Substitute Bride For Young Master
Chapter 4's
Without feeling it was almost afternoon when finally the meeting at the Amber’s Company building ended. The meeting only happened during lunch break. Lorie really uses her time very efficiently and efficiently because she still has to do meetings with Drun Industry. The meeting will be held in two days at the Club Royale not far from the Amber Hotel.
Drun Industry is a multinational company engaged in biochemical weapons and microchips. They are interested in the development of control chips that are being carried out by Doctor Ana and want to work with Jotuns Corps. Alex was supposed to come to the meeting, but because the guy couldn't come and Lorie was here, so Lorie proposes that she alone represents Alex to negotiate with the owner of Drun Industry.
The screen of the phone that lit up on the table caught Lorie's attention. Amber's name is seen when Lorie approaches and grabs the object.
Aunty, is the meeting over?
Lorie reviewed a smile and replied to the message.
Just new. Did you have any extra lessons today?
There, Daddy's gonna drop me off soon, but I miss you ....
Lorie chuckles softly and sends a voicemail, “Go before your father hits your ass, Little Girl.”
Shortly thereafter, a reply voicemail went into Lorie's phone.
“Aunty too, right work, otherwise Daddy will cut your salary.”
That cute and adorable voice made Lorie's laughter even louder. He shook his head before tidying up the documents on the table and walked out.
“Thank you very much for your time, Vice CEO Lorie. I hope we can meet again on another occasion,” said Jenifer Watkins who drove him to meet George in the lobby.
“Same-sama, Miss Watkins. See you soon.”
Lorie gets into the car and asks George to drive her downtown.
“You want to visit Piazza San Marco, Miss?” george asked with a glance from the rearview mirror.
“Eng.” Lorie nodded and smiled towards George. He really wants to go there and take a gondola to enjoy the city of Venice from above.
Piazza San Marco is the center of Venice, also known as Mark’s Square. The place is a square that became the center of the activities of the residents as well as the location for the government building. There, tourists can visit attractions in the region, two of which are Doge’s Palace and Correr Museum.
“Good, Miss. Fasten your seat belt!” exclaims George while pressing the gas pedal deeply.
Lorie chuckled at the behavior of her men. He felt excited too. After a long meeting that absorbed all his energy and thoughts, he really needed refreshing. In addition, the plan is that he'll drive around to look for souvenirs for triplets and Billy's kids. They always pick it up every time they travel from abroad or out of town. It did not matter because he also liked when the children scrambled and swarmed him. Knowing them since they were babies, and also watching their growth and development, Lorie seemed to have a special bond with the adorable boys.
“Miss, we have arrived,” said George while parking the car in the parking lot located in the square area.
“Thank you, George. You want to go around?” tawar Lorie's.
George laughed so hard that his dimples were printed. The young man shook his head softly and replied, “I'm tired of walking around here, Miss. But if you need a guide, I'll be happy to accompany.”
“Hm ...really? Then you can go home. I'll drive around by myself.”
“How do you go home later?” george asked a little worriedly.
“Don't worry, I'll take a taxi,” replied Lorie.
“You sure?”
Lorie chuckled softly as she replied, “I'm not a child, Geoge. Go home.”
“Good .. Then, see you later, Miss. You can contact me to take you anywhere.”
“Oke.”
Lorie got down from the car and stood on the side of the road. He waved as George honked and darted past him.
The woman grabbed her briefcase and walked to the front of the square. There Lorie worried for a moment to decide whether to take a gondola or a water bus. Eventually he kept riding the gondola like his initial goal. He went to the counter and bought a ticket for 18 Euros, then climbed on one of the golden red gondolas that were about to leave.
There were only five people on top of that gondola. A pair of white-haired tourists and a pair of men and women who seem to be enjoying their honeymoon. Lorie is the only one who is single. However, it does not prevent him from enjoying the beauty of Venice City through the gondola.
The boat passes through small canals in the inner part of the city and twists under the Rialto Bridge— - one of Venice's most famous bridges. The driver of the gondola who also serves as a tour guide explained that the Rialto Bridge bridge was built on the Grand Canal since 1588-1591 and connects San Marco and San Polo roads. In the past, at the beginning of its construction, Rialto Bridge still uses wood as a bridge material, before finally being replaced with marble.
At the end of the trip, the driver thanked his passengers in fluent English. Lorie gave the tip to the middle-aged man before getting off the gondola.
“Thank you!” lorie exclaimed as she waved her hand excitedly.
The expression on the woman's face that had been tangled now looked very bright and cheerful. He stepped lightly towards the direction indicated by the driver. From a distance, the building of a magnificent Venetian Gothic style palace was already visible. Lorie paused for a moment to take a photo of the building against the backdrop of the afternoon sky. He smiled with satisfaction staring at the camera capture of his phone and walked back to the building.
Doge’s Venice is the supreme authority of the Republic of Venice. The building has been open as a museum since 1923. In addition to the luxurious and beautiful architecture of the building, there are many works of famous artists on display in the museum. One of the most famous is the world's largest oil painting by Tintoretto. That was the information Lorie read from the internet. And now, he stood in front of the masterpiece while being amazed.
“This is truly amazing,” muttered as he looked up and looked at the painting that filled the entire wall behind the Doge throne.
The oil painting managed to describe the splendor of Venice City perfectly. As Lorie pulled out her phone and was about to capture the moment, someone nudged her arm so that her phone fell to the floor.
“Oh!” exclaimed Lorie and the person who hit her together.
“Gosh, I'm sorry, Miss ..”
A man leaned over in front of Lorie and picked up the phone that had fallen due to her carelessness just now.
“This, please check if there is any damage or not, I will pay if there is one—“
Lorie's eyebrows are linked. He looked at the man who had just hit him with squinting eyes.
“Raymond?” call him a little doubtful.
It had been three years that they had not met, but the appearance of the man before him had not changed at all.
Raymond, who was surprised because he had focused only on the phone in his hand, immediately turned to his interlocutor and scanned the familiar-looking face for an instant.
“You're Raymond Dawson, right?” ask Lorie to make sure that her vision is not wrong.
“Betul. And you are ...” Raymond looked astonished.
Lorie was not offended that the man did not recognize her, he himself sometimes did not recognize her present appearance.
“Lorie. Bodyguard Kinara Lee .. um, I mean I used to be ...”
“I remember you!” raymond cried while jumping forward and hugged Lorie tightly, as if he was letting go of longing with relatives he had not met.
Lorie's face looked surprised and a little clumsy, but Raymond seemed to be unaware of it.
“Gosh, it's been a long time. Who are you here with? Holiday or work?” raymond's lick was in a row, making Lorie did not know which one to answer first.
“There is a good restaurant near here. Come on, I'll buy you dinner?” again Raymond.
Before Lorie could respond, the man had already pulled Lorie's hand towards the row of shops in the northern part of St.'s square. Mark’s Square's. The woman could only smile resignedly and finger the footsteps of the man who appeared suddenly.
While outside the building, Lorie only realized that the sun had set. Orange gush in the west, combined with the blue of the clear sky and white clouds are flimsy. A smile appeared on Lorie's face.
It never hurts to let go of longing with an old friend, ‘kan?
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Rialto Brigde's
Doges Palace
City Canal