IVANA'S FAKE MARRIAGE
JOSÉ

"Put my horse into his kandanng!"

"Well, Mr. Jose", Adrian answered with respect.

Jose moved his feet straight to his office. Before entering his room, the athletic man passed his secretary, Pepitta, who had just come out of his room.

"Good morning by noon, sir, I have a file for Tequila's booking details to send to Mexico this week".

"Hem".

Only a brief grin of response from Almiron's plantation owner. He opened the door of his office. But Jose turned his face.

"Pepitta..call Ellios to my room right now!", His orders.

"Yes sir.."

Jose's heading for the drinks table. Pour the tequila from his estate into a glass. Then he stepped his foot into the balcony. Standing behind an iron fence that directly faces the expanse of his agave plant field.

"Ohhh..."

Jose took a long breath. His face looked cold with a hardened jaw. His eyes were sharp as an eagle. From his place Jose could see firsthand the farmers were working wholeheartedly.

Jose is often like that, watching directly the people who work with him. He does not want to waste time let alone do a futile job, of course Jose can not tolerate lazy people being near him. Without even weighing the slightest of men it will certainly immediately fire such workers.

The workers are very understanding, make the slightest mistake, ready to risk losing their jobs on the Almiron plantation. Of course they did not want it to happen, even though the owner was an arrogant who made it difficult for them, but they still needed a job in Almiron.

Working there is a pride considering Almiron's largest plantation in Jalisco Guadalajara. The plantation even has the largest Tequila manufacturing plant in Mexico. The production has been marketed throughout the country.

Geck..

Geck..

The man sat in his chair and looked at the door. "Lake in!"

"I want you to find out who owns the Nasviell plantation now. If you already know, find the plantation owner's information in detail".

"Remember Ellios...I don't want you to miss out on the slightest bit of information about that person!"

"I want you to get what I tell you until tonight. If you don't get till nightfall, get ready to lift your feet from here! You understand!!"

The young man named Ellios fell silent. The next second he quickly nodded his head. "Okay sir, you will get that information before night" he replied convincingly.

"Goodle. Go, I want to be alone, no one bothers me".

Ellios nodded her head, resigned herself and closed the door of her superior's office.

Jose rested his back on the back of the chair, while the man closed his eyes.

"I'm sorry Leo, if your estate has become someone else's. I've been trying to buy it from your family, to get your plantation back to life and the agave-agave back on Nasviell. I will keep trying to have Nasviell, so you can be happy up there when you see that agave-agave flourishing on your property".

"You can see that Almiron's estate is getting bigger now, my friend. In contrast to Nasviell. But you take it easy I'll continue to monitor your plantation. If the woman who claimed to be the owner of Nasviell is currently making your plantation wriggle again then I will not bother her again, because that is what you want not. Your plantation grew to produce your own tequila like mine".

"Ohhh..."

"I won't forget your help to me just yet, Leo. It will never..."

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