Missing In The Heart
Chapter 51.To Paris

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Morning greet, The sky outside is still gray. But Mahavir's noisy voice standing on the balcony of the room and talking on the phone managed to infiltrate Rachel's ears, making her return to consciousness. Either he spoke to whom, but there was an intonation of his voice that held back the vexation.

Rachel wriggled softly, both her eyes twitching at each other trying to wake up. His right hand stretched out to fumble on the nightstand, grabbing the alarm clock and looking at the needles and figures there, showing at 07:00 in the morning.

Just as Rachel was about to wake up, Mahavir was seen approaching.

With an annoyed grunt, Mahavir turned off his phone and threw it violently on the sofa, then he himself threw his body on the bed next to Rachel and closed his eyes.

"Who's phone?"

"Hmm?" He muttered without opening his eyes, his outstretched hand grabbed Rachel's waist and pulled her into his arms. "I'm sorry I woke you up, slept again...."

BUKK'...

Rachel's pat on Mahavir's shoulder made him open his eyes. "What's up?"

"Who's on the phone?"

"President...."

"President??"

"My dad...."

"Ohhh...."

Silent moment...

"Don't ask why?" Now half lying looking at Rachel, with a bent elbow supporting her head.

"Why indeed?"

"He sent me to Paris"

"The paris? When's? What's for?"

"Before afternoon, he told me to represent him at the hotel that half of his stock he had just bought. Because he still has business in America, so he can't attend that shareholder's meeting."

"Then?"

"You wanna come? All of us honeymoon over there..."

"How many days is there?"

"Maybe 3-4 days."

"I don't think I can come, three more days..."

"Yes I know, that's why I'm upset. The old man likes to make dizzy" he said immediately interrupting Rachel's words.

"Hey, it's your dad."

"Well, that's why I can't dodge. I was going to send Stuart there, but he immediately warned." Light Mahavir with his regret while ruffling his head.

"Yes, just go..."

"Aren't you going to miss me?" Gently stroked Rachel's cheek.

Shake slowly, "It's only three days, not three years." Said Rachel cuek.

Mahavir sighed softly then dropped his head onto Rachel's shoulder spoiled. "For me a day is like a year...."

"Have not been spoiled.from now on you have to seriously work. You are constantly expecting your father. You're not ashamed to use all these facilities out of your father's sweat?" Rachel asked as she rubbed Mahavir's hair.

Mahavir raised his head and looked at Rachel's face. His naughty smile grew, "Then before I go I want to Charger first?" Asked who without waiting for Rachel's answer immediately landed her kiss, again lamented the sweetness of the candle. Both hands guerrilla without waiting for the cue from his brain, down the entire surface of Rachel's skin. Until then,

Drrr... Drrr.... Drrr.....

Mahavir's phone rang, sounding quite loud but Mahavir ignored him.

Drrrttt'... Drrrrttt'.. Drrrttt'...

It rang again and again Mahavir ignored it. He is still focused on his activities.

Drrrr'.... Drrrttt'... Drrrttt'... Ringing once again.

"Virr.." Rachel pushed forcefully. "Thank you there, it might be important."

Mahavir raised his body and rattled his hair in annoyance. Walk to the couch and grab his phone. He saw a glimpse of the name of the caller on the screen of his phone, then again he threw it rough.

"Who?"

"not important... Let's go on..." Go back up to bed and pull Rachel, then...

Drrrttt'... Drrrttt'... Drrrr'.....

Now it's Rachel's phone turn that sounds, making Mahavir even more upset. Rachel got up and grabbed her phone.

"Who called this early in the morning?"

Rachel shrugged both of her shoulders. "I don't know, foreign number."

"Not to lift!"

Rachel glanced resentfully at Mahavir, "It might just be important." Rachel immediately picked him up. And there was a familiar voice there.

"Sorry Rachel, is the Boss sir there?" Ask Rey at the end.

"Oh, iyya there is. nih..." Handing over the phone to Mahavir?

"Who?" Narrowing his brows, he immediately grabbed the phone in Rachel's hand, wondering who called him through his wife's phone.

As soon as he heard the voice from the caller, Mahavir immediately turned it off and clucked in annoyance. He took back his phone he threw on the sofa, then went out of the room and called Rey back. After Mahavir's death, Rachel went straight into the bathroom to save herself from Mahavir. Linger there to clean up.

