
CHAPTER 37
“Ah bag and mobile phone”, Pamela holding head with both hands. He glanced at his feet, “Huh”, a rough sigh coming out of his lips. Could this be destiny? Leon picked a flat shoe and he had to get off in the middle of the road.
If Pamela didn't need any more money for Grandma's medical expenses, she would have taken her One Million Euros as far as she could. “Why is life so unfair to me?”, he asked kicking a small pebble on the sidewalk.
If he became a rich man, surely his pride would not be trampled like this. Unfortunately Pamela is just a simple, hardworking woman who transformed into Cinderella. Yes, just different thin both of them racing at the time, if Cinderella wait at 12 pm, Pamela waited until Leon bored and then kicked her somehow.
Money is everything to Pamela, she felt bitter and bitter looking for a sheet of money just for hungry hikers, especially when the winter whack. Pamela as the backbone must rotate the brain and expend more energy to get One Euro. Now he had everything, but there was a heavy price he paid for it all.
Pamela just cried in silence as her footsteps continued to walk, she hoped to find a kindly benefactor who helped her.
Pamela asked a saleswoman who had just finished closing the store, she wanted to know where and where to go to her husband's apartment.
Continued to walk down the darkened street, rubbing both of his arms which felt extremely cold. Heavy rain fell on Madrid City, “Why so far away from Leon” apartment, Pamela was cold and hungry, from noon she had not eaten anything, rubbed her palms, and, and swallowing saliva can only watch restaurant visitors eat warm soup.
“Lapar”, he complained rubbed his stomach, then a crazy idea came to mind, “What I just sell this watch, ah but not Pamela. The cruel master will get even more angry later”, Pamela shook her head quickly.
His body was trembling, his body skin and face were deathly pale and his lips turned blue from the cold. Footsteps began slowly, blurry eyes were exposed and then stroked the car lights. Fate seems to have not gone away from him when two young men pulled Pamela's arm to fall. “Hey j*****hand in your watch and jewelry”, shouted one young man.
“What? No, no don't”, refuse Pamela to protect her property.
BUGH
BUGH
The two young men were helpless, oh of course in terms of posture they lost to the man who helped Pamela. No, this time it was not Dylan, but rather a burly, tall body figure wearing a full suit like a mafia figure from a movie.
“Master thank you”, Pamela cries as she pleases.
“Antonio, what are you doing?”, call a middle-aged woman's voice.
“Nona, you should go from this place because the night conditions are not good for good women like you”.
“Antonio, you really, do I want to fire right now? Uh wait, who's Antonio?”, asked someone from the car.
Pamela peeked for a moment, can be seen from the car that was boarded must be the mother was an influential person in this country.
Mrs Torres was upset that neither her bodyguard replied, she decided to go down and see what Antonio was doing.
“Oh, apparently there are women. Antonio who is he?”
Antonio explained the incident that happened to Pamela, this middle-aged woman also felt sorry. Then took Pamela to enter one of the restaurants across the street, ordering lots of food and warm drinks.
“What's your name? Have we met before? Your face is not foreign”, the soft voice of motherhood flowed to give comfort in Pamela's chest.
“Pamela mistress, it seems like not yet mistress, this is the first time we met”, Pamela replied so politely to Mrs Torres.
Knowing where this kind madam was going, Pamela begged to ride in a luxury car Mrs Torres.
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“Thank you mistress for your generosity”, Pamela smiled warmly.
“Ah wait what is your name and live in which unit?”, asked Mrs Torres very passionate, she has fallen in love at first sight, loving Pamela. If only he could have another child, he would be the same age as Pamela.
“Pamela, mistress. For which unit, sorry I did not say, because I only work here. Excuse Madam”.
Pamela rushed into the lobby and unfortunately again she forgot the access card to be used to enter the elevator. “Huh how this”, complained Pamela then approached the information section asking for help.
While in the parking area, Mrs Torres was still looking inside the building to confirm something.
“Mistress why don't you come down? Won't you want to meet Young Master?”
“Thank you Antonio for reminding me”, Mrs Torres got off following Antonio to the special elevator.
Arriving upstairs, let alone entering Leon's still dark apartment, this middle-aged woman growled in annoyance. “Leon, where are you, Leon”, call mom's signature voice. “Where is that brat, why is the penthouse dark? Is he unable to pay for energy anymore?”.
Ordered Antonio to turn on the lights, after all bright with maximum light. Mistress Torres gasped at the chaotic appearance of her son who had just entered the penthouse.
“Mom?”
“Leon?”
Say mother and son at the same time.
“Based on a bad boy, where have you been? What went to see j***** that, huh. Tell Leon?", hit Leon's chest very strongly with an expensive bag worth hundreds of thousands of Euros.
“Why did mom not tell you will visit?”
“For what, huh? Do you want to do a show in front of me? Basis”
Leon who had a headache because he could not find Pamela, had to get sick to his ears that buzzed at the sound of the woman who had given birth to him.
After escorting Megan, Leon searches for his wife to the place where he dropped Pamela off. But found nothing, until he ordered his men to bring Pamela home, until a few hours of search still did not find a bright spot.
“Where are you Pamela?”, asked Leon in his mind.
Leon escorted Mrs Torres out of the Penthouse more precisely until entering the elevator, whether lucky or not because of Pamela's absence did not make her mother confused. What would happen if Mrs Torres caught Leon with a woman in the penthouse.
Alonso who was also down to go home immediately locked staring at the Young Lady who made him confused, with certainty Alonso stepped up to Pamela.
“Mistress, since when are you here? Why don't you go to the penthouse?”
“I can not Alonso, my access card left in car”, great-grandson Pamela who has tired of facing today.
Finally Alonso brought Pamela into the penthouse, so sorry for her young mistress. Pamela's body suddenly stiffened to see her husband standing staring intently as the door opened.
...TBC...