One Night Stand With MR. Bagaskara
Chapter 6.What Do You Want, Mr Bagaskara.?

"Ferisha, come here." The manager suddenly called him.

Ferisha felt like something had exploded in her brain when she heard him say his name. What does the manager call him for.? Could it be that he would fire her in public.?

Although he had always worked very carefully and had a good performance, no one wanted to offend the richest man in the City because of him.

"Ferisha, the manager calls you. Quickly Go," Veira pushed to remind him.

Ferisha pursed her lips with a pale face, and her body trembled slightly, but she still walked step by step.

"Manager, you call me?" Ferisha asked quietly with her trembling voice.

The manager smiled and said, "Ferisha, you were very lucky today. Mr. Bagaskara wants you to take him around. Do your job well and don't make Mr. Bagaskara unhappy."

“Ya?” Ferisha raised his head and looked at the manager in a daze.

The manager frowned slightly, wondering why this always smart girl looked ridiculous today.

Before he could protest, he reached out and pulled her over to Brian's side, handing her over to brian.

“Nona Novandra, please show her home.” Brian said in a soft tone.

He was still expressionless as if he did not know Ferisha at all and they were like meeting for the first time.

Ferisha could not figure it out, but his work ethic immediately calmed him down.

After saying "please" to Brian, he took Brian to the model house.

Everyone in the hall threw envious gazes at him. Actually, none of them knew Brian, but they would be willing to guide such a handsome man even if he did not have a penny.

The model house was still a bit away from the sales office, so they took the car, or rather the two-row Buggy car.

Ferisha invited Brian to sit in the first row and immediately went to the second row to avoid sitting next to him.

“Where should my bodyguard sit,? if you sit in the back.?” Brian teases. Obviously, he knew the plan.

Ferisha. Only then did he see two bodyguards standing beside the back row and staring at him.

He thought it was just two of them, so he chose a buggy car that could only fit four people.Who would have thought that Brian's driver would come along?

It is obviously impossible to ask Brian to quit the buggy car or replace it with a bigger one.

Ferisha said weakly, "Mr Bagaskara, how about ... let one of them join you in the front row.?"

Brian did not say a word. He doesn't look happy. Ferisha could feel it, though he could only see the back of his head.

With no choice, he got off the Buggy car and sat in the front row.

He tried to sit on the other side of Brian. There was enough room for other men to sit between them.

This made her feel safe, yet she did not expect that Brian would come near and sit right next to her.

"Ah." When the two of them touched, Ferisha grimaced.

Brian glanced at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, there's nothing." Ferisha shook her head out of instinct and blushed.

Brian slightly curled his lips and said nothing more, he looked forward expressionlessly.

Ferisha was wearing a business suit with the tip of her short black skirt above the knee. Sitting like this, more than half of his bare feet opened.

Her soft and bright skin glowed, like fine porcelain without pores.

But she had nowhere to hide, she could only lower her head to cover her nervousness, praying in her heart for the carriage to make it to the scon model house immediately.

Usually, it only takes a few minutes, but it feels like months or even years with Brian by his side.

"Here we go." The driver stopped the buggy car.

Ferisha quietly felt relieved and quickly got out of the Buggy car. He lowered his head and said to Brian, "Alright, Mr. Bagaskara, please come this way!"

"M"

Following his lead, Brian got out of the car. Ferisha opened the door and took out his shoe cover. It is a rule that visitors should wear shoe coverings because the floors of all model houses are carpeted. If they do not wear shoe coverings, the carpet will get dirty.

But he didn't have the guts to ask Brian to do it. A VIP like her would not wear dirty shoes, so Ferisha let her in without a shoe cover.

“Do I not have to wear a shoe cover.?” Brian asked Ferisha.

"Um," said Ferisha timidly after a short pause, "Mr Bagaskara, you don't need to do it."

"No, I have to wear it." She walked in and sat on the sofa in the living room, crossed her legs and waited for Ferisha to wear a shoe cover for her.

Ferisha moved her lips and looked at Brian speechlessly with the shoe cover in her hand.

Now that they were home, why did she insist on taking the shoe cover.? Besides, isn't she the one who should be wearing it herself.? Why did he cross his legs.? Is he waiting for her to do that.?

“Why haven't you started.?” Brian frowned and asked.

Ferisha took a deep breath and crouched down to cover Brian's shoes.

Actually, he's never done this before. He dealt with all kinds of clients, and some of them were even stranger than him. But work is work. He can't refuse it. He must please them until they buy.

But wearing a shoe cover is the point. Some girls even sell their bodies because the commission of selling a house like this is quite large, too tempting and irresistible.

Brian narrowed his eyes at Ferisha, who was crouched under his feet, and his eyes darkened.

Ferisha had no idea what Brian had in mind. After changing the shoe cover for him, he stood up and said respectfully, "Mr Bagaskara, it's done."

His voice pulled Brian back into the real world. He stood up and looked at her emotionlessly and asked, "Why are you lying to me.?"

"Ah.?" Ferisha looked at him, she was stunned for a moment, unable to react for a moment.

Brian asked again, "Why are you lying to me.? You gave me a fake name and left without saying anything."

"You're looking for me.?" Ferisha asked in surprise.

"No." Brian denies.

Ferisha moved her lips and thought to herself.If she did not look for him, how would she know he was using a false name.

He lied but he couldn't show it. If it was someone else, he might have laughed and even denied the lie. But that was Brian. If he was looking for her, he just wanted to kill her. Not more.

"Uh ... Mr. Bagaskara, I admit to being wrong. Can you forgive me.?” Ferisha looked down and apologized sincerely.

Brian curled his lips, thinking that he was apologizing for accepting it.

His manner was very softened, and his soft voice rang out in his ears, "Do you know the mistake you made.?"

"Yes, I know. I promise that I will never appear in front of you again. I won't tell anyone about it because it never happened.” Ferisha immediately raised his hand and swore.

Brian's face suddenly darkened with anger.

It turned out that he did not want to get in touch with her anymore, which was why he apologized to her!

"So you want to forget it and move on.? Have you asked my opinion.? Am I tolerant and kind in your eyes.?" Brian said furiously.

"Then what do you want, Mr. Bagaskara.?"

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