IRON ANGEL
The arrival of Caterpillars

Willson Smith Missions suddenly became very crowded, there were a lot of body guards who arrived, even now the butler was made dizzy because of the many people who wanted to work as a waiter there.

Leona was still sitting quietly in her chair, the little girl devoured one by one the food on the table, but the corner of her eyes continued to pay attention to the movements of the servants who currently looked so busy. I don't know what was actually planned by Willson Smith so that the usually quiet mension was suddenly very crowded.

Taps...

Taps...

Taps...

A beautiful 22-year-old girl appeared in a Maroon-colored mini dress, black high heels attached to her legs with a rope wrapped around half a calf. Not to forget the necklace and diamond earrings, making the appearance of the beautiful girl more charming. Her face showed arrogance with her chin continuously raised upwards, she walked meanderingly showing her ideal body shape as a very sexy woman.

"Where's Wiison?" ask the woman to Leon, one of the butlers Dimensional hired.

The old man immediately turned to the source of the voice, then answered the question posed to him.

"Good morning Miss Clara, it seems like Mr. Willson is still not back, he is exercising" she replied, nodding her head.

Clara spread her gaze throughout the room, until finally her eyes looked at the figure of a 6-year-old little girl who was devouring her food very casually, regardless of the people who currently looked busy. Moreover, the little girl was still using sleeping pajamas.

With slow steps, Clara immediately moved her legs towards the dining table. "Who are you? And what are you doing here? Do you know if a waitress and a host have different tables? You should have eaten at the butler's table in the kitchen, not at this table reserved for the owner of the Mansion." he said, staring intently at Leona.

Leona stopped her mouthful, then glanced towards the woman who was currently looking at her full of hostility. "Shouldn't I be the one asking, who are you and what are you doing here?"

Looking at the cold gaze and flat face that the little girl was aiming at, Clara frowned. He was really very curious about the origin of the little girl who was currently staring intently at him.

"Based on a stupid girl! I'm the future lady here. My name is Clara" she said proudly, but Leona just giggled softly, then replied to a speech from the woman.

"If it's like that, I say goodbye!" he said while feeding back the bread in his hand.

Clara was momentarily silent, but soon after we stepped her feet toward Leona, without warning, she grabbed the hair of the little girl who was now sitting behind her, as if she was underestimating her position.

"Aww.." Leona grimaced, then turned her body to face Clara.

"Stop acting like you're the young lady in this house, right now, go to the kitchen and make me some orange juice!" said Clara while letting go of her trap violently.

Leona immediately stood up, her eyes looked teary, but she did not go to the kitchen, instead ran forward and immediately fell into the arms of a man while sobbing.

Clara twists her body, she looks shocked because it turns out that Leona is currently in the arms of Willson Smith, the man she has been betrothed to.

He did not expect that the little girl he had been oppressed was someone who meant so much to Willson.

"I-I never did that, I came just missing you" Clara said as she approached Willson.

But suddenly Leona uttered a sentence, which made the woman instantly fixated on her spot." Dady, look at that stepmother-to-be who grabbed my hair. He was rude and considered me a waiter, even told me to make juice for him."

Hearing that, of course Willson immediately glared at his eyes, while Clara could only swallow her saliva violently, the little girl turned out to have the courage to complain about her actions to Willson.

And wait! What did that little girl say? Dady's? Could it be that Willson had been secretly married and had a daughter?

"Get out of my house! And don't ever show up in front of me again!" willson said firmly, making Clara's eyes immediately glazed over.

While Leona gave a small smile as she stuck her tongue out at Clara, she was neither afraid nor dared to go against the woman, only that she wanted Willson to teach her a lesson, so he wouldn't have to bother dealing with the caterpillar.

"Curtain! Wanna get rid of me? You never will." muttered Leona as she glanced at Clara.

While Willson only smiled faintly, he was already aware of the plans made by his adopted daughter, nor did he mind to take her place giving a lesson to the woman of his mother's choice, the prince said, who kept trying to get close and get Willson's attention.

"Willson, I'm sorry." Clara's face looked sad, but her hands were clenched. It seemed like the woman was trying hard not to show her anger before Willson. But it could not fool Willson or Leona's eyes, both of them could see very clearly from the tip of his eye.

"Come, continue your breakfast!" take Willson while holding Leona to the dining table, while Clara still stands in her place.

"You better get out of this house, until whenever I never want to marry you. Bury deeply into your desire to marry me! You don't deserve it!" willson said as he stopped his steps, right next to Clara.

"The exit is there! Go!" he continued, regardless of the reaction of the woman who looked very angry.

"I'm going to tell this to Aunt Sherly!" clara said as she took a quick step, she tried to suppress and threaten Willson by carrying her mother's name.

"And I don't hesitate to destroy your entire family-owned business, if you dare mess with me!" willson replied casually while sitting Leona on the chair.

Clara stopped her steps, and she glanced at Willson, who was busy preparing breakfast for Leona. Shortly after, the woman again continued her steps out of the big mension.

"You're gonna regret Willson, just look! Soon you'll be bending your knees before me." murmured Clara.

While Willson is currently scrambling Leona's hair with a thin smile. "Basin a bad boy!"

Leona smiled, showing her neat rows of teeth, although sometimes Willson's attitude was cold towards her, but in fact the man cared and protected her greatly.