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The charm of a Kalvian is never a gap. This morning he was clad in a black shirt that added to the fresh look, with a red tie, slick black pants and shiny loafers. Her hair that is never neatly styled even adds to the impression of sexy and seductive. It seems that this man figure was created only to tempt the eves and make the men bite their fingers out of envy.

At 6:30 a.m., Vian had occupied his seat in the dining room pantry with a cup of black coffee in his right hand as well as a Koran in his left hand, a sandwich that lived halfway down the plate. Fill his stomach before embarking on a myriad of activities―piling up money―with all the assets he has. After his meeting yesterday with Kea, his girlfriend decided to return to Paris on Vian's private jet. The man was at least responsible for previously detaining the woman to return to Paris. So this morning he returned to eat alone as usual.

A phone ring interrupted his morning departure. The man glanced at his phone and immediately answered the call when he found out that the person who called him was someone who had given birth to him. "Hello, Ma, say hello to Vian after putting his coffee cup off his focus on the newspaper he was reading earlier." What's wrong?" he asked his mother's purpose in calling in the morning like this.

"You've gone to the office?"

"No, I'm still having breakfast," Vian replied. why? asked later.

"Then you can take Briena first, right? Briena's car broke down and is still in the garage. Pity him if he has to take public transport. You take him," his mother asked, making Vian roll his eyeballs.

"Ma, I have to go to the office. Besides, my office and Briena's office are in the opposite direction. I could be late," Vian said, declining his mother's request. "He only has one car," murmured Vian, who could still be heard by the mother.

"Briena's car is in her house, it will take a lot of time if she has to have the family driver send the car to her apartment. Never thought you'd take her. You're the boss of your company, so if it's too late it's okay," Ms. Vian said.

"Ma, tap―." The direct call was unilaterally turned off by Ms. Vian.

Then a message came in from his mother, much to Vian's annoyance.

Massage frome : Mom

Mama doesn't want to know, you just have to take Briena to her office. point.

That's what the message sounds like.

"Damn." Vian searched for a contact of Briena's name on his mobile phone and then diald the number. "Do you want me to send you a car or do you choose to take a taxi?" he said straight before Briena even uttered the word 'hello'.

"What do you mean?" asked a astonished Briena.

"Mama told me to take you to the office. Which one did you choose? Sent a car or a taxi?" said Vian giving the choice, the man prefers to send a package of cars to Briena rather than take the woman to the office. Vian is very disliked of inefficient and practical things.

"You've gone crazy, haven't you? I still have a lot of cars in my garage, why did you send me a car? I don't like taking public transport even though it's a taxi," Briena said.

"So you want me to take you to the office? Huh! Vian. You know I don't like dropping off or picking up someone who's not in line with me.

"Who asked you to deliver? Huh! I can go to the office myself! You don't have to bother coming here!" replied Briena as she screamed. Wainta was upset because her sunny morning mood had to be smudged because of Vian's annoying attitude.

"Good then. Next time your car breaks down again, make sure my mama or your mama doesn't know, so they don't tell me to do anything useless," Vian said.

"I'd rather walk than have to ride in your car, asshole," Briena said, turning off the call unilaterally.

"Shit! Turned off. How dare he turn off his phone when I'm not done talking. Anyway, I called him, why did he turn off the connection anyway? "omel Vian stared intently at the phone in his hand. Fortunately, his eyes do not have laser beams that can destroy any object he laid out. The man then takes his armani suit without continuing his coffee which gets messy because of his altercation with Briena.

Briena puts her phone roughly on the kitchen bench. Squeaking is upset that his morning was tainted with Vian's annoying nagging. A bearded Briena is shocked when a stocky arm hugs her from behind. The water droplets from the man's wet hair make Briena shudder a little to feel the cold. The man had just come out of the room when Briena finished her call. Then stepped up to the woman and immediately hugged her tightly when she saw an upset look on her lover's face.

"Who makes you grumpy this morning?" whispers Ares in Briena's ear.

"Vian," Briena replied briefly.

Ares nodded faintly then removed his arms from Briena's body. "We'll go together, I'll take you to the office. I'd like to meet my business partner at one of the cafés near your office, the man said.

Briena turned to look at Ares who looked stunning in a dark blue shirt suit. Hehm.

"By the way, I'll see your future husband later," Ares said, grabbing a tie on a chair and then telling Briena to put it on.

"Vian? What are you meeting him for?" asked a astonished Briena. His hands are busy with tie knots on the collar of Ares shirts.

"Business, you think more. I couldn't have broken it because he had dared to marry a woman who had become my lover," Ares joked.

"Even if you reward him with one punch, I won't mind either."

"I'd love to do that, Bi, but unfortunately we both know that I have no reason to do it," ares' reply silenced Briena.

"We're leaving now." Briena moves to get her bag.

Ares smiles meaningfully then follows Briena who walks towards the apartment exit.