My Naughty Fiance's
Guru

Grace stepped in with a blazing spirit entering the office building. I can't wait to meet Oscar. Grace greeted security kindly and cheerfully, the same thing the girl did as she passed the receptionist girl.

"Hi, Jane," he said before the receptionist girl could return her greeting.

Grace also greeted all the employees waiting in front of the elevator with her signature smile even though the employees were looking at her strangely. Yeah, naturally, he's not quite recognizable there yet. Her first day of work ended in the hospital, and after a day of hospital stays, she continued healing on her face for two days at home. In total, he volunteered for three days. He promised he would never get sick again. He must be healthy and focused on carrying out his mission. What mission? Grace gave the title: CONQUER OSCAR IN 30 DAYS.

Time is brave enough in his opinion, but he has to give a challenge to himself also convinced that he can. Helli convinced himself to be more confident with his abilities. Although he is not sure what his ability is. Does loving in silence for years fall into the category of ability? If included, it might be the only ability Grace has.

The elevator door opened, Grace stepped in with even more vigor. Jeez, in the future he will feel this feeling, pounding incoherently as he heads to the floor where the idol is.

Grace looked at the canteen she was carrying with a meaningful smile. Oscar doesn't like sticky and greasy food. In particular he asked his mother to make provisions for Oscar. Surely his family thought that it was for him. And maybe only Helli knows about it.

Finally, the elevator door opened. It came to its purpose.

"Based on son of a bitch, you brash!"

Grace gasped in shock at the thunderous sound emanating from the Oscar room. Curious and worried by what was happening inside, Grace immediately pushed the door. Mr. Lawrence and Lawrence Junior are in a fight.

Jimmy looked angry, staring at his son sharply while the half-drenched Oscar only showed a cynical smile as he rubbed his wet face casually. No one noticed Grace there.

"I have the same brash teacher," the cynical smile on Oscar's missing face was replaced with a murderous look full of hostility.

"There's a teacher there's a student, Jimmy," Oscar laughed mockingly. The man stood up, his appearance was extremely messy. Some of the buttons opened and Grace squealed as soon as she saw the man's pants zipper was unbuttoned.

It was only then that the two men of different generations turned to him.

Grace was misbehaved, Oscar looked at her flatly while Jimmy looked frowning.

"Sorry, I..."

"Do you intend to work or do you want to play around, miss?" Jimmy asked in a cold tone. "The company does not need lazy people who do not understand the hours of work and professionalism."

"No need to vent your anger on him, Old Man. I gave him permission to take a holiday. He's my secretary."

"Tie your pants properly if you don't want your secretary to re-screech. I don't think London's short of hotels for you to vent your passion for a bunch of cheap nets playing around with you."

"My brain collection is also inherited from my teacher," Oscar pulled the buttons on his pants. "I learned from you, Teacher. It's your upbringing" Oscar passed, deliberately nudging his father's shoulder. She pulled Grace's hand, leaving the room.