Young Miss Undercover
Matchmade Netizen

Rhiana raised her brow next to see that Artya's right cheek was flushed and slightly swollen. What happened to this janitor?

Both are on private jets. Rhiana woke up a few minutes ago because of nature's call. After returning from the toilet, she had no intention of sleeping again. Rhiana took a seat opposite Artya who was busy with her laptop.

"What's wrong with your cheeks, brother?" Rhiana asked out of curiosity.

Wasn't that guy's face okay? Why has it changed like that? If he falls, what kind of fall leaves a mark? If viewed well, it was similar to a slap. But, who would dare to hit this guy?

"Inadvertently banged." Artya's answer certainly didn't make sense to Rhiana.

Artya is a janitorial maniac. Every movement is very careful for fear of being contaminated with germs. So, there was no way the man was careless and banged up like that. It doesn't make any sense!

"That's like a slap, brother." Rhiana shouted quickly. His eyes are still very good to see that.

BLUSHES

Artya's ears suddenly reddened in thought with her behavior earlier. Rhiana who saw Artya's unusual expression blinked a few times. He was quite surprised to see it. So, this guy can be embarrassed too? Pretty exciting!

"Just banged up," Artya still maintained her answer.

"Oh. Next time be careful, brother." Rhiana had to believe.

Before Rhiana took a drink on her front desk, she suddenly realized there was a cctv in the corner of the private jet. Since this man is not telling the truth, he will find out for himself. Rhiana smiled faintly and pretended not to know.

...

"So..." Rhiana muttered and held back her smile.

It turned out that Artya's face was like that because she slapped him. Rhiana suddenly felt happy. Looks like his frustration because the man has been paying off now.

But come to think of it, why did the man approach her who was sleeping? What does that man want to do? Rhiana was sure there was nothing wrong with her while sleeping.

Lazy to think about it, Rhiana saved the iPad back and moved to the living room where Artya was working with her laptop.

"Your cheek has been treated, brother?" Rhiana asked after standing right in front of Artya.

"Not yet." Artya answered without taking her eyes off the laptop. His work was so much, that he could not escape from the laptop screen.

Rhiana smiled faintly and picked up something in her pocket that was requested from the flight attendant before meeting Artya. It was an ointment for bruises. He felt a little guilty for slapping this man.

Although he does not know what Artya's motives are, but the swelling and redness on the cheeks of young Lord Armstrong makes his conscience is not stern.

"Don't move, brother. I'll apply the ointment." Rhiana held back Artya's head that was about to turn towards her.

Artya stiffened slightly due to Rhiana's touch on her cheek. Though the ointment smeared on her cheeks was cold, but Rhiana's touch made her suddenly feel hot. This little squirrel always tested his patience. Fortunately, he had a strong defense.

SRETT!

BRUK!

Artya pulled Rhiana to a fall on her lap. His self-defense was only a little. This little squirrel seemed to want to renovate her by rubbing her cheeks repeatedly. Rhiana's sensual movements made her Artya almost lost her temper.

"Do you know where you're doing wrong?" Artya asked Rhiana who had an innocent face.

"Not knowing." Rhiana shook her head. In my heart laughs happily.

Of course he did it intentionally. Looking at Artya's reddened ears as she smeared the ointment, Rhiana increasingly wanted to provoke this man.

"Are you this close to other men?" Artya asked as she rubbed Rhiana's cheek gently. The faces of the two were only a few inches apart.

"Hm." Rhiana put on a thinking pose before clearing her throat and nodding.

"What are you doing?"

"When he was with Brilyan, he held my hand, hugged me, kissed me, said"

"Which part did he smell?" Artya immediately replied unhappily.

"Cut my head." Rita answered honestly. Artya pulled Rhiana further narrowing their distance.

"Others he doing?"

"It's just that."

"Goodoo. What about that guy?"

"Who? Dalfa, Dalfi, or Gledy?"

"I don't care if you're close to the twins. All I want to know is what your closeness to Gledy is like. What have you done?"

"Together with Gledy, there's a lot we've done together."

"Many things? I want to know everything," The aura in the living room of the private jet suddenly turned extremely cold.

Felix who had been in another room and wanted to go in to report, did not dare to enter because he felt creepy. Though one foot just stepped on the entrance to the living room private jet, but his body was already goosebumps.

That assistant Artya could only go back and wait for her Master's mood to return to normal.

"Miss. I'm amazed at you." Felix murmured in his heart. It seemed like he had already found a person who could help him fight against his tyrannical master. Felix humming happily.

"Why does Artya want to know?" Tanya Rhiana was curious. Rhiana was not even aware with the displeased aura of this man in front of her.

"Tell me!"

"Since I was a kid, Gledy's been close to me. He always took care of me. Of course we have done a lot together. Holding hands, playing together, sleeping together, eating together. Just a lot of things." Rhiana answered in accordance with reality.

Gledy was that close to him. Since childhood, his mommy put Gledy to take care of him and his two brothers. But since Dalfa and Dalfi did not want to be taken care of, they told Gledy to pay more attention to their beloved sister.

For them, Rhiana needed Gledy more than a man. At that time, both were 2 years old.

"Don't squeeze me like that, brother." Rhiana frowned feeling the squeeze of Artya on her waist was strong enough to make her uncomfortable.

Artya breathed a soft breath of self-winner before pulling Rhiana into her arms. Artya was not happy to hear that her little squirrel was that close to a creature of the same sex.

