Flash Marriage Makes A Perfect Match

Lucila then remembered that, when she left yesterday, she was so worried about Neto that she didn’t even bother with the money she had earned.

Another reason was that there was so much money in the proceeds, and they were all good friends of Neto’s, that Lucila was too embarrassed to take them.

Neto picked up the sack and said to Toli: “That’s it, you can go now.

Lucila glared at Neto and took Toli by the arm: “Come in and sit down, you’re so early, you haven’t had breakfast yet, have you?

“No.” Toli smiled willingly as she completely ignored Neto’s warning look.

It may not be the right word, but at the moment Toli gives Lucila the impression that she is behaving well.

“We happen to be eating, so if you don’t mind, come in and eat with us.”

Toli immediately answered, “Yes!”

Lucila had only made breakfast for two before and now that Toli was here she had to go back to the kitchen to make an extra one.

But it was good that breakfast was simple and she fried up some more bacon and eggs and baked a small pizza.

As she brought them to Toli, she asked again: “Do you want milk or juice?

Toli also had the sense to know that squeezing the juice was going to be a bit tricky and said: “Milk”.

Neto, for his part, was not happy.

Why didn’t Lucila even ask him if he had milk or juice?

Breakfast was a dark and fluid affair.

Toli, however, is perfectly satisfied.

Since he was kicked out of the house, he eats out, and those friends and others don’t invite him to their homes, and he doesn’t stay at anyone’s house.

Neto was like a brother to him, even though he was a few years older than him, but he was very close, and he felt very comfortable and friendly when he came to eat at Neto’s house.

He ate all the breakfast off the plate and then said very histrionically: “The third sister-in-law’s cooking is very good.

Lucila’s smile slipped, she knew her own cooking, she knew it well, it was occasionally overdone, it wasn’t particularly good, it just tasted very ordinary.

He smiled and said, “The one who is really good at cooking is a friend of your third brother’s called Qin.

Mr. Severo’s cuisine is something you can’t forget once you eat it.

He had always found it strange that a man who was president could be such a good cook.

After all, he was Mr. Severo, a god-like man, what could be difficult for him?

“Are you the president of the LK Group?”

I didn’t know that Toli knew.

The two had a lively chat about Severo for a while.

Toli lingered over breakfast and had a nice chat with Lucila before leaving satisfied.

It was only when Lucila was clearing the dishes that she noticed Neto’s cold, frozen face.

She knew why he was upset, but she had to leave him hanging for a while.

How can such a great man be so insignificant?

Isn’t Toli just a breakfast meeting?

Didn’t you just congratulate Mr Severo on his cooking?

What’s so mean about that?

Lucila tidied up the kitchen and judged that Neto had been left to dry sufficiently and it was time to take him away.

Neto is sitting on the sofa in the living room, constantly changing channels with the remote control.

Lucila walked over and carried the bag of money Toli had brought to the coffee table, then sat down across from Neto.

He pointed to the bag of money and asked: “What about all this money?Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Neto didn’t like Lucila leaving him alone for a while. He didn’t want to talk to her, but he couldn’t help it and said: “If I won her, she’s our family!

“But it’s not good for friends to earn so much money”. Lucila was very torn.

“You think those brats of theirs are so bad at playing cards?” Neto looked at her with a dumb look on his face, “They all let me get away with it deliberately, all this money is their welcome gift to you.”

Lucila listened in amazement as it became increasingly clear to her that there was something strange about Neto’s circle.

Clearly, they are a rough and tough bunch of men, but they are exceptionally careful in what they do.

Lucila pursed her lips and smiled: “So that’s how it is”.

“You’re welcome, feel free to take it and spend it, they’ll still have to bleed when the time comes for the wedding.” Neto didn’t know what had occurred to him and smiled a little mischievously.

Lucila was slightly stunned, a wedding?

She lowered her eyes in a rare moment of embarrassment, hooked her hair between her ears and gave a soft “oh”.

It’s not a lot of money to leave at home, so the two of them decided to take it and save it.

After saving the money, Neto had to buy Lucila’s clothes again.

In her words, of course a new wedding requires new dresses.

Lucila was a little puzzled, feeling that Neto was more calculating than she was.

He believes that Neto might have a hidden gender.

They bought a lot of new clothes and bags before returning home.

Seeing that Lucila was not very interested, Neto looked away and said, not at ease, “I was just afraid of aggravating her”.

Her voice was a little too low for Lucila to hear too well, and she asked, “What did you say?

“Nothing. I didn’t want to repeat it, I didn’t want to hear it, he’s a big man, it’s embarrassing.

Lucila guessed in her mind for a moment, but only vaguely guessed that it was a “you …” phrase, but she couldn’t figure it out and didn’t bother to think any further.

After arriving at the apartment building and parking the car, Neto followed an empty-handed Lucila with a large handbag, a slave to the woman.

As they stepped out of the lift, however, they saw the open door to the flat and a pair of very good-looking bodyguards guarding the door, and they both blanched.

That’s no ordinary bodyguard, that’s clearly a guard who travels around the compound at all times.

Neto freed one hand to take it and said: “It’s OK.

Lucila nodded and followed him inside.

As soon as they entered, they saw Innocent sitting on the sofa.

Innocent, still in his suit, sat with his back straight on the sofa, his face serious.

Lucila unconsciously tried to release Neto’s hand, but he sensed her intention and, instead of letting go as she expected, his grip tightened.

He tossed aside the large bag he carried in his hand and led Lucila to sit across from Innocent, he looked at Innocent with a cold face, “Doesn’t Chief White know that breaking and entering is illegal?”

Innocent’s eyes rested on the intertwined hands of the two men, his sharp gaze fell on Lucila, and then he turned away.

Lucila felt so uncomfortable with the way he was looking at her that she could only flinch.

“Who told you I snuck in?” Innocent’s face was serious and his voice was loud, not as if he were talking to his son, but as if he were lecturing his own soldiers.

Lucila’s mind wandered, it couldn’t be that Toli had asked her to come, could it?

In turn, she understood.

Neto and his juniors, however capable they may be, are no more than children in the eyes of Innocent and the others.