Young Master's Beautiful Wife
Chapter 23
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19:30 WIB
Nah!
Nah!
“Young Master sure if I fit wearing this!?”
Marcel, who had been focusing on his mobile screen, turned around when he heard Zoya's voice..
The dress Zoya wore was a pink dress with exposed shoulders, a shoe with a crystal model of the same color, and a, and the hair is neatly severed with pink ribbon accessories that tie some of Zoya's hair strands back.
“I'm uncomfortable with his clothes, Young Master. I changed to yahh?” bargain Zoya with her smile, but Marcel is staring at her sharply.
“That outfit is not right for you, but that's it! Just wear it.” Marcel said with indifference, and passed away.
On the way, there was only silence surrounding the two. But Marcel opened his voice so as not to be too quiet.
“When there, keep your attitude. And for today, call me Marcel in front of the entire Pramuditya family. ”
“B-good.”
“Young Master, are we the only ones there later?” ask Zoya.
“Maybe not, there must be a lot of people. There are my parents, Leonard, Oma and maybe Vanka!” sahut Marcel who is still loyal staring at the screen of his phone.
“Leonard?”
“You don't know him yet, you'll meet him later.”
Zoya was bearded and re-looking the Jakarta street view from the car glass, Marvel who became the driver of both of them could only smile thinly, at least Young Madam and also her Young Master got along.
Chitt's!
30 Minutes, a long trip. Marcel got out of the car first, and opened the car door for Zoya and stretched out his hand like a scene in romantic movies.
Zoya looks up at her head, a house as luxurious as Marcel's private home. There was a flower garden as a barrier, and there was a fountain elegantly in the middle of the street.
“Truly like a palace!” Zoya muttered.
“Do not look anywhere, so it is Young Madam Pramuditya who has an elegant and polite attitude!” Marcel pulled Zoya's waist closer to her and hugged her.
"He's better looking if he's good and really thinks I'm in his heart." Zoya's mind was sad, but she again normalized her expression.
Cklek!
Marvel opened the door to Pramuditya's mansion, and allowed Marcel and Zoya to enter first, while Marvel followed behind.
Zoya starts to look around, luxurious and very cool. The walls are cream-colored with gold-colored ornate carvings, not to mention expensive items that add to the luxurious impression of the house.
All the servants until the bodyguard submits as Marcel and himself pass by, there are two young servants who take Marcel's suit and store it and lead them both to the dining table.
Whoa!
Zoya has a history of stage fright, but this house is not a stage. I don't know what strange feeling Zoya is feeling, but she feels bad and a little nervous when there are some kara raya people there.
“Zoya!!”
The girl in a luxurious light blue knee-length dress ran up to Zoya and immediately grabbed the girl's embrace.
“V-vanka?”
“Honey, this is Oma Me!” Marcel introduced a pulmonary woman with rolled white hair and glasses who was sitting in the front seat.
“Greetings, Oma.” Zoya lowered her head accompanied by a smile, but Oma Marcel only responded to her with a niggle.
“They are like that!” whisky Vanka.
“Haii, everyone!!”
Everyone's attention was sharp as the baritone's voice greeted them. The handsome young man carried his brown suit on his right shoulder, his wide smile not fading.
He sat down as Marcel pulled the chair, but it was not for him but for Zoya.
“Ck!” Marcel clucked when the chair was taken by Leonard, yes the young man was Leonard.
“Oh, Hello! You must be Zoya, right? I'm Leonard Fernando Torres, call me Mr Leon!” Leonard suddenly snatched Zoya's hand to shake hands, of course it invited an unpleasant aura from Marcel.
“Okay, can we start? Sit down everyone!” andhara said, he knocked on the table with an empty glass twice.
There were two dining tables in the room, one dedicated to Andhara's clients and Marcel, who were invited to discuss their corporate cooperation.
While the second table, filled by Marcel, Zoya, Vanka, Leonard, Yuna, Oma Marcel and Andhara. But strangely, there was one empty seat right on Marcel's left.
“I Andhara Pramuditya, the establishment I am here to announce that today is a glory day for My son's Company, Marcel Ziyon Pramuditya!” exclaiming Andhara, Marcel got up from his chair and walked over to Andhara.
Prok!
Prok!
Everyone applauded and Zoya looked in amazement and was proud of Marcel. This is a historic day for the Marcel Company, this is the third year Marcel company rose.
Yeah, 19 years old. Marcel was already given the company by Andhara, initially the business that Marcel runs always fails and makes it almost desperate. If it wasn't for the help and encouragement of Andhara, Leonard and Vanka's parents, it's possible that Marcel's company wouldn't have been this successful.
“Thank you I said because you all would like to attend this special event. This is the birthday of Company M Pramuditya, mine! Thanks again for coming!”
No matter how special Marcel's short speech just now but everyone immediately applauded, Zoya alone did not understand what Marcel had just said.
After saying that short sentence, Marcel returned to his original seat.
Andhara raised a glass containing a drink. “For all of us, let's start the show!”
Actually it's not like a party that obliges everyone to dance, but it's a dinner party with violin music as her accompaniment.
The waiters began serving some dishes with premium food that looked good but with a small portion.
Zoya is not used to food that has to use chopsticks, forks, even a knife to cut meat.
But he had prepared this in advance, he even watched the tutorial to become an elegant Young Mistress in one night only.
“Young Master, why doesn't Marvel sit down?” Zoya whispered to Marcel who was right beside her left.
“He's a bodyguard, it's not appropriate to sit with us. Those are the rules and principles that all Pramuditya family bodyguards must learn!” marcel whispered, Zoya now understands why the Pramuditya family is famous for its discipline.
“Young Master Marcel, can we talk?”
One important client called Marcel, he talked to Marvel for a moment and approached the client. Now only Vanka, Marvel and Zoya are left, Leonard also takes care of his cooperation with Andhara.
“Vanka, this empty seat is for whom?”
Vanka stared lazily at the chair that Zoya was referring to and then propped up her chin.
“For the one who is always proud of his Oma Marcel.” sahut and terminated.