My Daddy Is My Sugar Daddy

My Daddy Is My Sugar Daddy
29. Anyway Lo My Girlfriend


"Grove."


"Yes, Sir?"


Rahadyan. "I pay you to Al a billion for a month's contract. So you know you're not cheap?"


"Of course." The man replied professionally and made no mention of himself being traded. "I also read contracts, so I understand my duties and obligations."


"Good, good. I believe in money."


Rahadyan nodded at the thought of a lot of her money coming out for this.


"So now it is your duty other than that of the two principal. First, do not like my son, let alone dare to touch him. Second, get away from Sergio."


"Yes, sir." Agas replied calmly but very firmly and confidently.


"But before, because you seemed to be having a problem, I'm serving your daughter's efforts to get closer as a friend. This method became one of Narendra's escort methods so I hope you don't misunderstand."


Then now no. Rahadyan wanted to protest but well.


In hindsight, it was impossible for Kalista to be guarded if she did not even like her bodyguards.


"OKAY. The important thing is that you don't touch my son. That's it."


"Yes, sir."


This way at least Rahadyan has taken care of the most important, right? Keeping Kalista plus keeps him away from Sergio plus keeps him tame.


"Yaudah, you take care of Kalista."


"Yes, sir."


A useful robot. Rahadyan was not in vain to hire him expensively.


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Calistas feel lost when Agas is invisible even if only fifteen minutes. He said he went to rest for a while, so Kalista inevitably had to obey.


But it was still a long time for Calista.


Especially between that ....


"Lo could be cheating on you with your own bodyguard! Just two days ago, Iaaaaaang!"


Calista scraped his itchy ears and yawned regardless of Sergio's protection.


"The situation is changing" he said rhetorically. "You want to go home too no pa-pa, I don't care."


Sergio's expression was like he had been shot dead. "Maybe," he murmured faintly. "I can meet the demon girl macem lo!"


Calista was busy wailing around waiting for Agas.


"Lo baby horses aren't the same level as me, well, so obviously I don't choose elo! Shu-shu! There!"


Baby horse.


Sergio was shocked to hear that Kalista was just likening him to a baby horse.


Maybe Sergio is not as happy as his other family, a hobby abroad riding a private jet while showing off expensive watches, expensive shoes, expensive diamonds, or whatever they show off.


But ... but when Sergio who has race blood Cristiano Ronaldo only considered baby horses?!


Yaiya is the handsome Agas, but Sergio is also handsome!


"Gue don't accept." Sergio clenched his hands tightly. "Gue can't take it like this."


Kalista had not even heard, was busy looking at her beauty.


Her hair is deliberately made messy to seem sexy, then her pants are short even more raised to be shorter, and her navel is made in the look so that it is more tempting.


For bodyguard. Just for the sake of the bodyguard, Sergio's black card was discarded.


How dare!


"Calistas."


"Yyyyyyyy." The girl turned around. "Moran? Want to go home? Yaudah, be careful on the road. Greetings to grandma at home, bye."


Sergio rushed over to Kalista, pulling his arm for him to turn around.


"Lo my girlfriend."


"Huh?"


"But anyway my girlfriend! If you don't want to," Sergio glared wide, "gue tell Om Rahadyan if Kalista just pretended to be dating me let him sprain!"


"Say aja. Don't care, no."


"Hooh, really don't care?" Sergio stared defiantly. "Kalo Om Rahadyan know you deliberately make him sprain, you think he wants to sprain again? At least he won't look. You know you want to make emotions."


Kalista's face instantly turned sour.


God fucking.


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