The Love of a Billionaire

The Love of a Billionaire
SEASON 2 - THE


Some days Laura is still busy looking for a tutor for Evashya. Some tutors have already interviewed Laura, but there is still nothing that can make him interested in their submission.


After interviewing a middle-aged female tutor, Laura let out her breath.


"Evashya will be bored if you have a rigid tutor and will definitely constantly whine asking for a change of tutor." Said Laura leaning her back on the chair and twirling it around slowly.


Before long, the woman stood up and grabbed her coat, then put her cell phone and some other items in her bag and got out in her car.


A few minutes passed Laura traveled casually, then she pressed several numbers where the phone was connected to her car.


"Yes, hello Mr. Smith, my wife Laura from Zafran Volkofrich, can I meet you for a moment?" Ask Laura.


"Ta, today..." Laura again.


They talked to each other on the phone and finally there was an agreement to meet, Laura was quite satisfied and no less than an hour until he arrived in front of Hill School. Laura parked her car and walked into the school building, walking gracefully towards the room of Mr. Smith who served as the school board.


For some reason, this time Laura was really proud to have a husband who had a big influence, she could use her husband's name in these circumstances.


Laura walked into the room of the school board which was quite luxurious, and a man sitting in his great chair smiled welcoming Laura's arrival.


"Good day Mr. Smith." Greet Laura and sit carefully.


"Good day, madam, you are so beautiful, how lucky Mr. Zafran is to have a wife like you." Praise Smith without turning his eyes away.


"Thank you, but you're praising me too much..." Laura smile.


"So, what can I do for you."


"Look, I want to complain about how a teacher who should provide teaching and education or a good example for the growth and mentality of a student, but instead drink his beer in front of his own students."


"Who do you mean madam..."


"Your art teacher, Mr. Mike Bacelo, who has been deliberately drinking in the cafe with my son and playing dice, and I don't like the way he looks at my son."


"Hm.... That's so..." Smith mangosteen.


"I don't forbid him to drink, it's legal and natural, but he did that in front of my son let alone my son already dared to lie to his mother, I know, I was once young and a student, he said, but I don't want Evashya to choose the path as a student or boycott. Therefore I choose to put my child into this school that has the best image."


"I will impose strict disciplinary sanctions on Mr. Mike Madam, you take it easy, Evashya will be the best student."


"Thank you Mr. Smith, I feel calm when you say that."


"Is there anything else I can help you with?" Ask Smith again.


A few minutes Laura fell silent, and thought of something.


"Can a student here part-time work to become a tutor?" Ask Laura suddenly.


"I'm not sure about that... We know what the background of the students here is, those from families who have above average wealth. But, I also don't really agree when a student is working part-time, either, but sometimes the other side of students who want to work part-time can better understand the reality of life and train and hone their independence with the note does not interfere with school lessons."


"I saw some here go in on the scholarship track, and when I came here I saw them wearing the scholarship recipient's pin on his chest. Sorry in advance, their uniforms are shabby and having to wear a special pin isn't it a discriminatory act?" Ask Laura.


Smith let out a breath and leaned his back again.


"But I think it remains irrelevant and does not reflect the good morals of Mr. Smith let alone emotional students who cannot be controlled, are you sure those scholarship recipients didn't get any bullying or discrimination from students here who are from well-respected social backgrounds?"


"You may submit a meeting of the Madam's guardian if you have any suggestions or proposals, if your proposal is accepted by the trustees I can gladly change the rules you propose."


Laura was immediately stunned how could a school that has A accreditation and favorite rankings and has alumni of kings and nobles actually have a governance like this.


"Maybe I don't need to file a meeting, I just need to move on my own." Said Laura.


"Thank you for your time Mr. Smith." Then Laura continued and left the room.


Whereas Smith just gulped his saliva roughly looking at Laura who was leaving with dissatisfaction, let alone the face of Laura who was annoyed by Smith's reply.


Laura walked over and saw a group of students who were receiving scholarships were gathering. Once a week at certain hours the scholarship recipients must gather and get special direction from the guidance teacher.


Laura counted 5 students who received scholarships. But he also did not fully know exactly how much their total.


Then Laura breezed away and was going to the parking lot of her car.


"Mommy...!"


The voice was well recognized by Laura's ears, and the woman quickly turned around and developed her smile.


"Mommy's what you're doing here..." Evashya hugged her mother.


"Taking care of something, why aren't you in class?"


"Shya's in a rolling class... Now go to the painting room." Answer Evashya.


"Well get there fast... I have to go home too."


"Bye Mommy...! Shouted Evashya waving her hands and running towards the painting room.


Laura returned Evashya's hand and left. Before returning to the Mansion Laura took the time to stop by somewhere first. His car sped quickly into the street and then headed for a public funeral.


Laura walked towards eating her parents. Greeting and rubbing a headstone bearing the names of his parents, while smiling with relief.


"We are very happy, thank you for your blessing... Weekend I'm gonna bring your grandkids here." Said Laura.


A moment later, right behind Laura suddenly stood a man who had a well-built body, he glanced using the tail of his eyes and raised his head, who was standing behind his back.


"Lunit..." Laura's voice was low and so slow that it sank deep in her throat.


"How are you, Laura." Luwis said with an expanding smile and hid her hands in the pocket of her large coat.


"We met here..." Luwis again.


Luwis, who had left England for a long time, is back.


\~connects\~