
“There are still 10 minutes left. May I ask you something?”
“hmm. Ask aja.” Valerie replied, nodding. Both of them still survive in the same position, but neither of them wants to finish because it is actually equally sticky like duct tape.
“In your circle, is it possible to know the threat behind this disaster?”
“Circle said?” So heavy. Valerie was stunned by Victon's words until her eyes automatically opened. It was not as if he did not put his ears up or open his eyes wide. It's just that, his brain is not that smart in absorbing information.
“We know in general as a provision to run the task. Everyone has the same task but a different function. You must have known that one of us was a secret agent. For sure, I'm not .” Answer Valerie as she is.
Valerie carries out this task because she believes in her dexterity, not her intelligence. His brain, which is only a few milliseconds, cannot possibly understand complicated and convoluted things.
“Really? I thought you were a spy.” Victon combed Valerie's hair with her fingers. He tried to create a brief romantic moment, even though the discussion went nowhere.
Valerie closed her mouth again while enjoying those strokes. It's comfortable, until he's completely overwhelmed. “Many misunderstand. I'm not that smart. My college was a mess and eventually this job became the only way for me to run away from papa.”
“Lecture?” Beo Victon's.
“Eeemmm, I honestly don't like to learn and papa always makes me study business. So, I stopped deh.”
Valerie is probably one of the unique women on the planet. In different cases, living a life of treasure becomes a most beautiful gift. Even some are willing to defend it, even under pressure though.For Valerie it does not apply.
Being a bodyguard includes hard work. But the girl remained firm on the principle of her life wanting to be free.
Victon now chuckles then pinches Valerie's cheek so anxious she. “Papa know if you quit?” victon asked again and Valerie answered with her head. Or rather he who does not know. Valerie understood very well how the papa was always watching her.
“Papa must be so that your future is neatly arranged. So...”
“Ck, don't talk about it. Males I heard it.” Valerie's mood was bad because meeting her ex and hearing Victon's words only worsened. I think he wants to leave right now.
“iya..iya .. do not discuss anymore. Don't go yet!! there's still 5 minutes left.” It was indeed a mistake of his mouth, Victon did not intend to ignite the fire. However, he did not know if the conversation became sensitive when carrying the name of the father.
“Then I asked the others. Have you lived in Indonesia since childhood?” Victon asked as he pulled the grumpy girl back into his lap.
“Kok I was like in this interrogation? Honestly, what information do you want from me? Although I am not smart, but also not that stupid.” Valerie said with her firm tone while squinting her eyes.
Get caught! Victon was trying to find information. Unfortunately again, all clues point to the Giovanni family, while the data he obtained is very little or may also be closed. There is nothing interesting but the day, date and year of the massacre 32 years ago.
Victon was prejudiced by his family's involvement with Giovanni. But in order to keep the heart of the lover, he must filter and choose the right word so as not to make things more difficult.
Really, Victon didn't want to accuse or how. But a misunderstanding suddenly occurred when Valerie had raised her voice.
“Hey..hey, this is just my assumption. I'm not sure either.” Victon clasped Valerie's clenched hand. “And you first told me about your uncle. Aye right?” Victon said as softly as possible.
What makes Valerie angry is that Victon seems to want to corner her and make her look like the mastermind behind all of this. But Victon explained that he didn't mean it.
“Kok she is very sensitive anyway?” Victon's mind was confused for a moment. Confused as to how 'bout, because Valerie is the stubborn type of woman. If they continue to argue, they can fight afterwards, he does not want it to happen.
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2 Hours later, in the meeting room.
Everyone broke up except for a representative of Victon's business partner. Now, there are 3 people left in the meeting room because Aldi chose to pass with his busyness.
“Can I ask?” Ask a woman named Sonya.
"What does he want?" Valerie had been watching the woman's movements since then. Strange but real. “Ehemmm. Please.” Victon is the same.
Seemed on purpose when Sonya puffed her chest as if showing her attractive side. I mistakenly thought he. Victon wasn't even excited.
Nevertheless, the actions of the woman had already crossed the line. His hand had already crept on Victon's arm in his sensual style, then he sat sideways on the large table right in front of the still flat-faced Victon.
“Are you married?.” Sonya asked again with an expression that made Valerie want to vomit.
Grebe…
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- To Be Continued