her, “I will” he responded to Jeane.
She beamed, and sat down by his side, feeling pleased.
The girl came out of her hiding, after waiting for him to come and approach her.
She went straight to Jeame, Lucy grabbed her arm and glared at her “hey, Cindy, you asshole, huh?” she snarled at her.
The girl glanced at her, “I am not here to fight” she said, and set her arm free from Lucy's grasp, before she could step further away from Lucy, she surfaced in her front, and spread her arms.
“I won't let you get to her” she said, Cindy frown deepened,
“stop spouting nonsense, and run along” she reprimanded, and tried to force her way through, Lucy was too stubborn, and she wasn't ready to beat her up.
Her anger started boiling, she felt like pouncing on Lucy “just let her be, Lucy” Jeane said, Cindy rolled her eyes, Lucy humphed and let her go through.
“I want to talk to you, privately” she said to Jeame, Jeane became apprehensive, and stood, blocking Jeame
“why?” she asked.
Cindy was surprise by Jeane's reaction, “I thought he is your bodyguard, how come you are the one protecting him, Jeane?” she rebutted, Jeane bit her lower lip, wondering why she did it.
Jo pulled over at his father's mansion, his father's butler, hurried over to him “Sir, Old Man Bill, is at the swimming pool side” he said, Jo thanked him and headed towards that direction.
He met Old Man Bill with a sunshade, relaxing on a cozy bench, putting on just a short, enjoying the warmth of the sun, he removed the sunshade when he heard the echoing footfalls.
“Hey, Jo, you came to see me?” he threw at his son grinning widely, Jo rolled his eyes, dissatisfied, he gave him the file, containing the documents, giving him problems.
Old Man Bill flipped through it, and explained to him “you don't have an assistant yet?” he asked, Jo shrugged, a glint surfaced in his eyes.
“How about, I make your secretary my assistant?” he suggested, Old Man Bill waved his hand, he wouldn't have a need for an assistant.
Jo nodded, and stood, Old Man Bill sprang up, realizing something.
“No way” he retorted.
Philip pulled the car over at Cartel's residence, Mr. and Mrs Cartel were surprise to see Philip and him together once again.
“Dad, I want to marry, Arial” he declared, grinning happily, the two parents looked at the two of them speechlessly.
“Let's go in” Mr. Cartel proposed, and the three of them went in, Arial exhaled, feeling disturbed.
The four of them settled, and started chatting happily “Arial, how about the son of Bill, have you talk to him about this?” he asked.
The blood on Philip's face drained, and he clenched his fists, his heart tightened, Arial took a deep breath and gave a half-smile, she simply nodded.
Mrs Cartel glared at her husband, “you shouldn't be worry about him, we