Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 109

"Daddy, Daddy ever see Daddy's first son? How's face? He must be handsome, just like Dad, right, Dad?" marissa asked as they were walking around enjoying the beauty of the garden behind the Mansion.

At that time the couple Fattan and Ethics were in the park. They surround the garden while occasionally taking selfies among various types of flowers.

Marcello smiled as she clasped Marissa's shoulder. "Yes, he is very handsome, just like Mr. Riyadh. Besides being handsome, he is also smart. He works in your father's company on the sidelines of his college activities. Oh yeah, wasn't she also present at our wedding yesterday? Don't you remember, he had a chance to congratulate us,"

Marissa shook her head slowly. "Maybe he might have given his congratulations, but since I didn't know him, he didn't pay much attention. Um, I'm sure Dad must be proud of her, right? While I-i-"

Marissa's words came to a halt because she felt ashamed at that moment. Marcello noticed Marissa's facial expression and was puzzled by what her wife was thinking.

"What's wrong with you, Cha?" ask Marcello.

"I'm actually embarrassed, Dad. There is nothing to be proud of me. Never mind being good at doing business like it, my college has never been finished" replied Marissa with a wry smile.

Marcello laughed at Marissa's words. "That makes your lecture unfinished, who?" marcello Goda.

Marissa bent her face. He was upset to hear the man's laughter. "Yes, Icha too, anyway. But that's all because Icha often runs away, runs away from Daddy of course. Daddy's ending sucks, you know!" pissed Marissa.

"But not anymore, is it?"

Marissa threw her sweet smile then clenched the man's body tightly. "Still, even if not every day" he answered.

Back to Ismika.

With hasty steps, Ismika walked down the room in her luxurious residence. He went to the front yard and approached his personal driver.

"Sir, to the XX hotel."

"Okay, Madam."

Ismika got into the car and sat there with a riled face. After that, his personal driver followed and immediately drove the car to the hotel referred by Ismika.

Ismika continued to mutter ria. He did not expect that he would be caught in the worst situation in his life history. Where the man who had been his lustful gratifier, is now a parasite in his life.

"How do I get rid of that guy? Should I do the same, like I got rid of Dian back then? But no, Dian alone could still survive. Especially that stupid guy!" the upset.

It turned out that the man was waiting for him in a luxurious room that he had deliberately ordered before. The man only wore a sleeping kimono back then and he smiled warmly as he welcomed Ismika's arrival.

"Welcome, my dear. How are you, I have missed you so much" said the man as he approached Ismika.

"That's it, don't talk too much. What exactly do you want from me? The money? How many, just say it!" resounding.

The man grinned as he brought his body closer to Ismika's. He stroked the beautiful hair of Ismika who was scattered while whispering softly beside her ear.

"I need warmth from you, Ismika. We haven't done that in a long time, have we? Now let's have some fun, after all you haven't had the warmth of a man in a long time, have you?!" whispered.

At last Ismika collapsed and followed the man's words.

A few hours later, Ismika and the man walked out of the hotel. Before Ismika entered her car, she handed over some money to the man. From a distance, someone accidentally noticed them. He stopped his car after seeing Ismika walking with a man he did not recognize.

"Isn't that Mama, then who is that man? Let's not say what Papa said is true. Nope, no! I mustn't have such bad thoughts before I get any real evidence" Zaid muttered as he continued to watch over them from a distance.

"From now on stop calling me. Forget everything that has happened between us and just assume we never know each other" said Ismika.

The man again sneered cunningly. He raised his eyebrows while looking closely at Ismika's face.

"But I still need you."

"Not me, but my money!" resolute Ismika with an annoyed face returned the man's gaze.

"Road, Sir!" tell the Driver.

Ismika's personal driver immediately drove his car and darted away from the hotel.

"Ismika, ismika .. it's not that easy to forget me. I'm not a toy you can play with when you need to and you throw it away after you're satisfied to play with it. I will always be a shadow in your life, ismika. Who is always present and follows wherever you go" the man murmured with a satisfied smile as he had already earned some money from the woman.

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