Forced Wedding
S2 Inca - Daxon 11
" Hello .. My future wife! you looking for me?"
Inca was still fixated on staring at the man who was now officially her fiance.
" We dance. Hmm?"
The man immediately grabbed onto the slim waist of the Inca and looked at her.
The Inca followed Daxon's movements, leading him toward the dancing crowd.
The look of their eyes stuck to each other without blinking. I don't know what is felt by the Inca at this time so that he was able to compensate for all the agile movements of Daxon who occasionally twisted his body following the music.
All eyes were on the couple while clapping their hands. And there were a pair of eyes staring intently at them.
" It turns out they're really serious. Is it true that Casanova's men like Daxon have fallen for such an ordinary woman?" muttered Gris who was present at the engagement event with the Daddy.
" Daddy did not expect, Daddy's daughter lost to ordinary women and from poor families like him. CK CK CK."
Gris turned to look at the Daddy who was suddenly standing next to him.
" A CK. It's because I'm not interested in that guy" Gris said.
" really? But still, Daxon prefers that woman over you, baby," said Glen Johnson.
" Daddy .. Why does Daddy seem to compare me to that village woman!" firmly Gris and went straight from before Glen.
While Glen, he just shook his head looking at the princess's behavior.
" Basic spoiled," he said.
As Gris grumbled, he accidentally bumped into a beautiful woman in front of him.
" Hey .. don't you have eyes!!" snapped Gris.
Er frowned looking at the woman.
" Haii girl .. we meet again here," Er said in her elegant style.
" Don't be so smart because we don't know each other!!" sahut Gris with a sharp tone.
" Hey ... What's up, Beby?" said Arga who appeared from behind Erlina.
" There's nothing. I just say hello to this woman" Erlina said.
Arga clasped Er's slender waist and stared intently at the face of the arrogant woman who had spoken tightly to the wife.
Gris lowered her face as she got that sharp look. He felt intimidated by that look.
" Hello ... Mr. Glen. Nice to meet you here" said Arga.
Then Glen's gaze was fixed on the princess who was bowing her face.
" Dear .. are you okay?"
Arga and Er looked at each other.
" Is she your daughter, sir?" asked Erlina politely.
" yes. She's my only daughter, let Gris introduce you to them" Glen told the princess.
' What!!! that's right. Why should I introduce myself to them?' inner Gris.
" Griss ..." call Glen when the princess doesn't introduce herself.
" cn ... My name is Griss Alya Johnson. I'm the sole heir of the entire Johnson family fortune," Gris said, introducing herself arrogantly.
Er smiled obliquely at the way Gris introduced herself. The woman called her name without extending her hand. His face turned and did not look at his interlocutor.
Very arrogant, that was what Er had in mind at the moment.
" I am Erlina Mahardika and this is my husband Arganta Mahardhika," Er said politely and gracefully.
" Any yes, Mr. Glen. It seems like your daughter should be taught how to behave politely and gracefully. Because it's completely invisible from your daughter's self" Er continued.
Gris looked back at Erlina while clenching her hands. She looked annoyed that Er had already boldly said that to her daddy.
" yes. That's right, he was indeed very spoiled and haughty. Maybe I should educate her strictly again" said Glen.
" Dadd ..." said Gris dislikes it.
" I can give you advice if you want, sir," said Arga.
" yes. Tell me what your advice is, Mr. Mahardika. So that I can change my daughter's attitude," said Glen, who made Gris tick at her, but was not cared for by the man.
" Take all the luxury you gave her. Inevitably he must learn to maintain his attitude and not be arrogant anymore. Okay, I'm sorry."
Arga immediately took Er's hand away from the presence of Glen and Gris after giving his advice.
Meanwhile. Glen smiled obliquely upon hearing the suggestion from Arga.
" I'll try it."
" Daad !!! I don't want to!!" yell Gris.