Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 214
"Now, finally!"
Finally Dylan and Maria arrived in front of the gate of the mansion owned by Mr. Marcello who stood firmly. Dylan handed Mary's helmet to the girl and prepared to leave. However, just a few steps Dylan stepped out his leg, Maria rushed to grab the man's arm and tried to hold him back.
"Om Udin won't stop by first? Maria will give you good food and drink, will ya?" take Maria with you and pull Dylan's hand.
"I'm sorry, Miss. I can't. I don't want to look for trouble with Mr. Dylan. Could I get fired and how can I pay your billion in damages if I don't work anymore?"
Maria bent her face while looking at Dylan's face. "Yes, yeah okay. Though Mary wants to introduce Om to Mommy and Daddy Maria."
"E-eh, no! I'm ashamed, Non."
Dylan pulled out his hand then prepared to leave as soon as possible.
"I'd better go home, no."
Not yet Maria answered his words, Dylan had already run away from Maria with his matic motorbike in front of the mansion gate.
"Eh, why do I feel comfortable with Om Udin, huh?" murmured Maria as she continued to pay attention to the streets passed by Dylan.
"Heh, Daddy Girl! Stupid again?"
Maria turned her head and it turned out that the Mommy was standing right in front of her while crossing her arms to her chest.
"Eh, Mommy. It's not really, Mom. Maria's motorcycle tyre was leaking, so Maria was late again. Fortunately there is Om Udin who wants to help Maria find a workshop" said Maria
"Udin again, Udin again. Who the hell is Udin, make me curious." Marissa turned to the right and left looking for the figure named Udin.
"Om Udinnya has come home, Mom."
"Yes, already. Quick in! Do you want to stay here?"
"Good, Mom."
Marissa grabbed Mary by the shoulder and led the girl into their luxurious residence.
"You better stop using that bike, dear Maria. If you don't want to be in the same anterin Mr. Driver, you can ask Daddy to buy you a new one, which won't bother you."
"Buy that one, Mom. Tell Daddy I want the same bike with the same motif and don't forget the color pink" said Maria with a big smile.
"Basic Queen Kitty!"
Meanwhile.
After he was away from the Mansion, Dylan immediately contacted Mac, his personal assistant to be picked up.
"Cummer, Mac. Get me right away! I'll share Loc, later,"
"Good, Sir."
After a while, Mac arrived and immediately opened the car door for Dylan. Dylan got into the car and sat in the back seat.
"Let me go home, Mac. I want to clean myself up immediately. Look, I look messy and messy" said Dylan, watching his sweaty body.
Mac chuckles softly. "Areally who is that girl, sir?"
Dylan exhaled heavily and now his gaze seemed blankly glared.
"She's Mary, Mr. Marcello's daughter."
"REally?!" the Mac seemed to be in disbelief. "Is this one of your plans?"
"Come, Mac. I don't know," Dylan replied as he rubbed his face rough.
Suddenly, Dylan's expression turned frantic. The man hugged his stomach and his face looked pale.
"Gosh, my stomach!" cry Dylan.
"What's the matter, sir?" ask Mac who panicked.
Mac pulled his car over and noticed Dylan in pain.
"Don't stop, Mac! I need to get to the toilet right away! If not-"
Boutt .. bookt ....
"Ouch! Absolutely disgraceful!" muttered Dylan who was still hugging his stomach with a deathly pale face.
Mac immediately drove his car at high speed. Between funny and pity, Mac notices Dylan in a stomachache.
"It's because of that girl! Hah, why would I want to follow him in a snack haphazardly," complained Dylan.
"Mr Dylan, our journey is quite far if we go to your residence, should we not look for a public toilet?"
"As for you, I can't take it anymore!"
By force, Mac stopped at one of the SPBU and Dylan immediately entered the public toilet provided at the place.
Mac waited long enough for Dylan in the car. However, it looks like the man is still in the toilet.
Until finally Dylan came out of that place with a limp condition and a paled face. In a hurry, Dylan walked over to his car. Seeing his Master's condition, Mac immediately got out of the car and immediately helped Dylan.
"What exactly are you, sir?" ask Mac worriedly.
"I've just tasted the super spicy meatballs given by Maria and I'm also sure, the drinking water given by the meatball salesman's brother is not boiled water!"
"Good God, Mr. Dylan. May your stomach be fine."
"Mac, call the doctor immediately. Don't be late, maybe I'll sleep in the hospital again like I used to and I don't want that" he said grimacingly hugging his stomach.
"Good, Sir."
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