CHAPTER 28

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A plant.

He took a simple looking plant out of the box. The plant was inside a transperant pot with water filled in it. The roots of the plants were dangling in the water and the leaves were of light green colour, it also had a weird looking maroon colour flower.

He had a cute innocent smile across his face as he gazed at the plant.

Well, he's not innocent though.

"A plant?" I wrinkled my nose.

"Yes, isn't it beautiful?" His eyes were still on the plant with smile on his lips.
"I won this in an auction for 1.7 million." He said as my eyes widened like a saucers.

"Dollars?" My jaw hung low as he nodded with a smile still with his eyes on the plant.

"It's worths two million." He said as my jaw dropped onto the floor.

"Dollars?" I asked again as he nodded again.

Seriously!! Is he nuts?

"You paid 1.7 million dollars for this plant." His eyes were still on the plant as he gazed at it adoringly.

"Yes."

This time I almost had an heart attack.

"I would have bought thousands of these kinds of plants in just three grands." I said with a knowing look.

At this statement, he faced me squarely as his cute smile was transformed into his signature scowl.

He narrowed his eyes into a glare as he stood up, taking the plant along with him from the coffee table.

"I very well know that you've got very tiny brain with zero IQ power. But for your information, this is.." he pointed towards the flower. "..shenzhen Nongke orchid, it is completely a man made flower and it's rare. It took eight years to develop it inside a laboratory by the agricultural science group of china." He shook his head in dismay.
"Why am I even explaining it you?" He exhaled heavily and walked past me towards his room.

HOW. DARE. HE??

Everytime he insults me.
All I get is insult, insult and insult from him.

Tiny brains?

Zero IQ power?

Does he even know the full form of IQ?

I Know.

It's..... intelligent.... quotient...right?

Well I know.

Bastard.

I can't even curse him out loud or smack him because a tiny part of me still scared of his consequences.

Huh!!

Screw him!!.

With that I ascended upstairs towards my room.

...........

Very tiny brain..

With zero IQ power..

I was pacing back and forth inside my room as his words were ringing in my ear.

Filthy piece of shitty asshole.

I've been cursing him in my mind but still I'm not in peace. His nasty mean words just keep ringing in my ears. I will not be in peace until I curse him right on his face.

But I can't..

Wait!! I can.

A mischievous idea suddenly came into my mind as a devious smirk curled up my lips.

I took my phone out and approached Google for help.

But which language should I choose.

Spanish is fine, I guess.

I pressed the search button before typing, very VERY bad words in Spanish. 

The page opened and there were many Spanish bad words along with the English meaning. But I selected the two easy one.

One was,

Qué cabron- what a bastard.

And the other one was.

Puto- A man whore.

I revised these two words in my head.

Puto, puto, puto, puto...

Qué cabron, Qué cabron,......

With a devious smile plastered on my face, I turned the door knob before descending downstairs. 

Harold was inside the lounge, near the book shelf going through the books. I tiptoed towards him.

"Harold.." I called his name in a sing-song way with a sweet smile as he turned around with a scowl etched on his face.

"What?!!" Came his angelic...-- I mean his gruff voice.

"Qué cabron!!" I smacked his shoulder softly with a sweet smile on my face.

He dusted his shoulder, where I touched but I just smiled.

Take a chill pill..

What was the next word?

"You're such a puto." I waved my hand animatedly.

He narrowed his eyes into a glare and folded his arms across his chest.

And with a knowing look, he opened his mouth.

"Qué está mal contigo, Miss Nolan?"

"Huh?!" I scrunched my nose as my lips twisted.

He raised his chin up,
" muy bien Español."

"What?? What do you mean?"

Was he also cursing me in another language?

He exhaled,
"I said, I very well know Spanish in Spanish."

My eyes widened as terror filled me.
"I... I..--" I didn't know what to say.
"You know Sp..- Spanish." I stuttered.

"Hmm" he pursed his lips.

My tongue got tied as sweat trickled down my forehead.

My face paled as it turned priceless.

"MY ring--" suddenly I yelled and started looking around.
"Maybe it's in my room, I'll go upstairs." With that I sprinted towards the staircase hastily.

I looked back towards him, instead of a scowl or twisted face, he had amusement skating all over his expression.

I whined inwardly plus sniffled.

Why do I always make a fool of myself ?!!

Oh me!!

Screw me!!

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