
Naomi slammed her body into the chair with resignation. He extended his hand to Rachel. The woman began to treat Naomi's sharp nails. Cut it until it feels not enough anymore to scratch.
Rachel occasionally looked at the young lady who was quite geeky to her. Wonder at once amazed in the heart.
I thought Mr. Marx would marry the incomparable Miss Haylea. It turns out it's just this geeky girl. Geez, what did Mr Marx see from a girl like her?
Rachel knew Haylea well. Because Adrian's ex-lover is a subscription in the salon where he works.
"Huh, you're really lucky, Miss Naomi!"
"Do you know Mr Adrian well?" Suddenly the question just escapes, and creates a frown on Rachel's forehead.
Mr Marx was her husband, but why did she call him master?
"Who does not know Mr Adrian Marx? I'm sure the whole town knows her" Rachel replied, shuddering Naomi.
"Everyone knows him? Is he an artist that famous?"
Rachel chuckles at Naomi's innocent question. "Of course not, Miss. But he is more famous than the artists. Mr. Marx was even able to get all his desires by just one talk."
"Is he that powerful?"
"What kind of question is that? Does he not yet know who Mr Marx really is?"
"Like that, Miss. That's why no one dared to make trouble with him."
"Then what is my fate going forward?" inner Naomi.
"Do you also know Miss Haylea?"
Rachel who now started cutting her toenails for a moment looked at Naomi.
"of course! He was a former lover of Mr. Marx. Oh, a perfect woman. She made all women envious of her beauty. But wait, why did Mr Marx leave her and instead marry this woman?"
Rachel couldn't guess why.
"Ehm .. Of course I know, Miss. He's a ...."
"Mister Adrian's ex-girlfriend," Naomi quickly cuts off.
"He's my former employer."
Bruk!
The nail clipper in Rachel's hand just fell on the floor. For a while the woman was pecking. He must have thought he was dreaming if he did not immediately pinch his own skin to feel pain.
"What, she's Miss Haylea's ex-servant? Did I hear wrong?"
"What do you mean, Miss?" tanyanya could not believe it. "You must be just kidding, right?"
"I'm not kidding. I'm Miss Haylea's former servant."
Rachel looked at Naomi. In terms of
physically, of course Naomi is nothing when compared to the row of beautiful women who were once rumored to be close to Adrian.
Ting!
The bell stopped the conversation. Naomi immediately got up from her seat to the door.
"Good day, Miss!" Bruno greeted with a feisty smile. "Master asked me to bring you a cell phone." He thrust a paper bag into the hands of his master's wife. "That's the latest phone, miss. You must like it."
Naomi took out the contents of the paper bag and researched the new phone. A cell phone Naomi guessed was very expensive. He never even dreamed of having such a thing. "Is this really for me?"
"Yes!" bruno replied briefly.
"All right! But I won't thank your master. Tell him that I'm so forced to accept it!"
"Okay, I'll tell you. Oh yes, sir already kept some contact numbers there. Including his own number. Please call if you need anything."
"I need nothing from your ugly, forced, arrogant and old master!"
Right after Naomi finished her swear sentence, the phone in her hand rang. The young woman's eyeballs glared at the contact's name on the screen.
"My Sex*xy Husband?"
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