
Gluey! Gluey! Gluey!
Qiandra downed the warm white water in the dining room. Unlike usual, he took his own drinking water. He also avoided his room which seemed haunted.
Suddenly his eyes caught a shadow on the glass of the two-door refrigerator.
Long unraveling hair, big eyes and a distinctive smile. The figure was sitting right behind him.
"Yes...!!!"
Crangs! The glass Qiandra held apart and broke into pieces filled the marble-floored room.
"Qiandra, are you okay?"
"Yahoo!!! You who? Don't come any closer. Just go! Go!"
Unknowingly, the young lady touched the broken glass on the floor. His feet are bleeding.
"It's me." The woman tried to help Qiandra to stand up.
Instead, however, Qiandra was getting away from him. It did not matter how many pieces of glass pierced his skin.
"Gosh, Miss. What was? Call the doctor!"
Felix and a few servants came to help.
"Dhey..."
Qiandra pointed towards the dining table with trembling hands.
"Yes?" Felix looked in the direction the young miss was pointing at.
"Sorry, Miss. I'm late" Sania said. "He is Miss' new assistant. Princess Rania," he continued.
"What's? So he's a real human?"
All the servants and assistants in the room frowned. They look at each other.
Felix doesn't talk much. He immediately carried the beautiful lady to his room. The Qiandra's tyrannical face stuck to the young man's chest clad in a gray suit. The perfume is so soft and soothing.
At the same time, Qiandra and several other pairs of eyes, were able to see the changes on the assistant's face. His breathing was so rough. Sania looked jealous seeing the handsome man touch another girl.
Their love story is still gray, has become a daily consumption for the residents of the house. When will Felix realize Sania's feelings?
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"The wound is not deep, but quite a lot. A few days will be healed soon" said the Austeen family's personal doctor.
One by one the glass pieces that pierced the skin of his feet and palms were carefully removed. The pain creeps throughout the body.
After there were no more foreign objects in the skin of the Caucasian woman, the doctor also gave antiseptic and drip wound medicine.
Qiandra pursed her lips, enduring the pain.
"Is this imprint, doctor?" qiandra asked worriedly.
"It shouldn't be, if you don't scratch it when it's about to heal," replied the handsome doctor.
"But later I will give you an ointment, to fade the scar faster.
After their personal doctor left, Qiandra's attention returned to the long-haired girl sitting in the corner of her room.
" So, explain it to me. Why are you able to be asiaten here? You tricked the front gate supervisor?" cecar Qiandra on Rania.
"Let me answer that, Miss," Sania said.
The beautiful assistant is trying to be a mediator. Do not let the new employee even down to hear the scolding of Qiandra.
"Hmm...? Please."
"So, given the condition of Miss who is increasingly short of rest time and yesterday had dropped. The head of the household* took the initiative to find a new assistant for Miss."
(*Some European cultures, employ a head of household in their residence. His job is to be responsible for the daily needs of the household/family.)
"Why didn't you guys tell me this first? Why was he chosen?" qiandra Protest.
"Sorry, Miss. We think it's a very urgent matter, so we didn't have time to discuss it first with Miss" Sania replied.
"Criteria?" Qiandra still doesn't accept.
"Believe it or not, he escapes four types of foreign languages. He was able to analyze and create documents in a short period of time. He is also trained in managing finances in business. Then, very understanding of the world of design and fashion," answered Sania.
"Do you believe in a child of her age? It might just be a coincidence, or there's an insider helping out" Qiandra declined.
While Rania who was listening to him sat quietly while enjoying a cup of rossela tea in the corner of the room.
"No, Miss. All are tested as to where the assistants who work in this house. Even some testers from the HRD team gave it a plus" Sania said.
"Other exaggeration, he is also one class with Miss. So he can be with Miss at any time."
"Currently, this danger. Don't let him meet with grandfather," Qiandra thought inwardly.
"Do you know, it was her figure who had always haunted me the last few days," Qiandra said suddenly.
"What?"
Sania and some of the servants there almost cried out to hear it. Their eyeballs were directly fixed on Rania.
"That's not true. I've never interfered, Miss," said Rania. He put his tea cup down very elegantly.
"There may be other parties who do not like the two of us, and use that way to disturb," continued Rania again.
"You guys get out first. I want to talk to him alone" Qiandra ordered.
Sania looked at her master doubtfully.
"There won't be anything, as long as he's actually human," Qiandra said.
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"Why are you here?" qiandra asked after they stayed together.
"Lho, didn't you hear Sania's words earlier? I'm here working as your personal assistant."
"I mean, what's your purpose here?" qiandra said again.
"Of course I want to help you" replied Rania.
The girl got up from her chair, and sat on the edge of the bed beside the Qiandra.
"Ah... It's been a long time since I felt my bed" he said without caring about the resentful look of Qiandra.
"How can I trust you? The age is almost the same. Sania alone still can't master everything" Qiandra argued.
"You know, I'm more experienced than you in organizing this company. I've learned from six years old" Rania said. "My interest in the character of the people in the company must have been quite helpful as well."
"But since our position was changed, I couldn't do it straight away. Doesn't this give you a lot of benefits? All your work will be in my hands, and you get a name in the company" Rania continued.
Qiandra fell silent and thought for quite a while. "But I think this is a rash act," he said later.
"If we're careful, everything will be safe. Even I can restore your standing on the fashion team" Rania said.
"Then what do you expect of me?"
"Good cooperation, to solve this mystery. One of them, I need that bracelet" said Rania firmly.
"Ha! So the edges of luxury goods? Syndir Qiandra's.
"No. I'll just borrow it for a while, after that I'll give it back to you again" said Rania.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
Chequek! The door to the room is open.
"God! Rania's grandson!" nico in front of the door. The corner of her eyes glazed over seeing the black haired teenage lady there.
"Grandfather?"
(Connected)
Thank you for reading. See you around.