Forced to Marry Young Master
150. Paying Losses

Still in a narrow contract. Still waiting without certainty. The weight of waiting is uncertain.

The loud sound of the volume of hp makes Arandita

waking up from his long daydream about Secretary Han. About the thread of fate that he tied with his own hands. She's soon

move quickly to get the phone.

“Come to cafe XX at 11 noon

this.”

That'sallthatis. A moment Aran was silent

while staring at the screen. Think on.

“Hei is not necessarily this from him.

Could be this is just a stray spam message.” Aran took his phone back to the carpet.

Back to sitting back. He saw the message on his phone again. 10 Hours past fifteen

the message came in. One more message came in making him jump. He threw a hp

up on the bed. Then go grab the towel and move quickly to the room

baths. Do not forget shampooing, shame to remember past events.

“Finally you're a second late

just.” A message indicating who the sender is.

Hey, he has what rights

threatened me that way. He is not my master. I was wrong anyway. But

why am I afraid too.

Aran has been riding an online motorcycle.

Ask the driver to go to the location immediately. He checked his phone again. Looking at that clock

stamped. "Sorry Brother can be quick, my life and death depends on this." Screaming so loud to hear the driver. The motor continues to drive. Hair is waving everywhere. Dry in the wind. Aran didn't even tie it because it was still wet.

It's still 11 less than ten minutes, though,

when he got into the cafe. Aran looked around.

There's nothing he's looking for. A servant approached him.

“Sorry, I have an appointment with

Mr. Han. Has he booked a place?” Asked while his eyes were still going around,

and back to the screen hpnya. Make sure it's not 11 yet.

“Please Miss follow me.” Servant maid

the woman invites Aran to follow in her footsteps.

Huh! Has he come? Finish up

i'm.

Aran walked in silence, his eyes

alone who went around, but his footsteps followed the woman who walked in

ahead of him. While holding his breath. Stop him at the door.

“Please Miss, Mr. Han already

waiting for you.”

“Eh good. Thanks.”

Aran entered the door. She's already

saw. Secretary Han was already sitting inside. The man saw the clock

his hand when he saw Aran approaching.

“Sit down, you still have time

two seconds.”

Whaaat! so he really will

punish me if I'm late. What is my fault?

“Why Master calls me

here?” the one who was asked quietly did not answer. He took the brown envelope

in front of him. He threw it in front of Aran. The girl was confused. Guess what

the one in it. So far he has not expected anything.

Wait, what is my mass sin

to him. Hey, you can't use it to threaten me. You've already been

forgive and let go of me first.

“Do you have no glass in

home?” Han spoke while looking at Aran without blinking. Make that in stare

they lost 99 percent of their confidence.

“Eh it?”

Why he asked about glass.

Aran reflexes to fix his hair.

She didn't tie her hair because it was still wet. Soon he tidied

hair and tuck behind the ears. Think of the words about glass, because of its present appearance.

How humiliating.

“How do you with not knowing

shame to use the name of the goddess of beauty as the name of the host.” Thin grin

caught Aran a glance at Han's lips. The girl was aghast as she digested the sentence

that mockery.

Whaaat! Aran grabbed the envelope that was in the

in front of him quickly. His hands began to tremble looking at sheet by sheet

the papers. Everything is there. Even up to the account name that he

use it to publish his novels. The amount of electricity bills, the,

the internet and the phone he was using. The amount of money borrowed at the bank he

used to buy his parents' house. All details, up to address and name

her parents. He looked at Secretary Han. The feeling of fear enveloped the whole

his body at the moment. But he tried not to show it. He really

managed to calm his beating heart. Don't let your lips shake

he thought. Until he clutched his fingertips under the table.

He really is a crazy tiger

will not release its prey.

“Indeed what was my fault until Sir

checking my personal life up to this.” Successfully, Aran can talk

smoothly. Without showing fear. His instincts as a reporter in his time

then it applies to this kind of situation.

But Aran was wrong. Han has read

all that. He knew the girl before him quite well, through

the information in

got it for two days. The bug bug that he

release first. His bold and reckless character made Han a little interested

to him. If it had been another girl, she might have cried, run away, or pleaded.

But Aran is different, in his eyes that do not know fear it seems to be possible

useful thought Han.

“ Huh! Faults. Just a few

you forgot last day. You hit me at the bookstore.”

