‘Hmm,…’ Fleur crossed her arms as she rest her head on her table. Glancing at her laptop, just made her to frown more. As the president of her late father’s company is hard work. And she needed a day off. She has been in a meeting with the Americans for some time now, and she seriously need a break sooner or later.
Fleur glance at her clock. ‘16:00 PM’ , she sighed once again before stretching her arms. That’s it, she needed to go outside to take a fresh air. And go for some shopping. Fleur takes her coat, and started to drive to the town.
The town is always pretty with lights, and Fleur just loved it here. She is just taking a look at a cute polkadot dress before she bumps into someone.
“s-sorry!” She exclaimed, bending to help the guy who fall down because she bumped him earlier. “Are you okay?”
Keith was walking throught the city with Prince Edward and a bunch of guards, when he suddenly got bumped by someone in front of him, falling on the floor.
He finally saw an hand, and looked up at the owner of the hand that was in front of him.
He looked away, and got up, the guards already in front of him to stop her to come closer.
“That’s ok out!”
Prince Edward smiled lightly, looking at Keith pretty upset.
“She asked Sorry Prince Keith… You should accepte her appologize now.”
Keith looked at her recluantly, a young girl with blond hair was looking at him worried.
“Forget it!”
Saying this, he started to walk once again, but Prince Edward stood still.
“We can’t let this lady like that write?”
“W… Prince Edward… I am the one that had been bump.”
“Yes but this Lady is seriously worried about it. We can’t let a beautiful flower like this right?”
Hearing this Keith rooled his eyes, pretty accustom to hear Prince Edward saying this kind of things to someone, and came back on his step.
What’s this? She’s just apologized of what she did earlier, and thIs guy is being rude. It’s just a bump. There’s no way a person could be hurt by this, and more importantly he’s a guy. A man. Fleur sighed and shakes her head. Once again, she couldnt understand why this person is mad because of a bump. And more importantly, why is he having so many guards around him? Is he like so important or something? “I’m really sorry, does it really hurt?” the sixteen year old asked again, this time she’s nice enough for not yelling. Fleur’s full of pride, usually she would never apologized for something like this.
Fleur shakes head with a nervous laugh. She couldnt believe this guy. A researcher , but he is picking food? Now that’s just weird. The sixteen years old girl just rolled her eyes, and drink her milk tea.“A researcher who doesnt like Broccolies?” fleur raised her eyebrows to the guy. “You are one weird researcher.”
The girl just laughed at her last statement,looking at the older guy in front of her with her stupid smile.
“I hate them.” Ren simply replied.
Ren stared at it a little bit longer. “…bon appetit.” Ren made a face as he started to eat it. He was avoiding every little broccoli he found and slightly furrowed his eyebrow if one got stuck in his mouth accidentally.
“Are you here to help me?” asked him suddenly, looked up from his food.
“Help you,” Fleur taps her chin berore smirking. “Maybe.” Why is she in this job again? The fact that Elena is on vacation , and she couldnt be reached just make Fleur’s head spins. That’s why she accepts this job to investigate this guy. Fler sighed, this is so not for her. “Tell me, are you married yet?”
“What,” Fleur lets out a nervous laugh before she takes a look of the lint that Ren picks up from her shoulder. This man is really is something. He attracts her in some new level. “You scared me for awhile.”The blonde crosses her legs before she can looks up to the guy. “You’re not answering my question.”
“What is it?” he asked again and remembered that she asked what his occupation was earlier. Still expressionless, he stared at her squarely. “Researcher.” answered him.
The staff came and placed the food in front of them. Ren scanned his plate carefully when he spotted a small green on his cream pasta. He called the waiter once again. “There’s a broccoli in it.”
He scratched his head in confusion. “Yes sir. You ordered cream pasta with broccoli, am I right?” asked him back, looking up to his note again, and blew an intense sigh afterwards. “My apologies. You ordered them without broccoli.”
Ren nodded and a pressure of guilt washed over the young man’s face. “How if I make you another one, instead?” offered him but Ren shook his head slowly.
“It’s fine.”
And with that, the staff bowed sorry once more before leaving their table. Ren picked the fork and started to separate the broccoli, pushing them on the side. When he was sure that there’s no green thingy left, he dig in slowly and gracefully.
Fleur shakes head with a nervous laugh. She couldnt believe this guy. A researcher , but he is picking food? Now that’s just weird. The sixteen years old girl just rolled her eyes, and drink her milk tea.
“A researcher who doesnt like Broccolies?” fleur raised her eyebrows to the guy. “You are one weird researcher.”
The girl just laughed at her last statement,looking at the older guy in front of her with her stupid smile.
The President: Jan & Fleur || The Unexpected
Fleur quickly shakes her head before she blushed to a different shades of red. A butler huh?well isnt that fancy? Thinking that she met a butler of a prince just made her day.“No! It’s nothing,” fleur said,waving her hand in front of her. “a butler? So you serve your master diligently?”
