook her head.

" Then you better not go to the office" Mr. Kino told Mrs Mint again.

" No, I have to go to the office. Let me have the driver pick me up. I'm leaving first." Mrs Mint got up and shifted the dining table chair and kissed the back of her husband's hand, as did Mr. Kino who kissed both cheeks.

Tamarin could only watch their conversation.

Mistress Mint who stepped away to the yard and called her personal driver to deliver her to the office.

" Take me to the office sir, I'm not feeling well. But I can't leave my job." Mrs Mint ordered one of her private drivers.

This, this one .. can make a man thirsty caress. The madam was so busy that she forgot the great sir. Never mind, it could be a third world war if Mr. Fox and Mrs Mint knew her husband was more attentive to his son-in-law. muttered the private driver who knew a little bit that his great master was giving so much different and slightly excessive attention to his son-in-law.

Moreover, they like to be blatant and do not seem to compromise a place to express their love.

Moreover, said some assistants who are inside, especially the kitchen. Very often, the Great Lord treated his son-in-law so special as the two were in a relationship.

But it is just a rumor that has not been proven by the real actions of the two who were caught in the crossfire by Mrs Mint or Mr. Fox himself.

" Why silence?" mrs Mint asked a little wonder, why the private driver of her house instead looked at her like a dreamy do not stop staring at her.

" I'm sorry, ma'am, I almost forgot. The car that is usually used to deliver all residents of the house has been delivered to the car service place yesterday afternoon. Because it's service time."

" Oh, then use my car." Mrs Mint walked straight to her car next to Mr. Kino's car.

But just got in front of the rear tire of the car belonging to Mrs Mint. The two stopped in astonishment with a slight look down at the rear tire of the car.

" It looks like the rear tire is leaking Madam" said her squatting private driver looking and making sure the car's tires were actually leaking.

" Yes, but last night was also not papa" replied Mrs Mint with an occasional hold of her temple. " Then let's use your car." Ms Mint had even leaned her waist against her husband's car.

" Good madam, I will ask the key to the great sir."

" Yes." she replied softly.

Soon the driver returned with a car key in hand.

" Please Madam." Private driver who opened the middle car door exactly behind the front passenger seat. That's the seat where Tamarin sat last night home from the apartment with her twin Brad Pitt.

Madam Mint got in the car and directly leaned her head. While the driver walked towards the steering wheel and how surprised he was. His eyes are perfectly rounded. He glanced towards the front seat right where Madame Mint was sitting.

There was a black bag and scattered lipstick coming out of place. Jeez Big Master, why play less beautiful anyway.

" Come sir, walk! it's noon." Madam Mint ordered her back to her head.

" Oh, yes, Madam." The driver quickly got in and sat in the steering wheel. Drive the car at a slow speed out of the towering high fence gate.

The driver just deg-degan not careless, if the big lady tetiba knows if there is a black bag no man left in the car Mr.

Occasionally glanced at the big madam from behind the rearview mirror hanging in the middle of the car. A little relieved, because the Madam only leaned her head and occasionally closed her eyes because she was not feeling well.

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