THE DANCE FOR RICH MAN
Two months

Sapphira was awakened when she felt the smell of telon oil around her nose. As he opened both of his eyes, there were several maids and also Quen surrounding him.

“Mommy is awake!” Quen was delighted when he saw his mother had opened both eyes after fainting for a few minutes.

Sapphira sat himself in aid of one of the servants.

“They're okay? Do you need anything?” the servant asked Safira anxiously.

“I'm fine, you're all out, I want to talk to my daughter,” Safira replied quietly.

“Good, Mistress!” some of the servants answered compactly, lowered their half and walked out of the room.

Safira let out a long sigh while looking at her daughter sharply.

Quen lowered his head while linking his hands together. He was afraid of his mother who looked very angry at him.

“What you have done is a very fatal mistake!” said Safira with a tone full of emphasis.

“Sorry,” great-grandson Quen, still bowing his head.

“Is it sorry to restore everything?!” Sapphira's voice rose an octave that made her daughter surprised instead of a bitch.

Quen was surprised when he heard his mother's loud voice seem to snap at him, all this time Safira never said rude or yelled at him.

“Yeah! If your Daddy knows, then finish your history!” Safira pinched the base of her nose which felt very dizzy and sick at the thought of her daughter.

Quen squeezed both his hands in turn, as fear whipped his heart.

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“Maybe I will be in Indonesia for a long time,”, Mike told Carlos by phone, now he has arrived at the hotel where he is staying.

“I can take care of the company in New York from here,” Mike replied casually while activating the loudspeaker mode and then put the phone on the table. Mike took off all his clothes leaving the boxer alone. His sturdy body was perfectly plastered which made any woman would be tempted to see him.

“Good then! But, you can't linger in Indonesia!” carlos from the other end of the phone.

Mike looked at his phone lying on the table, he let out a long sigh then said, “give me 2 months.”

“No! You only have 1 month!” answer Carlos.

“Give me two months, otherwise I'd rather resign!” mike's threatening isn't kidding.

On the other end of the phone, Carlos sounded annoyed. He needed Mike who was very good at business, so he finally agreed to his assistant's decision.

“Two months, no more!” carlos answered and disconnected the phone unilaterally.

Mike smiled and rested his back on the couch. His head stared at the ceiling of his hotel room while imagining Quen's pretty face that was like an angel.

She would not let go of the girl, especially now that she knew Quen had contained her seed.

Mike did not expect that the seeds were very high quality, because once a direct shot grew into sprouts.

Isn't that great and something to be proud of?

Mike smiled in satisfaction.

The man now fantasizes about having a cute and adorable baby, but it seems like conquering Quen's heart will be very difficult, so he must be ready to fight.

“Quen Smith, I'll make sure you'll fall for me!” mike murmured confidently as he moved from his seat to the bathroom to clean himself up.

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Mike is confident once yes, 🤣🤣🤣 later he's the same subject Quen🙈