Mahavir spoke to Rey for 15 minutes. When he was about to go back into the room, there was the sound of a bell from the first floor. Mahavir again sighed harshly, he clenched his hands hard as an outpouring of his emotions. Then walk down the stairs to the door.

Opening the door to his Penthouse and the face of Stuart who was looking sinlessly with a servant woman.

"Why press the bell when you know the password?" Ask Mahavir the circus to Stuart.

Unasked, Stuart immediately breezed in with his head turned to the right and left. Mahavir followed behind. "There's Mrs Alister now so I can't just walk in."

"What's the matter early in the morning?"

"Oh, that's me bringing the waiter from the main house. He's Indonesian too." Pause for a moment and turn around. "Come in and do your job straight away." His orders were firmly executed by the servant earlier.

The waiter deftly went straight to the pantry and took out all the ingredients he brought and processed them into breakfast for his master.

While Mahavir immediately brought Stuart into his room.

"Did the president contact you?"

Glanced at Stuart in annoyance, "This must be your job, right?"

Stuart raised one eyebrow with a faint smile that adorned his face, "Sorry, but this is purely an order from the President. Looks like the shares of the hotel in Paris were bought by the President for you. I see all the documents on your behalf. Maybe the President hopes you can focus on running his business because now you already have responsibilities. You can't relax like before."

"Well, you're the same as the old man." Grunts angrily looked at Stuart. "But why should it be in Paris, why not just here."

"Alister Hotel is already yours, only the President wants you not to just dwell here. You should be able to learn to spread your wings and not rely on one place."

"I haven't been able to, I'm not as good as him..." Mahavir's sigh did not believe in his ability.

Stuart clucked angrily at Mahavir, the man he had been mentoring and accompanying for nine years. Proficiently a very clever man, Stuart knows that. It's just that the son of his superior is a little unruly. Especially when it comes to a woman named Rachel.

It seems like it is time for me to open my eyes and your way of thinking young master...Stuart's inner drum. He sighed and then continued speaking,

"The president really hopes you will continue what he has been building, you are the only focus for his old age. If you refuse, all the efforts he built a long time ago may be taken over by his family. You know the President built this all without the help of his family. The president has cut ties with his family after his family did not accept your mother, to make your mother run away to his hometown while he was pregnant with you. Since then the President has struggled to pioneer his own business and tried to find the existence of the Great Mistress. Thankful the President could have found you by chance."

Mahavir was stunned for a few seconds, then sighed slowly. "Yes, I know.. But give me a little more time. At least once my relationship with Rachel has gone well."

"Yes, I'll talk to him."

"It has to be that way." Smiling satisfied, making Mahavir even more upset at him. "As long as you're gone, is there anything I should do?"

"Oh, yes. As long as I'm gone you have to take care of my wife for 24 hours. Take her wherever she goes. Give him and Bryan a shadow guard. But don't let them know and realize it. They are both my family now. I don't want anything to happen to them."

"Well, I will definitely do it without you asking. Is there anything else?"

"What about the vendors who work with Rachel's label?"

"It's all done, you don't have to worry. They will always supply quality materials for the Madam's office."

"Good"

"Oh, there's one more."

Stuart sighed softly. "Otherwise?"

"You still know Reynolds, right? My friend who you once mentored with me also, who is now the General Manager of a branch hotel in Indonesia?"

"Yes, I'm not old, my memory is still clear. What's wrong with her?"

"His sister will represent Indonesia at Queen Elizabeth Hall. But it looks like the show will be postponed until the London fashion week is over. Now he's on the plane with his entourage and he'll be there tomorrow. Rey asked me to help her take care of her sister. While I'm leaving for Paris in the afternoon. So can't pick him up. If you have time to pick him up, you can call Bryan to accompany you. The boy's afraid he'll be afraid of you."

Stuart frowned, "Fear? I'm handsome like this can scare people?"

Mahavir looked up at Stuart. "You're handsome? Not wrong? If it's good looking why haven't you done it too?" His ejek.

"I'm not not selling, just haven't found the right mate." She smiled confidently.

Mahavir shook his head with a chuckle. "As you are...."

"Oh yeah, how do I know Rey's sister? how's character? Is there a picture of him?"

"Ah, I forgot to ask for a picture. I'll send it to Bryan."

"Why not just send it to me? Are you afraid I'll tease her?"

