IVANA'S FAKE MARRIAGE
OFFER

"Can I help you gentlemen?"

Lizzy stood at the door.

"Include me Adrian the foreman of the Almiron plantation in the meantime Mr. Sebastian the lawyer of Mr. Jose Miguel Almiron".

Ivana could clearly hear the introduction.

"Mr Sebastian would like to speak directly with the owner of this plantation, are you the owner?", Adrian asked in full detail.

"No. But my boss is the owner", Lizzy replied, turning her head to Ivana, who was not far from her.

Ivana gestured for Lizzy to let them meet her. Iv was honestly wondering what they wanted. Since the beginning of the arrival he and Lizzy have been in the barrier.

"Hm..Had better talk directly with Miss Ivana what is the purpose of meeting her" said Lizzy opened the door wide and let the two enter.

Ivana who heard Lizzy's words quickly turned her body to face the barren field again. The clattering of footsteps could be heard clearly in Ivana's ears.

"Sorry to bother you Miss Ivana. You have guests" Lizzy said politely and respectfully.

Ivana who pretended to have just learned of their presence slowly turned her body towards the three people who were behind her.

"Who are y'all? And you... What are you doing on my estate?", Ivana stared intently at Adrian.

Adrian gestured with his hand so Ivana would calm down and she would explain. "Pardon me and my men, miss. I am Adrian foreman of the Almiron plantation. The plantation that borders right on your Nasviell plantation".

"In the meantime Mr. Sebastian's lawyer is Mr. Jose Miguel Almiron, owner of the Almiron plantation".

Ivana crossed her arms to the front of her chest. "Say what need did you meet me for?", he said with a sharp look at Adrian and Sebastian.

"Mr Jose has an interesting offer for you, miss. He wants to buy Nasviell plantations at a high price" Sebastian said at the core.

Ivana scrunched her forehead, hearing the man's intent and purpose in meeting her. Lizzy was shocked to hear that, too.

"Tell your boss, I won't sell a piece of land. You understand!", Ivana stared intently at Sebastian and Adrian who exchanged glances.

"You better think about it, miss. Your plantation has been destroyed, even Nasviell is not worthy of being called a plantation anymore because there is nothing else on this land. Miss will get a big advantage if you take it off to Mr. Jose", Sebastian said in detail.

But Sebastian's words clearly make Ivana ride apitam. "How dare you say that about my plantation. Looks like your eyes are blind, Mr. Sebastian. You see me, do you think I need your rich boss's money, huh?".

"Until death I won't sell Nasviell to your boss. Tell your haughty boss. Step over my corpse first if you want to own my land!", exclaimed Ivana ketus.

Sebastian and Adrian fell silent at Ivana's call. "But you better think about Mr. Jose's offer, miss–"

"No need! Leave my farm right now! Don't ever meet me with the same thing, because I made sure to refuse! You are my words, gentlemen".

"Okay, we're leaving. But I suggest think about our boss's offer".

Sebastian opens his briefcase and picks up the blue map. "You should read Mr. Jose's fantastic offer for this barren land" Sebastian said sarcastically.

Sebastian put the map on the dusty table, making thick dust scatter. Sebastian flicked his hand right in front of Ivana.

The two men soon passed.

"Ohhh..."

Ivana took a long breath. "We'd better find the nearest inn. Tomorrow morning we find someone to fix this place. Tomorrow I want to go around the land" said Ivana stepping out. The girl had no interest in seeing the contents of the map that Sebastian left behind.

But Lizzy was curious, what the contents of the map were. He took it without Ivana's orders.

"Quick Liz! Do you want to sleep there?", shouted Ivana from inside the car.

With half a run Lizzy came out following her boss. "Of course not miss. To be honest, this place scared me. It's dusk, it's gonna be dark soon. Must be here a lot of ghosts", great-grandson Lizzy sneaked while widening both eyes shuddering in horror his body trembling at the thought of the night atmosphere on Nasviell.

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