BLIND DATE
Chapters. 17 Small incidents

"So what's your name?" jarvis asked after Tristan's car roared away from where they were.

"Fine."

"It seems I have an important task as well. So maybe you can't take care of your bike right now, but I promise you I'll definitely finish it because it's the director's order. You interned at what part?" ask Jarvis to interrogate.

"The financial part."

"OKAY. Request your mobile number. So when I finish my job, I can call you" said Jarvis, pulling his phone out of his pocket.

"Good, sir." Ara enthusiastically gave Jarvis her phone number. They share numbers.

"Okay, I've saved your number. Now I have to follow the director immediately. You should go inside too, right?"

"Yes," said Ara.

"OKAY. Happy work and ... don't talk about this accident to anyone else. That would make a bad image of the director" Jarvis said.

"No, sir." Because I'll get compensation for this accident. So I can assume this is all a small thing. But it seems I will remain silent because I do not want my disguise when it is revealed.

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Apparently there is a digital meeting with a textile company. The director of the largest textile company was on a large screen that stretched in front.

"It's nice to work with you, Biema," Tristan said with a satisfied smile. The finely-mined man on the screen smiled as well. Jarvis, who was there, nodded in thanks.

"Together, Tristan. I'm sorry I couldn't see you in person" the textile company's director said.

"I understand. You must be accompanying your wife" Tristan said raising her eyebrows.

"Yes." Yeah." The man smiled faintly. Yet it still shows unparalleled happiness.

"After I finish everything in the company, maybe I'll come visit you. But don't be angry, if I forget to visit you."

"It's okay. I didn't expect to be visited by you. Because I know you're a work maniac, Tristan," Biema pointed out. But Tristan only smiled faintly admitting he was.

"So .. will you come with the daughter of the Andromeda family?" asked Biema who heard the news of their marriage.

"Eitherway. Let's see it later."

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"What about the employee?" ask Tristan.

"Sorry, Sir. I haven't spoken to the intern yet." Jarvis stopped his hand from moving to speak.

"Yet? So you let me make a mistake without taking responsibility?" tristan said as if growling.

"Sorry, Sir. I can't talk long about the loss the girl received. Because I have to come here immediately to accompany you to the meeting" Jarvis said. Tristan let out a rough breath.

"So ... You better finish it soon. The butute motor becomes more and more blind because there are so many scratches here and there because of me."

"Good, Sir." After agreeing, Jarvis returned to tidying up the documents in front of him.

"Do you feel like you've met him, Jarvis?" tristan asked while holding his chin.

"Who's Master?" ask Jarvis who doesn't know who his boss is talking about.

"Occupier. Victims of the accident" Tristan explained. Jarvis began to understand.

"Ever, sir."

Tristan looked quickly. "Have you ever met her other than meeting her this morning?" tanya Tristan enthusiastically. Actually Jarvis wondered himself as if he was special had met the girl before.

"really. Didn't I meet the intern with you" said Jarvis, who remembered the sentence the boss asked the girl.

"Me?" Tristan wonder.

"Yes. When we get down from upstairs. When Mr. Haga is looking for you." Jarvis reminded again of their meeting with the intern.

"Oh, in that elevator?" guess Tristan started to remember.

"Yes, Sir." Tristan tapped his desk with the tip of his index finger. He remembered the meeting again. Almost the same question, he asked the girl.

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