"You want to be a pedophile?"

"Huh? How old is his sister?"

"Last year she's only 14."

Stuart chuckled as he scratched his temple. "Well, you said he'd be scared of me!" Excited by smiling her. "Now there's no more, is there?"

"Yes, you can go."

"Not been invited to breakfast?"

Mahavir stared intently at Stuart.

"Handering...!" Stuart then bowed a little respectfully and left the workspace. Just as she had just walked out of the study, Rachel greeted her.

"Have breakfast?"

"I'm sorry, not yet Madam."

"Then join us. Looks like I'm cooking a lot." Said Rachel, who seemed to have gotten acquainted with their servant.

"It is with pleasure that Mrs Alister." Stuart said with a big smile and immediately occupied one of the chairs at the dining table.

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After breakfast, Mahavir took the time to drive Rachel to his office and wait for her to work. Although Rachel refused, Mahavir insisted.

However, there Rachel could not focus on working because the whole time Mahavir just kept bothering her.

"I thought everything was in order?" Mahavir asked who saw Rachel could not stay in her place. She was sitting in Rachel's chair.

"Yes, but I still have to make sure of all the other processes." Pick out a few sheets of paper with sketches of the dress design on the table and walk out of the room and give the picture to his team members. Mahavir could only see Rachel from behind the window curtain of his office which seemed to explain in detail to one of the young women sitting behind his cubicle.

After a few minutes, Rachel re-entered her room and was about to pick something up from her work closet. She only turned her head for a moment towards Mahavir, and smiled faintly at the pouting face of her husband.

"Can't you just take care of your assistant?" The Mahavir protest that had not been ignored by Rachel.

Rachel gave a smile, "It's possible, but I wouldn't have calmed down if I hadn't intervened. Why why?" He approached Mahavir and rubbed his head.

Mahavir pulled Rachel and made her sit on his lap. "Can't you just come with me?" Embracing Rachel tightly and persuading her. "Come yes... Pleases.... "

"No, baby, I still have a lot to do."

Mahavir sighed softly and dropped his head on Rachel's back. Inhaling deeply Rachel's body scent.

"Virr, you'd better go home. It's a little late in the afternoon, you'll have to get ready."

"Stuart must have prepared everything. I just need to prepare my mind." He said by lightly tucking the nape of Rachel's nape, making Rachel cold hot.

"Virr, don't be here."

"Then let's go home, there's still time."

Rachel patted Mahavir on the back, "Why are you so impatient? Yesterday you just relax."

Mahavir fell silent, His heart was so heavy as to leave Rachel for a second.

Rachel understood Mahavir's feelings. He put his hand on Mahavir's neck and landed a kiss on his cheek.

"It doesn't work if it's just there." Pulling Rachel's nape and fusing her lips together. But Rachel quickly pushed Mahavir.

"Why?"

"Later to see my employees."

Mahavir pouted again, his lips pursed. Rachel could only smile anxiously at Mahavir's behavior.

"I promise you, if this event ends I will spare all my time for you. You want to stick like glue, I won't resist." Rachel's light, making both eyes in front of her that had been seen dimming now become hopeful sparkles.

"Well, I'll look forward to that day." Smile and kiss Rachel's forehead gently.

"Here you are late!" Rachel exclaimed releasing Mahavir's embrace and got up from his lap. "Are you sure I don't have to drive you?"

"Yes, there's Stuart driving me. Besides, if I see you later, I'm definitely not leaving."

Rachel nodded in understanding. "Go away? Not go home and change clothes?"

"You want to come home with me? Or maybe help me change my clothes?"

PLAQUE'...Rachel patted Mahavir's shoulder.

"Don't start again."

"Splash" Chuckled softly and got up from his seat. "I'm leaving right away, I'll change clothes on the plane later. You're fine as long as I'm not here. Wait for Stuart to drive you home. Let him drive you everywhere."

Rachel nodded her head. "Yes, you are also in the spirit of work."

"Surely my dear..." She brushed Rachel's hair and then kissed her forehead again. "It looks like Stuart's been waiting outside. I'm going, yeah..."

"I'm taking you out?"

"No need." She kissed Rachel on the forehead and moved out of the room. Rachel simply smiled and looked at Mahavir's back which started to move away from behind the window curtain of her room.

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Thank you for being faithful here...

Thankyou...

Kamshamnid...

Arigatogozaima...

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