Jan raised an eyebrow over her question. “I wouldn’t say diligently, but more like a duty to do so.”
“Though I won’t mind to serve you too, milady.” he gave her a wink and playful smile. “How about you? It is kind of… unusual to see a girl like you strolling down the area on your own.” Jan peered the girl up and down.
“Are you not coming from this town?”
Fleur laughed before she is looking at the guy. “Serving me? No, no. I don’t need you to do that.” Is this guy for real? Like, really. Fleur is never the type to be served by a butler, she is too proud.
“Exactly,” Fleur pointed out. ” I’m not from here. I came here for a business trip, but now I just want to enjoy myself. it’s been awhile since I really enjoyed myself.”
The President: Ren & Fleur || The Job
Fleur is completely facepalming herself before staring back at the guy with a raised eyebrow. The french girl sighed. This is going to be a hard work for her.“you dont say,” Fleur said,almost frowning.”i meant what is your job? For example like me,i’m a pilot. So what is your job mister?”
He got up half-way to reached the girl as his face came closer as well.
They were there, looking at each other in a close range. He could practically count her eyelashes. Ren leaned closer and he saw her widened her eyes.
Just then,
Ren looked down at her shoulder and removed the lint. “See?”
“What,” Fleur lets out a nervous laugh before she takes a look of the lint that Ren picks up from her shoulder. This man is really is something. He attracts her in some new level. “You scared me for awhile.”
The blonde crosses her legs before she can looks up to the guy. “You’re not answering my question.”
“Great then,” Fleur said, smiling. As they walked to the cafe; Fleur noticed that this guy has the same exact face as Elena’s dating simulation games. He is not really her type, but he attracts her. He looks like that She is half of his age. He is old enough to be her uncle. “So Ren,” Fleur said, looking at the guy. “What did you do for a living?”
Ren followed the strange girl quietly. They walked into a cafe which seemed a bit too extravagant to him. The girl motion two fingers at the waitress and soon they were led to a table by the window. Ren walked and sat opposite her. He scanned his surrounding with his usual bored-look.
Medium size chandelier hanging on the center of the ceiling and spot lights in every 2 meters spread around it. Since it’s noon time, the lights were all off. Sun rays radiated through glass-wall. It was still bright as if someone turned them on at once.
Only one thing came up to Ren’s mind. Global warming.
His gaze fell upon the menu in front of him. Ren flickered open the pages and order a creamy shrimp broccoli pasta without broccoli and japanese hot tea when she spoke, asking what did he do for living.
“I work.” Ren simply answered.
Fleur is completely facepalming herself before staring back at the guy with a raised eyebrow. The french girl sighed. This is going to be a hard work for her.
“you dont say,” Fleur said,almost frowning.”i meant what is your job? For example like me,i’m a pilot. So what is your job mister?”
“A noble family?” Fleur asked, confused. “Are you rich or something?” The french girl plays with her foot before her phone started ringing again. The first caller is Elena; her otaku friend. And now it’s her crush; Ao. ‘Damn it,Ao. Not now.’ Fleur thought as she sees her cell’s screen. “I’m sorry, I had to take this.” Fleur said, apologizing. Before she picks her damn phone from a crush. “What is it Ao? Can’t we talk later? … Huh?” Fleur seems flustered when she answers the phone. “of course i’m alright! Dont be so worried!” After that conversation ends, Fleur can only sigh and put the cell to her pocket.
“Rich?” Jan asked back with surprise. She clearly didn’t know a single thing about him. “Like I said, I am a butler to Prince Joshua, the Dres Van Kingdom. His personal butler.” explained him again. “I am not rich, but Prince Joshua does. And I just happen to work for him.”
The girl plays with her foot before her phone suddenly rang. She pulled it out and stared at screen, before she could answer it, the phone beeped off and came another ring. Her expression changed.
Fleur cursed as she read the name that appeared on her cell’s screen which, to Jan, the caller must be from someone very dear to her. He noticed her flustered face before turning her back away to pick the phone up.
After that conversation ends, Jan saw Fleur can sighed as she put the cell to her pocket. He walked up to her and asked, “Is something the matter?”
Fleur quickly shakes her head before she blushed to a different shades of red. A butler huh?well isnt that fancy? Thinking that she met a butler of a prince just made her day.
“No! It’s nothing,” fleur said,waving her hand in front of her. “a butler? So you serve your master diligently?”
“Hello there! It’s very nice to meet you, Im fleur blanc. “
“Oh… I’m Mahmut.” He offered his hand to her. “It’s a pleasure to meet you!”
Fleur shakes his hand while nodded. “So how is it goin? Good?”
“Hello there! It’s very nice to meet you, Im fleur blanc. “
“hey there! I’m Fleur Blanc. It’s very nice to meet you. I hope we can be good friends!”
