Antagonist
Chapter 29. Married Run

A few hours ago, right at the time the DNA test results came out.

"I'm right. You are Alfred Russell, I will serve you well." Gordon said the test results when the mother and child were enjoying their lunch.

"A...I really don't need to go back to the old house with mom?" tanya Query reassured her listeners.

Gordon nodded."As your guardian your last name is Miss Cresia, will be Cresia Russell. Keep in mind, you're members of the Russell family, never bow your head to anyone else."

Query hesitated to speak. She missed Rachel, wanting to know what she was doing. Something is wrong with Edward Snowden. Clenching his hands, for a month he followed the class well. Even getting perfect grades, never asking for anything.

The cold face of Edward Snowden who was embracing Rachel's shoulder entered the Snowden family residence is still remembered.

"Bo. can I ask you something." Nervous Query.

"May, whatever, I'll grant." Gordon smiled kindly.

"A. I'd like to collect an appointment on a personal servant." Query.

"Personal servant? On that matter, I am indeed recruiting professional people and selection is being done. So---" The butler's sentence is interrupted.

"No! I. I want Rachel." Say Query with a serious face.

"Rachel?" Gordon knitted his forehead.

"There's a classmate Query he's smart and nice, he often helps us first. Since it's possible, rather we want to take her with us." Cresia gave a rough sigh.

"Then give me the address of the boy's house. It would be great to be a playmate of the young master." Gordon held a smile on his lips. Not bad either, if the behavior is good, raised together, after adulthood later stay married. It then produced more descendants of the endangered Russell family.

"I..this is the address." Query, writing in a small note he took from the corner table of the room, then handed it to the butler.

His eyes scoured, familiar address, the white fox stealth house, the cunning snow wolf."This is the Snowden family residence, you didn't write down the address incorrectly, did you?" tanyakanya.

"Rachel, Edward Snowden's personal servant. 8-year-old, he used to help Query, eat with us and even share his side dishes." Cresia breathed her.

Jeder!

Like a lightning bolt, he had to face the madman again. Flint Snowden, especially Rachel, is Edward Snowden's personal servant.

Edward Snowden's? The child who was pampered half to death by his father. High level of intelligence and decency seen from an early age. Father and son are both so troublesome.

Sighs rough."It will be difficult." he muttered, stepping towards his study.

"Can't ya mom?" tanya Query was disappointed, wanting to stay in this place with Rachel. Life is hard together, and it's also good to be together.

"It's okay, we can meet Rachel, sometime." Cresia tried to calm her son.

But is it true that the butler simply gave up? Remember that! This is the desire of an almost extinct species. He stepped quickly, taking the map that was in one of the drawers.

Actually this will be used to negotiate with regard to other projects. But it doesn't matter now, Alfred Russell's wish is an edict for him.

He stepped out, looking down at the disappointed Query."I can work on it. Flint Snowden, will not be able to turn down this offer, just to retain a servant," he smiled.

Query jumped in his arms."Thanks uncle..."

*

Until he arrived at this moment. He is in direct contact with Flint Snowden. Of course, just a little servant boy, what's the point? A tempting offer, the weakness of business rival Flint Snowden abroad is exchanged for a small waitress.

"If you trade Rachel for that paper. Rachel and I are gonna run away from home." The sentence spoken by Edward in a serious tone left his activities assembling toy trains.

Rachel clenched her forehead digesting this situation well. Why would Alfred Russell fucking cassanova want to take him.

The man is the true seductress CEO of the future. Edward's main enemy, he hates him. The one in Rachel's shadow right now was just a handsome playboy man with a petty smile. Edward and Flint are considered family by him. So Edward's enemy was his enemy as well.

No answer at all from Flint makes the child really anxious. The white-haired boy who clenched his hands."Go Rachel! We're packing! Get out of this house!" Firmly 10-year-old boy, whether to run away, pulled Rachel's hand to pack.

But Flint smiled."Listen to my son how he loves his sister. He even wanted to run away from home with his sister."

"A..sister?" Gordon knitted his forehead.

"Dad! I told you Rachel wasn't my sister." Said Edward again.

"I intend to adopt him, giving the Snowden family a last name. But maybe it's later because my son hasn't agreed completely. So to exchange my daughter for this? Of course my daughter is still worth more than a pile of papers." Answer Flint throws the document on the table.

"Adoptions? You want to adopt this kid?" The question Gordon seemed to think.

Rachel let out a rough sigh of silence for a moment. He is still underage, although only helping with homework less than five hours a day but still the status is still a servant. Gordon can take it easy if it takes this down the legal track. Maybe being Edward's sister was Flint's way of protecting him.

So instead of living with a bed criminal like Alfred Russell, shouldn't he be an adopted son? Or at least pretend to be a foster child.

"Dad, I won't run away from home. Brother is just an emotion." The answer from Rachel's little lips was full of smiles.

"My sweet daughter..." Flint ruffled his hair.

"Sister! I told you you're my servant not my sister!" Edward quickly pulled Rachel's hand back."A. I'll protect you. Don't be my sister, will you?" her door.

Rachel shook her head."Big brother, slowly big brother will accept me as your sister right?"

Edward fell down his fingers trembling. A sister? A sister will grow up, will never obey her brother's words. Nor can a sister be forbidden from falling in love and getting married.

The boy was silent digesting everything.

Gordon watched Rachel from top to bottom. His face was smiling a little."You're smart to choose her as a foster daughter. At first if you disagree with my offer. I intend to take this matter to the legal track for hiring minors. Then he took her to Russell's residence as my adopted daughter, and playmate of our young master Alfred Russell."

"But this time my wish offer was different. Maybe we'll talk about 10 more years. If there is no change in the way my young master thinks. My next offer, will probably reconcile those of us who have always waged a cold war in the business field." Gordon began to rise, keeping his intentions alone.

Stepping away until almost invisible.

Prangs!

The sound of the broken cup is heard."Rotten old man! Don't think about taking my daughter when she grows up! She will forever be Rachel Snowden! Not the fucking Russell!"

Aye! It was Flint's voice that began to understand, Gordon meant, would wait another 10 years, if Alfred Russell's wishes did not change.

Sure was! It will be a business alliance marriage.