Traizle "Can you do that?" I asked, laughing at him. He can say something about an idea that involves money. A high-paid notion indeed. "I can! I can buy every inch of them and make them my slaves." Zarsuelo boasted. Smiling creepily at the air. He is now plotting his move in his mind. "I will ensure they will suffer as you guys did. I want them to feel that taste of hell," he added. "I'm going to show them that they harmed the wrong people." he muttered again. Tapping his shoulder. "Matthew, your evil thoughts are going out one by one." I told him. "Oh? It is—wait, you called me by my name, right?" he asked, surprised. I arched my eyebrow at him. "Am I?" I asked back as if I didn't know myself. "Did I hear it wrong? You never called me by my name, though," he replied, unsure. "But I feel like you did. Matthew and Zarsuelo are way too opposite to pronounce. My heart beats faster after you called me." he added. "Perhaps you misheard me, Zarsuelo," I replied. I was laughing at

Traizle The reports of our branches are divided into two categories: local and international. Since Zarsuelo is here, this Grand Finance, where I am working, is the primary host, and the other branches we have all over this country will send their reports to our marketing team. Then, the marketing team will analyze it and give us the result of the evaluations. As for the international, Zarsuelo chose the main host, and they will send their reports to the main host and send the assessment to me. "I will head back to my office and print these to give to you later." Aeron said, then ran to their office room. I went back inside our office and texted Zarsuelo. After a few minutes, Zarsuelo texted me back, saying I could go now to his office because Mr. Andrade had gone out already. I waited for the documents from Aeron before proceeding to Zarsuelo's office. "What's that?" he greeted me, referring to the printed documents I was holding. I handed him the documents. "Monthly evaluation

Traizle "Can we bring my toys?" Layzen asked, choosing busily in front of his toys. "Just bring some, Layzen." I told him while I was stuffing our bag with some shirts. Although I was happy seeing Zarsuelo smile a while ago, I am now facing the truth. I am very, very nervous enough for my hands to tremble while packing our bag. I hope that no one is watching him. I don't want to ruin his reputation or our privacy. Sleeping in a billionaire's house isn't a tiny thing. "Promise me, guys, that you won't cause any trouble." I reminded them. "Don't worry, Traizle. We will just play." Layzen answered immediately. "And you?" I asked Lyndon, receiving a nod from him. "Make sure not to tell this to your friends, or else I will confiscate your phone for a week every night." I issued a warning. "Rest assured. No words will come out of my mouth." he replied. After half an hour, we heard the beep of a car honking and received a message. 'I am outside already. You guys can come out now.'

Traizle "How was it? Did you tell him about it already?" Tyler asked me while we were sipping our coffee in the cafeteria. It was still early, and Tyler had asked me when he saw me. Too interested in me liking the oddball. I did recall everything last night. I want to know how I ended up liking him. There are many things that make me. Last night, I concluded that I like Zarsuelo. End, no more questions and finding answers. "Wasn't able to tell him yesterday." I told him. He put his coffee on the table. "Why?" He asked. "He is acting weird. I thought it was not the right time to tell him." I answered. After finishing our coffee, we decided to head back, him to the entrance and me to our office. After half an hour, Zarsuelo called, asking for a coffee. So, I went to the cafeteria again and got one for him. I knocked before opening the door. He was eating his sweets in the morning already, as usual. "Pigging out as usual." I told him after giving him his coffee. He pouted. "Nye n

Traizle "Why are there so many cars in front of the building?" I muttered as I walked to the entrance. There are so many cars outside the Grand Finance. I am trying to remember if we have any appointments or guests for today. "Traizle!" Tyler called me when he saw me. I walk faster to enter the building. "What? Did something happen?" I asked. He held my shoulder. "You need to get ready." he answered. "Why?" I asked. Why do I need to get ready? "Seems like Mr. Zarsuelo's grandparents are here." Tyler answered, and it left me speechless. Are His grandparents here? Why? Why didn't he tell me? I am not yet ready to face them. It's not even a day since I confessed to him. "Move, go to his office. Do your best, okay? Get on their side." Tyler added as he gently pushed me. Tyler didn't know that I had confessed already. I shouldn't tell them this. I quickly went to our office to put my things. "Mr. Zarsuelo's grandparents are here. They are asking for you." Claire said the moment I