Whaaat! you are hurt! Infuriated

it was upset to hear what Secretary Han said. Your hand is broken

because I hit you.

“Master was not hurt. Even scratched

“Not injured." Clucking pissed "You know, 'cause

you bumped into me I thought back to that shitty event. Didn't already

I told you to disappear without a trace. Never show up in front of me

any more. Disappear from this earth if necessary.”

Are you telling me to die!

“Sorry.” Start to realize it won't

win with any argument given. Maybe he could wear it

the weapon he used, until this man took it off. This time it might work

thought too. “ Forgive me Sir, I will go and disappear from this city.”

“Huh! Late.” Han answered quickly.

“What! Why?”

What's my fault this time.

“You have to pay for my loss.”

Whaaat! Crazy huh!

“How much should I pay

Sir, to treat the loss Mr.” Sok asked, even though he knew, he did not have the money to be able to pay. And he could guess, the nominal that would be mentioned by the man in front of him this would definitely not make sense.

Han mentioned the nominal money

the amount is equal to ten times his salary on TVXX station first.

“It's crazy huh!” Aran closed

her mouth. “Sorry Mr.” He took out the paper piled up before him. “Master

I even know how much my account is. I am a poor man who does not

got nothing. How can I pay that much money.”

Look, he's grinning again. Wanted

what exactly is he.

“Then pay with

your body.” Han's face looked very happy to say so.

“What!” Aran reflexes touching

his shirt. He looked hatefully at the man in front of him. He even pulled his chair back.

He's not the crazy kind of guy

girl, why does she want my body.

“Huh! Besides being poor, reckless, you

also really do not know yourself. Buy a glass as big as your body, so you can

seeing your face every day. You're not my taste at all.”

Annoyed and relieved at the

feel Aran.

“Then what Master means by body

i.” The tone of protest in his words, why say a sentence that can make people misunderstand.

Even if I am not beautiful, I am still a girl.

“ Worked for me. Use the body and

your strength to pay for my losses.”

Why is Han interested in Aran so far because of the resume he received after investigating the girl's past. As a hardworking and reckless reporter. He also has black tires of popular martial arts in the country. And most importantly, he never showed his fear.

Work him? As an employee

Antanna Group's. No, there's no way she's that good.

“What as an Interna employee

Group?” ask also, hoping inwardly if that was the case.he would have status.

“Again you are shameless ya.” Words that immediately made Aran aware of who the man in front of him was.

See, there's no way you're as good

that's.

“Your job is just doing what

the one you were told.”

“Do you want me to be a waiter?”

Slaves more precisely. Aran grinned in his heart.

“Iya.” Han replied casually and clearly.

Whaaat! so it's true.

“I'll give you a job

it's imperative. Don't worry, I'll teach you a triple salary

from what you got from TV station.” Glek, Aran again gulped

count the amount of money he can get. “But of course, it's not

free, you have to pay with your life.”

I had guessed.

“Master is not telling me

committing a criminal act right?” Questions that should not be asked.

“Indeed you think you're stalking me,

taking my vidio and photos secretly is not a criminal act.” Trowel

a poisoned arrow that hit Aran's body.

“Sorry.” Putting your head inside. Sorry about the question.

Though scared, but he also

feeling curious and challenged. Especially when calculating the amount of money

he can get it every month.

Wait, don't be greedy. You're almost

died of your greed, Aran. You also don't know what job to do

you did. This mad tiger even brought the lives of all. Let's think.

Money, money is what

glittering in Aran's mind. Pay a bank loan and live normally.

He is, he I know, but this is my life bet. The life!

“Can I think about it first

Signore. Give me time to think.” Thinking clearly for a few days is enough. Aran will weigh his profits and losses. Obviously he would profit if he saw the nominal money.Maybe the deadly is to whom he worked. But wait, the work environment was not easy. But he can be as firm as a reef and be a calculated reporter. You can Aran now. As soon as his heart said encouragingly.

Let's go home and think clearly.

“Good.”

Thankfully, he was pretty good too

turns out. Hope you're actually a good man, Mr. Han.

Secretary Han saw the clock

her wrist. Aran thinks maybe he's looking at a date or

the day when he should decide.

“I give you ten

minutes, from now.”

Whaaat! Crazy huh!

“Tuan.” Panicked.

“Think, time goes on

move.”

Aaaaaaa, he is indeed a mad tiger!

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