Wirata put the plate of aromatic Jasmine rice with the olet on top in front of the boss. She poured orange juice in a glass and put it next to the plate. Stefan started to eat with no more talking.
"So, hm, about my stepfather's debt. As you know he has also owed Bernardo. When you say you are going to zero it. Does it an you will include Bernardo's?"
Wirata took the opportunity to ask him to make it clear so that she could plan the next step.
Stefan stopped eating and glanced up.
"Why? If I don't include, what will you do?" He wanted to know what she had planned in her head. He wouldn't let her know that he had already talked to the bastard Bernardo about it.
"Well, if you don't. I will ask for my twelve months salary in advance to pay him off. Because John only has less than a month to find the money. You said you would give 5 tis more, so I've calculated already and it will be enough to pay Bernardo off."
Wirata said with a smooth tone. Adult to adult talk.
Stefan listened. She was very quick at calculating the benefit she would get and gaining. Stefan had never failed to detect this tendency in any woman. She wasn't different from the others. Money always had the power to change people's attitudes and could buy people's pride if the price was right.
Feeling edgy and disappointed to know that she's no different from the rest, Stefan put the spoon down and drank the juice. The tall figure stood up.
"I don't want to talk about money anymore. Let's go, Sumr. "
The dark voice said to Wirata and called Sumr. The puppy looked at him and then turned to look at Wirata. He walked to her and licked her calf. Wirata picked him up and put him on her shoulder. The boss looked at them and turned his back, stord out of the kitchen.
Wirata sighed. Well, it's only the first day. There were 364 days to go yet so she wouldn't let herself feel down too much with his swinging mood.
"He's crazy. Sotis he behaves like a baby, just like you, little guy."
She murmured to the puppy.
"Arf!" Sumr made a noise and put his nose to her neck. This behavior reminded Wirata of the person who just stord out of the kitchen. He liked to do this as well. Obviously, he must copy her Sumr!
Wirata looked at the ti. It was 4.20 p.m. Since she was in the kitchen, she might as well cook sothing for dinner. She didn't know what Ben and Jas wanted to have. There was still a lot of stuff she bought which needed to be cooked.
"Do you need help, Miss?" Ben's voice ca and the tall good-looking bodyguard walked in, Jas followed. Wirata smiled at them.
"You must have read my mind. I was thinking about what you two want to have for dinner tonight."
Wirata put Sumr down and the puppy didn't hesitate to run out of the room. Wirata guessed he was running to his crazy daddy!
"He's in the fitness room, Er, Sumr, do you know where it is? " Jas shouted behind the puppy who disappeared from the door. That made Wirata blink and turn her eyes to look at him. Jas smiled politely. Wirata then thought Jas must think Sumr could understand him, just like his boss!
When she turned to the fridge, Ben and Jas looked at each other and made a silent laugh. They thought Miss pretty Wirata didn't realize that her gaze was following the puppy and stared unblinkingly. It was like she's trying to see beyond the wall, wanted to know the other person's whereabouts.
"He's in the fitness room, Miss. The boss usually spends an hour in there when he is ho. Before dinner." Ben explained. Wirata then nodded. She recalled that she had to ask them about the boss's daily routines.
"Could you please write down his routine 24/7 for ?" She asked Ben.
"I will. It isn't quite a steady and stable schedule though, he's very flexible."
Ben put it that way rather than tell her that the boss normally liked to do what he pleased with no care attitude about the schedule. But at least Stefan did have a rough titable about his office work.
The good thing was the Mackenzie family had run deep root in their people's hearts. The generations of the MC enterprise had been standing tall and running as smooth as silk because of the royalty of their own people.
"Thanks. Well, what would you like to have tonight?" The soft friendly voice asked the bodyguards. Wirata thought she would stay with them for one year so better be friends than enemies. They seed okay, in fact, they were a lot better than their boss!
"Up to you, Miss. We can eat anything." Jas answered.
"Your boss just had rice and olet but he didn't eat a lot. So I think he's still hungry." Wirata said. She took his food and keep it. The olet was half left, and she wouldn't throw it away. Stefan would have to finish it later. She had a good point about not throwing food away and would stand on it firmly.
The three started to prepare ingredients. Wirata asked them to wash vegetables, peeled, and so on. They did everything she asked them to do. They helped and talked, carrying on light topics and she laughed when Jas and Ben said sothing funny.
"In fact, he is a very good boss. He's got a big heart."
Ben said when they referred to the boss. Wirata pulled her face.
"He's cruel and got a sharp tongue."
Wirata spoke her thoughts out loud.
"Well, it's his style, Miss. Sotis, he doesn't an what he says." Jas anded for his boss.
"I've heard he a brutal man. He must have killed a lot of people because he is a mafia god, right?"
"Oh, no. It isn't true, Miss. It is not what you think. About killing. He doesn't kill, just protect himself when necessary. That's all. He's a good-hearted man, Miss."
Jas continued to protect his boss. Wirata thought they were his n so it must be their duty to protect their boss's reputation. But Wirata didn't have to believe everything they told her. Ti would prove everything in the end.
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