Chapter 104 - Just you (1) (1/2)

The night of the party to welcome Amiya O'Neal, the youngest daughter of Santo O'Neal, had arrived.

Santo O'Neal, an American man of the early fifties. He had a construction company. The company that had been stable and prosperous for generations passed down to the hands of Santo.

He was the only son, so he inherited it inherently, despite the fact that his administration skill was almost nonexistent.

Santo grew up using money like paper. But being handsome, so he managed to get a rich woman. Afterward, Santo almost destroyed her treasure due to being possessed by a gambling demon. So she asked for a divorce.

He had a daughter from his first marriage, Sara O'Neal, twenty-seven years old. The one Santo had already sent to Stefan years ago when he could not pay his interest.

After divorcing from the American wife, Santo married again to a Thai woman, but she later had cancer and died, leaving him a daughter, Amiya O'Neal. The one who had just graduated from England.

For Amiya, after her mother died, her grandparents adopted her and raised her in Thailand without Santo's interest. But now when she finished university and grown-up with beauty, Santo thought she could help him out with the debt just like Sara did for him in the past.

Santo asked Amiya to return to Las Vegas to celebrate. But the hidden plan was to launch Amiya to the rich young men around Las Vegas. Especially, Stefan Mackenzie who was the most important target for Santo. He had hoped that the party tonight, Amiya would catch Stefan's eyes.

And if Stefan was interested, Santo would be able to write off all his debt so the party he had held tonight would pay off and worth his investment!

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Stefan stood, holding a glass of whiskey, he was looking out of the bedroom windows. The tall figure wore a black suit, shiny Italian leather shoes. He looked handsome and elegant from head to toes.

”I am ready.”

The soft voice said at the connecting door. Stefan turned to look and paused. The image in front of his eyes took his breath away.

The slender body in a stunning pale-pink satin evening dress stood there and smiling beautifully. The upper part above the dress was covered with lace, decorated with delicate golden silk in flower patterns. The shoulders and arms had see-through soft silk down to the wrists. Beautiful and showed nothing as the boss required.

She had her shiny black hair up in a bun. Her face applied makeup only lightly but she looked beautiful and perfect. Stefan lit a smile and stepped forward her.

”You look very pretty.”

He complimented sincerely from his heart. Wirata gave him a shy smile. She raised her hands to straighten his tie.

”You look very handsome, too.”

She complimented him back. Stefan used his hand to lift her chin up, bent down to kiss on her forehead.

”Really? Handsome and do you like it?”

He was in a very good mood, ready for the party. Wirata looked at his handsome face and tilted her head pretending to think longer than necessary to tease him.

”Hm,...” She made a sound in her throat.

”Okay. You don't have to answer. I know what you will say.”  He said in a knowing tone.