Trapped in the Desire of Mandul CEO
Chapter 32 The Little Rat

"flower? Who put the flowers here?" Louisa's forehead shriveled. He was astonished that there was not usually a single rose, lying on the desk.

He rolled his gaze across the room, looking for someone's face. However, I found no one there. Because the office this morning is still very quiet. There was just him and some janitor. It was in another room too.

Louisa took the rose out of curiosity with a greeting card tied by a ribbon. Soon, he opened the card hoping to find out who had sent him the flowers. But alas, there is only the writing have a great day on it.

"No sender's name." Louisa guessed in her heart, who had given her a pink rose. "What is not of Mr Frans? Ah.. but his feelings, impossible.." Louisa's mind, flipping through the cards he held while thinking hard.

The girl with the blue color sipped the distinctive aroma of roses. Where the aroma is able to provide positive energy for him. A dash of feisty smile, rising from every corner of cherry-colored lips. Beautiful as a rose that he held.

Meanwhile, someone who noticed Louisa from behind the phone screen, also knotted to see the girl smiling spoiled. A smile to him is like a magnetic field. Attracting mood, making it feel flowery.

"Thank God you like it, you little girl. I hope slowly you can forget the bitter experience of that dark night. And when I see you, there's no more pain between the two of us" muttered one man, none other than Axelle Flynn.

He keeps an eye on Louisa's movements. Now, the young lady had become an opiate for him. One day, he did not see the girl's face. Like there's a void greeting the recesses of the heart. It does start from a sense of admiration for Louisa or because her heart needs an escape from the household crisis that is still not over, until this moment.

"Stare straight.. let's look...!" sindir Frans, accidentally caught Axelle looking at a virgin in such a way. "Miss Louisa, pretty huh? To the extent that, Master didn't blink once he saw it." Frans spoke very lightly.

Fifteen minutes ago, Frans was standing next to his boss. However, the man did not realize his presence because he was bewitched by the charm of the girl who has beautiful eyes.

Axelle snorted, "Stop calling me master. I've been listening to it for a long time!"

"Cie.. sulking!" seductive Frans, seeing the annoyance on the face of his best friend. "Mr Axelle... Mr. Axelle, "tease Frans again.

"Eits.. not hit," Frans tucked because Axelle's throw just shot and just fell on the floor.

Axelle's frustration became. He pelted Frans with whatever was in front of him. "Fucking buddy! I might have a crazy friend like you!!!"

"You're crazy, not me!" sergeant Frans, half screaming. "It's feel!!" Frans hit back at Axelle with items thrown at him.

"You, dare me, Frans?" Axelle climbed up from the top of the chair while rolling up both sleeves of the shirt.

"Brave!!" frans answered, roll up the sleeve of his shirt.

The two men fought like children. They punched each other and pulled each other's clothes. The originally neat room, had turned into a broken ship. Stuff scattered, papers scattered. Just like a cat and dog fight.

"What the hell is this Axelle? Frans?" shouted Roberto who had just entered his son's study. He shook his head to see the shameful behavior between the child and his friend. "You are like a child. Aren't you ashamed, all the employees from earlier are huddled because of the noise you made??" spray Roberto, wrath.

"And you're Axelle, you're here as the leader. Be as leader. If you're still like this, don't expect people to put their weight on you!!" continued Roberto, still want to spill the frustration.

Axelle and Frans were silent at once. They both lowered their heads, without being able to make a sound. Meanwhile, some employees are engrossed in gossiping about the boss who always looks authoritative in their eyes. Now, it looks like a little mouse without a wart.

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