Chapter 5 Classy Performer

A man dressed in black, typical of a driver, had just gotten out of the car that had been parked in Pram's office parking lot.

And yes, this man is none other than Pram's personal driver, who was assigned to deliver Aline and supervise the woman.

And now, after taking Aline home, Pram's personal driver rushed to his boss's room to report about Aline according to what his boss ordered.

Case case case case

"Enter!" After hearing the order from his boss, Pram's personal driver opened the door to Pram's private room and then went inside to look for his boss, who turned out to be sitting in an oversized chair as usual while working, facing a laptop that was on.

"Sorry, boss, for interrupting your time; I want to report about Miss Aline," said the driver, making Pram raise his head and immediately divert his attention from the laptop screen. Pram also slightly lowered the glasses that were perched on his nose, which were used specifically for work.

"What? Tell me quickly; I don't have much time just to listen to your report!" Pram said firmly, making his private driver immediately explain in detail and clearly what he saw when I was watching Aline. The driver also revealed that Aline had previously become acquainted with one of the foreign men who accidentally collided with him.

Hearing his private driver's explanation carefully, suddenly one of Pram's hands clenched tightly with his face looking angry. This made the driver decide to resign before his position as a driver was threatened just because he said something wrong.

"I'm just reporting like that, boss, I'm leaving," said the driver before leaving Pram's room without getting an answer or response from the five-headed man.

"Luckily, I got out quickly," muttered the man who served as Pram's personal driver, who immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he managed to get out of Pram's room before his boss vented his anger and threatened his position.

Returning back to Pram's room, there was only silence before the owner of the room banged the table quite hard with a face that looked like he was holding back anger. "Who is that man?" he growled after getting up from his oversized chair and walking towards the fairly large glass window in his room showing a view of tall buildings.

"I won't let you go, Aline," Pram continued, muttering with a gleam of obsession in his eyes.

It only took five minutes for Pram to stand in front of the window, looking at the outside view with a blank stare, but his thoughts wandered elsewhere before he headed towards his work desk again and took the cell phone that was there.

"Find out the identity of the man who was with my lover!" he said firmly after his phone connected to his private driver, who had seen the man who was with Aline, or rather, accidentally met him.

"I don't want to know; you ask Liam to find out who that guy is and send him the photo!" Pram continued after hearing the answer from his private driver.

After that, the middle-aged man immediately turned off the telephone line unilaterally at will. Naturally, he was the big boss in his own company, so it was up to him to do what he did; no one would dare to reprimand him. Instead, they are afraid of getting in trouble with their boss.

Little girl

While he was still silently thinking about Aline, Pram was made to snort harshly when he saw a man who immediately entered his room without knocking on the door; even the look on his face seemed relaxed and seemed normal.

The man was dressed no less neatly than Pram, wearing a neat black suit with neatly styled hair. The difference was that in one of the man's ears there was a black earring, which was his trademark.

"Not polite!" Pram hissed, who had been holding back his anger from the start and now was faced with someone who always provoked his anger and drained his patience.

Hearing this reprimand, instead of being afraid, the man who had just entered Pram's private work room casually sat on one of the sofas there.

"Right, this is Daddy's own room, so I'm free to come and go here," replied the man who called Pram a child to his father.

"Don't act like that; you can do whatever you want, Frans!" Pram said firmly, trying to control his anger in front of his son.

Yes, the man who looks to be in his twenties is indeed his only son with his late wife. Not only Frans, he has another child who is Frans' older brother, and she is a woman who has been married for ten years.

So Pram also has grandchildren-in fact, two. For some reason, he was confident in having a relationship with Aline, who was much younger than him, and introduced Aline confidently to his two children, even though not directly.

Frans just shrugged his shoulders indifferently when he heard his father's words. "Where is Daddy's girlfriend? I really wonder how beautiful she would be if seen in person."The man asked, making Pram remember Aline, who had met a foreign man at the mall.

"When are you coming home?" Instead of answering Frans' question, Pram changed the topic of conversation and instead asked his only son.

Since the last five years, Frans has not been in Indonesia, which means the man has never met his father's lover at all, only that his father once sent a photo of Aline to his two children.

They just accepted Aline because their mother had also left them for ten years, which made Frans think that his father needed someone to accompany him in his old age. But who would have thought without Pram's two children knowing that Aline's goal was not to be serious about their father?

"Just last night, but I didn't say anything first because I went straight to the apartment and went to sleep. By the way, don't divert the previous topic, Dad," replied Frans, who wasn't that easily distracted by his father's conversation now.

Pram massaged his temples because he felt a little dizzy thinking about Aline. "Don't ask about that yet; I'm having a headache. It's better if you just go home now; don't go to the apartment! There's still a house, so go back to the apartment!" Pram said this before the man got up from the chair and walked towards a room with the door tightly closed.

"One more thing: don't try to mess with Daddy's company! Just take care of your own company!" Pram continued before the man entered the special room where he used to rest when he was in his office.

Seeing that, Frans suddenly snorted. "Tsk! What the hell, Daddy? When his son comes back from America, instead of hugging him, he just avoids it when he asks about his girlfriend! The older he gets, the more annoying it gets."The man grumbled before getting up and deciding to leave his father's room because his goal of going to his father's office had been dashed due to his father choosing instead to go into a rest room.