Mr. Perfect Isn't So... Perfect. (Slow Updates)

Chapter 4:- Just have some control over your PDA

Hey guys! i'm back:) hope you had a good day, if not let me make it a good day for you:) so here's the next chapter. my english may go wrong at points so please forgive me if i make silly mistake:) but note: see Neil McAdam's house pic beside:)

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*Katy POV*

"where is it Taylor? We have been driving for more than an hour now and yet I don't see anything that looks like your Boss's house!" Angeline exclaimed frustrated. Lately, Angeline hasn't been herself, she's moreover going through a sort of multiple personality disorder and the credit goes to her hormonal changes during her pregnancy. I wonder if even I would behave this weird during my pregnancy? Well, nothing can be told yet...

"relax, Angel. We will make it there on time," Taylor stated still looking at the GPR for the directions. He had never been to his Boss's home before hence, we were sort of lost since a little while.

Zoey bent towards me carefully trying not to spoil her curled hair and artistic make-up that suited her well and giggled, "Kay! It's a masquerade party! Imagine what if we meet our dream boys there and they are really handsome?"

"who? Your half Malaysian and half Spanish who is half crazy?" Angeline stated from the front passenger seat looking at her through the rare-view mirror while Zoey turned into a red tomato making me and Taylor burst into laughter.

Zoey sat quietly as Taylor started to drive again. He turned left from the PETRONAS twins and headed straight before turning right from a mall. Within no time we encountered a traffic jam. This was something we had never seen in London.

"why the hell is there so much of traffic here?" Angeline inquired impatiently. Oh-oh! Looks like her irritating self was coming out. This was not good, not at all good!

Taylor just smiled at her. "because honey, we are here," he stated indifferently which caused us to immediately put our heads out of the windows to catch a glimpse of the huge, beautiful, modern, marvelous, in short a speechless mansion right in the middle of a well maintained lawn. The majestic mansion was decorated exotically! Spot lights came out of everywhere which made it look like a modern era palace. I couldn't take my eyes of its sight, the owner was definitely one brilliant person.

The huge gates were wide open for cars to drive in but the security was very tight. We stopped at the gate when the security motioned us to stop. Taylor rolled the window down and handed the invitation card that he had received.

"Taylor Land?" the security confirmed.

"that's me," Taylor replied smiling nervously as the guard checked the name in a register.

"you may go in," the security guard informed.

"thank you," Taylor added as he drove past the gates and around a marvelous huge fountain that our car encountered just a few meters from the gate.

He stopped the car at the steps that led to the main door where everyone else did. There were many people here, wearing ritzy dresses outshining us in every single manner. Though, their faces were hidden behind their masks, we could still see how many layers of make up the ladies here had applied. Shaking the thought away, we climbed out of the car as Taylor handed the keys to a person who sat in the car and drove away.