Pursuing the Love of Ex-Wife
Promo: Matchmaking in a Bet, by Na_Les

PT. AP Investments.

At 10:00

Leo, Mr. Abraham's assistant, went into Mr. Abraham's office, carrying the report that Mr. Abraham had to sign.

"How did Zemi and David meet last night? What success? Is Zemi interested in David?" ask Grandpa Abraham while reading the report that Leo gave.

"Um.. if that, it doesn't seem to be going smoothly Sir." replied Leo.

Then Mr. Abraham lifted his face.

"Why? What other problems did that kid have?" ask Grandpa Abraham.

"From Alshad's report, this time Miss Zemi acted like a dirty woman. He peels while he is eating and puts his tilts under the table, continues to burp very hard, then dispose of the wind"

"Stop, stop, stop, stop! No need to continue, I can already imagine how the child behaves!" Cut Mr. Abraham.

Huooh... Mr. Abraham sighed harshly while leaning his back on the back of his chair.

"What do you want the child, working in the company does not want, married does not want, what do you want? Want to play games all his life? Does she have no dreams of getting married and having children what?!" grouse Grandpa Abraham.

"Maybe all this time the man that you've been paired with Miss Zemi is not the type of man Miss Zemi is, so Miss Zemi is acting strangely in front of all those men." Leo replied.

"What kind of man does he want? Fellow gamers have been tried, entrepreneurs have also been tried, racers, artists, youtuber, selebgram, widower, all I've tried to match Zemi, but all men are mental." answer Mr. Abraham.

"Try you ask directly with Miss Zemi, actually what kind of man she wants." Leo replied.

Mr. Abraham was silent.

"I'll excuse you, sir." said Leo and was answered with a nod of the head by Mr. Abraham.

Leos suit left, Mr. Abraham opened his desk drawer and took a photo of the last male candidate who wanted to be paired with Zemi.

"Died you my last hope, if you can't conquer my grandson's heart either, then I'm finished by Zemi's late parents and my wife." monologue Mr. Abraham while staring at the photo of the man who will be in a match with Zemi.

Whether you can get money from where, suddenly Mr. Abraham has a brilliant idea tends to be sneaky to match Zemi with the man in the photo.

Hehe... Mr. Abraham chuckled cunningly and put the man back in the drawer and then took his phone and contacted Zemi.

After ten tries, the Pieters' Young Miss finally answered Grandpa Abraham's phone.

"What Cake?" ask Zemi.

"Basin' bad boy! Why did you take so long to answer Grandpa's phone, huh?! Did you intentionally make Grandpa's tension go up?" gramps Abraham's.

"I'm playing a game, Cake! If Grandpa calls to discuss the matter last night, then Cake, okay." Zemi replied.

"Truly this kid! Quickly come to Grandpa's office now." Grandpa Abraham ordered.

"Can't, Zemi is playing the game." Zemi refused.

"Oh okay, then, Grandpa block your cards, Grandpa have people hack your accounts, Grandpa-"

"Yes... Da... Yes, another hour Zemi to Grandpa's office, satisfied." cut Zemi.

"That's dong! Grandpa wait another hour, one minute, Grandpa blocks everything." replied Mr. Abraham and hung up.

"Haish!!!" furious Zemi.

Inevitably, Zemi stopped playing games, then went to take a shower and prepared to go to Grandpa's office.

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At exactly 11:00, Zemi arrived at Mr. Abraham's study.

"At the same time you are" said Mr. Abraham, looking at the watch in his hand.

Zemi did not answer, he still set his breath that was still boring because of running from the lobby.

"Want a drink?" haggard Mr. Abraham as if he was mocking his grandson.

"Curtain! If you already know his grandson thirsty should not be asked, but directly in love to drink." replied Zemi.

"Based on Grandpa's torturing grandchildren." Zemi chanted.

Mr. Abraham rolled his eyes lazily and stood up from his seat and called Leo and told his assistant to bring a drink for Zemi.

After contacting Leo, Mr. Abraham again sat down on the single sofa.

"So what's this about Grandpa's sending Zemi to Grandpa's office?" ask Zemi.

"Grandfather longs for you." replied Mr. Abraham with a strange look in his eyes. Spotlight eyes that hide an intrigue.

"Don't bother Cake, surely Grandpa would like to send Zemi came to a blind date again right? Zemi doesn't want to! If Grandpa's a victim, don't blame Zemi for embarrassing Grandpa again." Zemi immediately broke Mr. Abraham's intentions.

"Haish, don't be so bad. Who wants to send you on a blind date." replied Mr. Abraham.

"Keep if you don't ask for a blind date, Grandpa wants to tell Zemi, let alone? Don't you think Grandpa has a sneaky plan for Zemi? Aye right?" zemi asked with an intimidating look.

This child, if not only my only granddaughter, I would have traded it for a kinderjoy. Grumpy Mr. Abraham in heart.

Geck... Geck... Chequek.

Suddenly the door to Mr. Abraham's study opened and Leo entered Mr. Abraham's study with a glass of orange juice in his hand.

"Hi Miss Zemi." said Leo.

"This is what I make a special orange juice for Miss Zemi." Said Leo again.

"What special? Poison special?" zemi Syndicate.

Leo puffed his cheeks holding back a laugh at Zemi's rant.

"Special to encourage Miss Zemi from..." Leo hung up his words while glancing at Mr. Abraham, as if saying "from the punishment Mr. Abraham will give."

Zemi raised the corner of her lips.

"I'll excuse you" said Leo.

After Leo came out of Mr. Abraham's study, Zemi sighed harshly.

"Udah tell me what Grandpa wants Zemi's law?" said Zemi.

"Grandson of understanding." replied Mr. Abraham.

"So you confessed wrongly to what you did last night?" ask Mr. Abraham.

"Grandfather, Zemi asked in the law does not mean Zemi admitted wrong. If it's wrong then it's still wrong Grandpa, who told me to like the meaning of Zemi marriage, has been told Zemi does not want to marry. And if Zemi wants to marry, Zemi will marry the man Zemi loves, not the man Grandpa chose." replied Zemi.

"Indeed, this is the era of marriage because in the soul mate." Zemi grumbled softly but could still be heard by Mr. Abraham.

"OK, if you don't want Grandpa to interfere in your personal affairs, Grandpa gives up, Grandpa won't mate you anymore, but..." Mr. Abraham hung his words. The conversation went to the point.

"But what?" zemi asked with a suspicious look.

"But how about we bet?" answer Mr. Abraham.

"bet?" Zemi frowned deeply.

"Bet what?" ask Zemi.

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