Rise Of The White Dragon Chapter 16
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"En." Although a little pale and looking like she was going to be sick at any moment, Ingrid struggled not to think too much about what had happened. "I saw floor cloth and cleaning products. I will go get them and wipe the blood off the floor while you do what you have to do."
"Okay, I'm going to leave this to you then." Luan smiled at her as he rubbed her head, comforting her.
Ingrid was not used to this, but still, she did not remove his hand. She confessed to herself that it helped her a little to calm down.
After that, Luan went to the three women and one man who were inside the estate office and started to erase their memories. He even made them think that the current time was the time that Ingrid, the broker, and he had returned.
Almost ten minutes later, Ingrid finished cleaning all the blood on the floor with bleach and used a cleaning product to remove the smell of blood. She even sprayed a scented product a few extra times for good measure.
Another ten minutes passed and Luan finally finished erasing the memories of the four people. Perhaps because he was not yet at a very high level with his mind, he felt a little overwhelmed, however, he still stood his ground.
"And now, we just wait for them to wake up?" Ingrid asked.
"No, I still need to delete what was recorded by the security camera." While saying this, Luan went to the computer that was transmitting the images from the camera and hacked the real estate system and erased everything that was recorded and reprogrammed it to start recording after 1 hour. With all this finished, he got up and said, "Done. Now I just need to wake them up."
Unlocking the door, Luan lifted Bruna off the floor and placed her standing in front of him and told Ingrid to stand beside him. After that, he snapped his finger and everyone was awakened simultaneously.
Although they felt strange and felt that something was wrong, they started to act normally. Bruna was the first to speak, "Come, you can sit down while I prepare the paperwork for the house."
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"Okay." Luan nodded and went to the chair and sat down. Ingrid did the same and sat down next to him.
Bruna went to the other side of the table, and started to prepare the house documents, as well as the deed. She came back and said, "Mr. Luan, how would you like to pay?"
"With my debit card." Luan said as he handed her the card.
"..." Bruna was a little surprised, but managed to compose herself and smiled professionally as she passed the card through the card machine. "Okay, Mr. Luan, can you enter your password, please?"
"Yes." Nodding, Luan entered the password.
After it was approved, Bruna said, "The papers are already filled. Mr. Luan just needs to sign and the house will be in his name."
"No, I want to leave it in her name." Luan turned to Ingrid. "Ingrid, you sign."
"Okay." Ingrid nodded and started signing the papers for the house documents.
"It's all correct. This, here, is the registration and the deed on the house," Bruna said with a smile.
"Mm." Ingrid was thrilled. She almost forgot what had just happened before.
*
At the entrance to the suite at the Dallas hotel:
"Welcome back, Mr. Dimas and Miss Ingrid." Samantha received them both with a professional smile.
When Luan and Ingrid arrived in front of their suite, Luan passed the electronic card and the door opened.
"Hungry?" Luan looked at Ingrid as he entered the suite.
"I'm fine; I just need a shower. Many things have happened, you know," Ingrid replied in a tired voice.
"Okay, I'm going to be watching television in the living room," Luan said and went to the living room.
*
"Luan, at the end of the afternoon I will go to my mother's home and give her the good news about the house." Ingrid seemed nervous when asking, "Would you want to go with me?"
Seeing her act shyly, Luan couldn't help but think she was cute. He smiled and said, "Yes, if it's not a problem, I will."
"It wouldn't be a nuisance; I would be very happy if you went along!" Ingrid regretted noticing that she ended up raising her tone when she had spoken in a hurry.
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"Okay, I will." Luan pretended not to notice how nervous she was when talking to him and nodded.
"Great." Ingrid put her hands together in the form of a prayer, and it was easily noticeable how happy she was about it.
*
On the road to Ingrid's house, Sebastian was driving.
"Luan, is it okay if I tell my mom that you helped me buy the house and that I'm going to start working at your business while I pay for the house?" Ingrid asked suddenly.
"I do not see a problem. I already had that intention," Luan replied.
"Thanks." Ingrid no longer knew how many times she had thanked him, but she still didn't think it was enough.
When they arrived in the neighborhood where Ingrid lived, the car drew a lot of attention and some even remembered that it was in that same car that Ingrid came last time. Because of this, people paid close attention; even those who didn't see it the day before heard what happened, and because of that, they already knew that it was possibly Ingrid inside the car. When the car stopped in front of Ingrid's mother's house, it only confirmed the suspicions of the people watching.
Ingrid got out and Luan got out of the car shortly after her. Seeing the pink house, Luan was not surprised that it was very small when compared to the one he bought for Ingrid.
"Shall we go in?" Ingrid said in a low, shy voice. She felt like she was taking her boyfriend to meet her mother, which made her heart beat very fast.
"Okay." Luan nodded and entered with her. Sebastian was waiting in the car.
As they passed through the iron gate, they walked just a little ways to get to the door.
"Mom, are you there?" Seeing that the door was unlocked, Ingrid opened it and asked a little loudly.
"Yes, I'm in the bathroom," her mother replied.
Seeing Luan waiting in front of the door, Ingrid said, "Come in. I know the house is small, but you can sit in this chair."
Ingrid dragged a brown wooden chair with a white cushion for Luan to sit on. Luan did as she asked and sat down.
"Ingrid, is anyone there with you?" Her mother screamed.
"Yes, Mom, I have a..." Ingrid replied, "friend; I have my friend here."
"Oh child, you should have warned me earlier; I'm not even dressed up. Wait just a few minutes; I'm already leaving." Her mother misinterpreted what Ingrid said and thought that finally her daughter got a boyfriend. She was already suspicious, since Ingrid hadn't been home for a few days, saying she was at a friend's house.
"Mother..." Ingrid understood what her mother was implying, but she ended up not correcting the misunderstanding now. She would wait for her mother to come out of the bathroom, since talking like they had was embarrassing and everyone on the street could possibly hear.
A few minutes later, Ingrid's mother came out of the bathroom and was wearing some weak makeup and pink lipstick. She had her hair tied in a high ponytail and wore a casual honey-colored outfit, being pants and a long-sleeved blouse.
"Good afternoon. I'm sorry the house is messed up like it is. This child- she didn't even tell me she would bring a visitor." Although surprised by how elegant and handsome Luan was, Ingrid's mother greeted him with a welcoming smile.
'That handsome boy might be my son-in-law?' Ingrid's mother assessed Luan from top to bottom and couldn't help but be satisfied.
"Good afternoon. My name is Luan Dimas; sorry to come like this without warning," Luan, who got up from the chair, told her.
"No need to apologize, I know it's my daughter who did things without warning..." Ingrid's mother said with a smile, "Anyway, make yourself at home."
"Mom, I'm going to get right to the point." Ingrid looked at Luan with a little embarrassment at what her mother had said, but she knew she had more serious matters to deal with, "Luan, he lent me money to buy a house and I'm going to start working at his mother's company to pay him back for the house."
{Edited by: Azurtha}
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