Chapter 2-hisgrandma'sDecision

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Chirque's P. O. V.

It's really early in the morning and yet there is it our fucking maid continuously knocking at my door. Damn It! Fuck her for disturbing me.

"Will you please stop knocking?!!! Its irritates me more to the point that I want to run towards you and kill you!!" I shouted to her.

The fuck! That daiz2x are really revolting! Again and again, she's always ruining my days.

So I decided to go wherever she is.

"So, what is it all about?" I asked daiz2x while giving command to our menials to do their job to me.
Tsk. Tsss what a blimps maids I have.

"So what 's your damn fucking ploy again? Huh?" I asked in sarcastic way and I seated abruptly.

"Oh ahahhaah why your eyes like that grandma??" I said while emphasizing the word grandma.

"About you and also the company." She answered.

What is she talking all about again when I know that I'm being responsible to our company, I didn't even forlorn it ever since I became a president.

"I know what's running in your mind so yes I knew it from the start." daiz2x said.

"I know that you're not the one who did the responsibility for our business and I also know that you're not really responsible in your position that I given to you a year ago." She said.

Tsk. So what? Its natural because I'm their boss, I pay them so they need to obey my command whatever is it.

"So do you think that all you're doing was right? Don't you?" She asked.

"Yes! Because their all my slaves so I'll command whatever I want to. Whether they like it or not they must need to obey me or else..." I said to daiz2x.

"Their not your slave!" She screamed..

"Or else They will be fired." I added.

"Hahahaha who wouldn't be scared when I knew that money is the only thing they want and important to them. So they should love their work and they will start on me.

"So, are you done?" She asked.

"Fuck! What taste is that?!" I said and spitted the tea on her damn face.

"H-here s-senor-rito." Said by the brainless maid.

"Booggssshhhh!/do you really want to die huh?!!" I shouted to this dunderhead maid in front of me
While the tray of my victuals scattered on the floor.

"You're really vilest grandson to the point that you became heinous to their eyes." She said.

"What do you expect me to do? To act like an angel? " I answered.

"Okay I'll forgive you since this is your last time." She said.

"Tsk. As if you could." I said.

"Yes my beloved grandson." She said and what the fuck?! Whats that Saratoga?

Is she have a plan to dislodge me in my own house that she bought for me? What the fucking shit is this?!

"Now you need to do whatever I want or else I'll Be Deprived everything you have now." She said seriously.

"Whaaaaat????! Are you really fucking serious with that fuss?!!" I shouted to her.

"Yes and this is not a fuss. And lastly.. " she paused.

"You must need to wear all of these sweaters inside that." She said.

"S-s-sw-weaters??" Is this the end of the world?! Damn. Why all of this is happening?!

"Yes my dear Zaid Chirque Ladethon." She said and smiled widely.

"NO WAY!!!" I said and walk away.

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