Reading people's complimentary comments to his little squirrel, he was already unhappy. Especially if someone was that close to his little Squirrel, his mood turned bad thinking about him. This girl he claims to be his. So, if anyone dared to be close to hers other than family, she did not like it.

If only Rhiana knew the contents of Artya's heart, the girl would have definitely hit the man's head in order to be aware of his status. They don't even have that close relationship until they get jealous of each other. Rhiana herself is also unaware of Artya's possessive attitude towards her which shows that she belongs to the man.

Rhiana herself had three men who were very possessive of her since childhood, so Artya's attitude now to her was common.

"May I forbid you from being close to any man other than your family?" Artya muttered on Rhiana's head.

"can't. Why should I listen to what you say, brother?" Tanya Rhiana tried to escape from Artya's embrace. Unfortunately, Artya did not let Rhiana escape from her embrace.

Rhiana is the kind of person who doesn't like being banned this and that. Moreover, the one who forbids not his family, of course he will not obey just like that.

"Little squirrel..." Call Artya slowly.

"My name is Rhiana if you forget,"

"Why am I goosebumps called like that? Just call me my name, brother."

"No."

"That's it. I am lazy to argue. Put me down, brother."

"No, before you promise me one thing!"

"Where did the cleaning-mad tyrant go?" Rhiana sneered inexhaustibly.

"I threw it away after I met you, little squirrel."  Artya replied in a whisper.

"Ck. Let me down, brother. I want to go to the toilet."

"No. Promise me first,"

"Not going to."

"Promise me or do I kiss?" Rhiana snorted hearing Artya give out her signature threat sentence.

"Hm."

"What does deheman mean?" Artya had already pulled her trademark thin grin over Rhiana's head.

"I promise. Lower me!" Rhiana replied with annoyance. Indeed, he could not win against this man in terms of arguing.

Though earlier Rhiana thought she would win if she did not obey the words of the Tyrant hygiene enthusiast, who would have thought that her typical threat could not be ignored.

"Thank you." Artya took off her embrace and drew a thin smile that was so charming to Rhiana. The one gazed, stared flatly at Artya and rushed down.

***

2 Days later.

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[Guy... We got a new couple! Don't they look good?]

[Yeah!!! My ship! I agree they became lovers.]

[It seems they were lovers. Just look at the man's romantic treatment. I envy seeing them. I also wish I had found a guy like that.]

[But... Who is that guy? Why don't I know him?]

[I don't know that guy either. But he looks very rich. He even picked up young Miss Veenick on a private jet.]

[I know that guy!]

[Tell me, who is that guy?]

[He's Young Mr. Armstrong. His father was a wealthy Swiss businessman.]

[I'm not a Swiss, but I know all the rich businessmen in the country. I never heard of Armstrong's surname there.]

[He did not use his father's surname, but his mother's surname.]

[Oh. So, so. Just remember,]

[Then tell me his father's surname.]

[Scotch. You should know how rich the family is in Switzerland.]

[So that? It's true, the Scoth family has a lot of effort everywhere. They are very rich.]

[But, isn't there still a Sefanno family? I know Stefanno's wealth is more than that of the Scoths.]

[I don't care which family is richer. I just want to know what kind of character Young Master Armstrong is. Whether he fits with my gods or not.]

[I agree! Although he is rich, but if the sifanya bad, free.]

...

"Who is this guy?" Hann muttered unhappily at the photo of Artya carrying Rhiana out of the airport and onto a private jet. Hann also read the comments agreeing with the netizens with the relationship of Rhiana and Artya made him even more unhappy.

Hann continued to read the comments of those who were arguing calmly for Artya's identity. Hann smiled faintly reading the last comment. The man thought a little then typed something wanting to comment as well.

[I agree with you, man! If he just shows off his wealth and likes to play women, it's free. Isn't the Stefanno family heir handsome too? I think Miss Veenick fits her.]

[Don't just talk, you! My deity and young Lord Armstrong are a great fit.]

[Excuse me! Previously introduced, I'm a former worker at the Scoth residence. I know what young Mr. Armstrong is like. We workers call him Tyrant.

Young Lord Armstrong was not at all close to any girl. Young master, a janitor so does not like to be approached by anyone. So, when I saw the young master as close as that to a girl, I was quite surprised. It seems that the girl already occupies a separate part in the young master's heart.]

[Well, reading your comments all this time, I was quite surprised. But thank you for commenting. In this way, we have no doubts about Young Master Armstrong].

[I agree! Let's escort them to the pelaminan.]

[Let's guard!]

Hann who read the comments of netizens who increasingly support the couple Rhiana and Artya throw his phone carelessly on the sofa. Though he deliberately wrote a comment on matching Rhiana with her, but no one agreed. She's pissed.

***

In other parts of the country, a girl was holding her phone. His finger slid several photos of the proximity of Rhiana and Artya. The girl also did not forget to read the comments there.

The girl kept her cell phone and took the wine on her side table and drank it. He glanced at the loyal female servant standing beside him.

"Grab me the box!" His orders were arrogantly on his servant.

"Okay, young lady. Wait a minute," The waiter immediately went and retrieved the box that the nonanya referred to.

In just a few minutes, the maid returned and placed the wooden box right in front of the girl.

"Here, Young Miss."

The girl nodded and opened the box. He took out a piece of paper inside the box. The girl drew a sly grin as she read the writing on the paper.

"It seems like it's time," he muttered and kept the paper back in place.

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