Destiny Surprise

Three days later ...

Satisfied with working while taking the opportunity to take a vacation to Mexico even though it was only for two days, Leo could feel the burden of his tiredness evaporating. Now, he returned to the mansion that had always been his place of pride.

"Welcome, sir." Greeted Hers, who was standing in front of the main door as if he had the same role as the doorman. He also began to greet Leo who had just gotten out of his new BMW, right in the yard.

Leo nodded his head, then looked at some of the workers who welcomed him home very politely and of course friendly. "Thank you," he answered very kindly.

He was guided by Bara who was indeed the head of his command, following him as if he was always alert when the master asked for his help. "You'd better make me some food than follow me like this," he said as he turned and stopped his steps, as well as Bara who did the same thing out of reflex.

Bara nodded his head. "Sir, what do you want to eat? It's been a long time, sir, haven't tasted my cooking," he said with a small laugh. Three days may sound short, but according to Bara, who loves to work and doesn't let his free time take over his body, he feels three days is too long.

Hearing what Bara said certainly made Leo snort in amusement, followed by a light laugh. "Whatever you like. Or cook a steak for me, the best and special steak menu." he said who only mentioned the food keyword 'steak' without mentioning the type of dish.

"Well sir, my cooking will never disappoint you." he said while pointing his finger that had formed a small circle to his mouth and then kissing the finger as if to say 'delicious' implicitly.

After feeling that Bara had understood his order, without further ado he immediately stepped back to head to his bedroom. Staying at the hotel is very comfortable, let alone getting good service from the guests who stay. But still, the rooms in this luxurious mansion were incomparable.

Climbing the stairs one by one with a briefcase in his left hand, then after stepping on the last step, he headed straight for the door with the LL logo in front of the entrance to his room. He quickly went in there, closed the door again, and put his bag under the floor near the nightstand.

"A little tiring, but it's all worth it."

Three days in Mexico. One day to take care of all the work with the colleagues who ended up investing in the Luis Company, then the remaining two days were spent traveling to famous places in Mexico while taking free time to rest a tired body.

And now, right on the fourth day, he decided to take time off. Letting Azrell grapple with company documents, consider it a punishment for daring to end the relationship with him.

No, he had no intention of ignoring Azrell without breaking the news. However, he was too busy just to reply to the messages he sent her.

There are times when someone unlocks their phone but doesn't have much chance to reply to someone else's message, whether it's because they're busy or whatever.

He loosened his tie and the leather shoes he was wearing because he was still wearing the tuxedo he had bought directly in Mexico. Stripped off all his clothes until they fell smoothly on the floor. Now his appearance only uses boxer shorts with a shirtless upper body.

He immediately went to the closet to get a top in the form of a plain shirt and knee-length shorts. His attire was simple, but that simply didn't change his almost Greek God-like countenance.

After everything was ready, he walked over to the dressing table. Trimmed the topknot that added a handsome look to his face, then sprayed masculine perfume. He walked over to get his cell phone in his briefcase. Recalling the cell phone, ever since Azrell sent himself such a message a while ago, there were no more noisy messages from that woman now. Let alone noisy messages, even short messages do not exist.

Did he regret not holding back Azrell's departure? certainly no regrets at all.

Why stop someone who wants to leave? Isn't that the same as postponing separation and piling up scars that are more obvious in the heart?

Leo's catchphrase goes something like this, 'never stop someone from leaving and never accept them a second time, who will surely repeat the same thing' agree with him? must.

If Leo can move on and let go, why not? Many women in this world let alone many who bend their knees to get his attention. One dies, a thousand grow.

Shrugging his shoulders as if it didn't matter to him, he gripped the phone tightly. It wasn't until the next second that he started walking out of the room, approaching Bara to taste a steak made by a man whose every dish there would be nothing like.

Descend the stairs very casually, then set foot on the ground floor. He walked towards the dining room and kitchen that became one, then immediately landed his butt on one of the dining chairs.

"Not ready, Bara?" he asked because he saw Bara who was struggling with various kitchen utensils, he asked just to make small talk instead of not seeing what the man was doing.

Bara glanced at Leo, then showed a very friendly smile. "Ah, sir, it turns out that you are already here, in the process of cooking," he said giving detailed answers on what he was doing so his master could guess when the steak was done.

"The maturity is medium-rare, remember?" said Leo who always likes the texture of the meat with a level of doneness which means the steak looks cooked on the outside but still has a lot of raw meat in the middle. Juicy levels on medium-rare can still be tasted and are very tasty.

Bara nodded his head, he understood what food Leo liked. "Of course, sir. Everything will be ready,"

"Ah Bara, don't forget the fries, but serve only a few pieces," said Leo who asked Bara an additional menu.

You can see Bara nodding his head, then giving Leo a thumbs up. "Ready sir, I do," he said with a small chuckle.

Pretty good looking, good attitude, the main point that Leo's housekeeper has no flaws.

"What do you want to cook for me?" asked Leo who didn't know what Bara was cooking.

Bara without turning to look at Leo who is now sitting upright on the dining chair, actively moving his hands to cook. "Ribs steak, sir," he said in a very friendly tone.

//For your information; Rib eye Steak is the best cut of meat compared to others. This is because of its characteristics that feel rich and fat. The fat content in this cut of meat is also very large, so it is often referred to as the juiciest type of steak.//

Leo rounded his mouth, saying 'oh'.

"Oh yes sir, yesterday the woman you mean came here but took all her belongings in the guest room," said Bara who recounted the incident a few days ago when a beautiful and polite woman entered the mansion with a bright smile.

Leo, who had just wanted to focus his attention on the phone screen, was distracted again. He raised an eyebrow Azrell wasn't joking about wanting to get out of his life. "Then? Did you treat him well?" he asked because he was curious about what his girlfriend was doing here.

Bara was still focused on what he was cooking, but the topic of conversation continued. "Of course, it's a shame she hasn't had breakfast yet. Said she was so busy doing her homework that she didn't have time to eat, very polite hardworking lady, sir." he said, remembering every 'woman' who was different from his and Leo's thoughts.

Leo who heard Bara's words only raised an eyebrow, feeling confused by the statement that sounded so impossible. The reason is, Azrell rarely does homework because she is too busy piling up documents that even have to be done at home. "Really? Then what else did he do?" he asked, asking more and more.

Breakfast? A year, Azrell worked, and it was certain she wouldn't have time to go to her house just to pick up things in the morning. An anti-late working woman, there's no way Azrell would come here during working hours.

"Ah yes, she is very polite. Wearing a simple dress that covers the sensitive parts of a woman, just looks simple and not too flashy," explained Bara.

Indeed, the characteristics mentioned by Bara are certainly not Azrell's criteria. Very different from that woman. Of course, it wasn't his ex-girlfriend, so who was that woman?

Pretending that the woman is his lover, he'd better get Bara to tell him without being asked.

"What did you prepare for breakfast?" Leo asked, increasingly curious.

"Ah, the woman asked me to make an omelet only, but I refused and finally I made an English Breakfast menu. Because when she wanted to make a heavy menu, she refused."

What is certain is that the woman is not Azrell, who incidentally is still his lover at that time.

"Why do you call her Miss without a name?"

Bara who was putting the steak on the plate turned to Leo. "Yes, I call her Miss Felia," he says.

Like being struck by lightning in the morning, Leo slightly widened his eyes. Wait, what's this? Why did Azrell tell Felia to come to this mansion and take her belongings? And what's more confusing, does Felia have a relationship with Azrell? or whatever it is the other way around.

Wasn't this like a little surprise fate had planned for him?

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