THE HEIR'S BEDMATE
Chapters. 113. The Hugo Tower

The next day, as said by Edward, Laura is now standing in front of a 20-story building with the name HUGO’S TOWER which is engraved beautifully on the front.

Laura was not surprised to see the towering building, because the penthouse building in place with Edward also had the same height. Just different in terms of shape, the penthouse building is wider.

“Good day, miss. Can I help you?” A male, tall and well-built security guard approached Laura.

‘I guess security guard at home.’

“Good day, sir, I'd like to meet with Mr. Edward.” Say that woman politely.

“What made an appointment?”

Laura nodded. Then the security guard escorted the young woman to the reception.

“Good day, miss.” A female attendant standing behind a long table, with a clear glass bulkhead, greeted the full smile of Laura's arrival.

“Good day, mbak. I'm going to see Mr. Edward. If you can tell, what floor is he on?” Ask Laura politely. This was the first time she had set foot where her husband was making a living. So he doesn't know where the guy's office is.

“Presdir on 20th floor, top floor. Wait a minute, let me call his secretary.”

Laura nodded obediently. Her husband's company, not some random place. Naturally, the security was so tight.

The young woman scanned the entire ground floor of the building. There were some people walking around, some were chatting on the sofa.

Not long after, Johan came closer. The receptionist bowed respectfully.

“Good day, miss.”

“Siang, Brother Jo.”

The receptionist was still standing, looking at the interaction of the two people. He was a little surprised, not usually the assistant President who went straight to his superior guests.

“You.. next time if miss comes again, please immediately go up. Don't hold it.” Johan spoke to the receptionist.

“Note his face properly, he holds 10 percent shares here.”

The young lady behind the table also nodded obediently. The holder of a 10 percent stake, meaning is one of the important people in the Hugo family.

“Mari miss. Follow me.” Johan leads his superior wife to the elevator which goes straight to the floor where Edward is.

“Lain times come directly ride this elevator. Boss room is on top floor.” He said as he pressed the 20 button, and the elevator closed.

“What does that 10 percent stock mean, Kak?”

Laura asked Johan something else.

Johan breathed slowly.

“It has become a tradition in the Hugo family, each wife gets 10 percent shares from her husband.”

Laura gulped her saliva roughly. He just knew something like this.

“What has been given to me? I mean, are there any shares in my name here?”

“Sure. The day after getting married, the boss asked me to transfer 10 percent of the shares he had to be on behalf of miss.”

The elevator door opened, from where Laura stood immediately saw Monica struggling on her desk.

“Good day, mbak Monica.” Ask the husband's secretary.

“Ah, good afternoon, miss. The boss is waiting. Please login.”

Laura nodded, while Johan opened the door for his foster sister.

“Good day, papi.” Laura said as she entered the husband's room.

The workspace is so large, with a work desk in the middle. Large glass window on the left, which immediately presents a beautiful view of the city. There is also ofa to receive guests, as well as a mini bar.

The room is also equipped with a rest room and a bathroom.

“Happy day.” Answer the man who is busy with his folding computer. Anti-radiation glasses stick perfectly to the base of the nose, making the man look more mature.

As you can see, her husband was very busy. Laura felt guilty for interfering with the man's activities. He should have gone home alone.

Sighing her breath slowly, Laura slowly walked towards the large window. Enjoy the beautiful view of the skyscrapers around where her husband works.

“We have lunch first. I told Monica to buy chicken rice betutu. All of a sudden I want to eat that.” At the end of his sentence, Edward kissed the wife's shoulder wrapped in a white shirt.

According to Laura, they also had lunch together with one place and cutlery. Sometimes the woman feeds herself, then turns to feed the husband.

“Pi?”

“Ya?”

Edward opened a bottle of mineral water, then gave it to Laura. Ask the woman to drink it first, then she spends the rest.

“Goal 10 percent stock—,”

“Oh yes, that's a gift from me. You must know from your foster brother, right?”

Laura nodded in response.

“It's been a tradition in my family. Which is now also your family.”

“Why does every gift you give me, papi always calls it tradition? Is that true tradition? Or papi lied, so I don't refuse?”

Edward took a slow breath. He then grabbed the wife's fingers.

“Darling, if you don't believe me, you can ask Mom. I didn't lie to you. Home and stock gifts are a tradition in my family. But the other gifts are not.”

Laura looked into the husband's eyes. Looking for an answer stored behind the eyes of the eagle.

“Do I need to show you a list of shareholder names? Mama one of the holders 10 percentnya.”

The man hurried to stand up. Laura held her hand.

“No need. I trust you.”

*****

The car, driven by Edward, has now arrived at the orphanage. They came without giving any news. Time showed at 4 pm, when the couple stepped on the orphanage page.

By meeting Maria's mother first, Laura conveyed the meaning of her arrival this time.

He wanted to talk to his sister accompanied by Mary's mother and Edward. Laura doesn't have the courage to face Leo alone.

“Nak, there's something I want to say too. It's about Mr. Damian, the new donor at this parlor.”

Laura and Edward stared at each other to hear the man's name coming from Maria's mother's lips.

“What's up, ma'am?” Laura asked with great concern.

“He was looking for his son who was dumped by his ex-wife 16 years ago. Mr. Damian says Leo was very fond of himself as a teenager.”

Maria's mother breathed slowly.

“Because of that, he's often here to get close to Leo. But the boy is very difficult to approach.”

“Bu?”

Maria's mother looked at the adopted princess.

“What does Leo know about this?” The middle-aged woman shook her head in response to Laura's question.

“Mother forbade him to talk to Leo, before mom talked about this with you.”

Laura breathed a sigh of relief. At least he still had a chance to talk to his brother.

“Sister Lala, brother Ed.”

Edward and Laura compactly turned their heads towards the source of the voice. Laura's heart suddenly beat twice as fast.

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T. B. C