The Man Who Taken My Crown
Girl Bacar

Next day.

The southern suburbs of Bandung are famous for villas that only rich people can afford. On both sides of the asphalt road are rows of beautiful villas.

When the morning sun rises slowly, the morning dawn rays decorate the roofs of the villas that stand firm to sparkle golden.

Safira once bought a villa in the area, and it has now been renovated, but has yet to return from South Korea.

At the end of this asphalt road was a private villa.

Its outer entrance was a huge black iron gate. On both sides of the gate pillars were tall iron fences filled with thorny rose vines. It looks beautiful, but the anti-theft wire hidden under the flowers and leaves of roses is very dangerous.

At this moment, the arrival of a girl broke the silence here.

"Zizi—"

The girl rang the video intercom button on the door pillar.

The one who answered his call was a middle-aged woman.

Oliver came back from a morning run and had just taken a shower. Aunt Lias, the female housekeeper who was outside knocked on the door and said, "Master, there's a girl named Sanny outside. He said that he was once saved by you, he came to thank you directly."

Sanny?!

Oliver frowned a little.

He had saved so many people, how could he possibly remember who this girl named "Sanny.

“I don't know him, just tell him to go.” Oliver opened the shut off shower and put a bath towel on his waist.

He opened the bathroom door and walked out.

Seeing him bare-chested, Aunt Lias immediately brought him a clean bathrobe and handed it to him.

Oliver's figure was slender and tall, his tanned skin and full of scars it made the people who saw him feel sympathy for him.

He who was born into a prominent family used his own flesh and blood to protect the safety of others.

Aunt Lias sighed and was moved.

"Big Young Master, you have retired now. If you have time, you can often return to the city of Surabaya to accompany the Great Lord." Aunt Lias was babbling like a mother. “Mrs also always hope that you can return safely."

"I know, Bi Lias."

There's a sexy V cut on the side of her abdominal muscles, though, a loosely wrapped bath towel around her waist revealed faint muscle lines and made the aged Aunt Lias feel a sense of feeling in her youth.

Aunt Lias looked a little embarrassed, and quickly turned around and left Oliver's room.

After breakfast, Oliver came out fully dressed. Just before she got into the car, Aunt Lias chased after her and handed her her briefcase.

A soldier like him who has been used to touching weapons all year round, absolutely cannot adapt to the daily routine of "reporting" to the company on time with an office bag every day.

Oliver got into his private luxury car and sat in the back seat of the driver. He just wanted to close his eyes and rest his mind. The sudden surge of brakes from the driver made his whole body lean forward and his head hit the back of the front seat.

“What happened?” Oliver frowned slightly and asked with a serious face.

The driver, Martin, replied with a guilty look: "Sorry, Great Young Master. Our car was stopped by a girl!"

As Martin was speaking, the window next to Oliver was knocked from the outside.

Oliver.

Oliver saw a tall, slender girl standing outside the car window, she was wearing a white shirt, a dark blue checkered skirt, and a school bag on her back that looked big.

With neat ponytail hair, beautiful eyebrows, clean eyes, a small nose, and a cherry mouth, making her little face look energetic.

Oliver didn't want to notice it, but when he raised his hand and shook the black wristband before his eyes, Oliver was startled and quickly pressed a button on the car door to open the car window.

"My savior, I know you don't want to see me. However, I want to return the important item you left behind when saving me. I purposely sought out a skilled craftsman and asked him to knit back this wristband. And, ask the craftsman to add gold threads in it to be strong and not easily broken! So, I hope you and your partner can live a happy and long life!" Sanny bowed slightly and stretched her hand into the car.

Oliver was delighted and relieved when he saw the wristband from the hair that the girl had given him.

This is the "Safira" hair she made into a wristband on her way to rescue the hostages, and broke up while saving herself and the girl in a crucial moment.

So……

This girl was the girl he saved that day?!

After picking up the bracelet, Oliver opened the car door and got up from his seat, he said coldly, "Come in! Martin, take this kid to Santa Middle School first."

“Good Sir!” Martin answered respectfully.

“Then, thank you very much!” Sanny smiled happily, she immediately got into the car, looked at Oliver, and asked curiously, “How did you know I went to school at Santa Junior High? I'm not wearing a student card on my shirt."

“I used to go to Santa High School.” Oliver answered flatly after sitting on the co-driver's seat.

He gave the safest seat in the back row to the girl.

Sanny was very satisfied and said politely, "Thank you."

Oliver did not look at her anymore, but focused on the wristband he had in his hand, and asked in a slight daze: "How can you tell?"

On the day he rescued the hostages, his face was smeared with colored paint.

Even if the rescued family members of the hostages wanted to thank him, they could only go look for his superior to give a banner as a token of gratitude, they were not allowed to visit him at the hospital, so that his real face would not be exposed.

Sanny smirked: "My aunt is the doctor who treated you. I asked him to tell me. Continue to your home address! Hehe-I paid someone to look for him!"

"For sure, I want to thank you for helping me find and re-knit this bracelet. From now on, I hope you can keep my identity a secret." Oliver frowned slightly and stuffed the wristband into the pocket of the suit in front of his chest.

Sanny was very obedient, she then nodded strongly: "Savior, don't worry! I will not betray you! If it wasn't for you, I might not even have had time to take the exam for college entrance this year!"

"..." - ".Oliver no longer talks to him.

This girl is really bacar (talking a lot).

There is always a topic to talk about!