Kleiner looked at the assistant furiously. He never realized that now his assistant was talking a lot.
"Today, I just realized one thing!"
"May I know, Sir?"
Kleiner glanced at Oscar and replied,
"That you ask too many questions!"
'Good grief! Why is Mr Kley being so sensitive?' Oscar asked himself. He was stunned by Kleiner's answer.
"I'm so sorry, Sir! I was only worried about you."
"Come on!"
Oscar nodded as he replied,
"Yes, Young Master."
Throughout the journey, Kleiner was mostly silent. He opened the brown envelope and took the contents out of it.
"Bolshoi ballet theatre."
Kleiner looked at the two tickets Semyon Boldayev had given him yesterday afternoon when he was having a business meeting at his hotel. However, he was already disappointed with the treatment of the younger brother of his business partner.
**
Oscar stopped the car in the VIP parking area of the family company StonevrustariosーRutherford Companyーlocated in Hamilton Place, London.
Oscar De Vough glanced at his master, who was staring at the two Bolshoi theatre tickets in his hands with empty eyes.
"What is it, Sir?"
Kleiner gasped. Again, Oscar interrupted himself, who was thinking about the beautiful woman who was none other than his wifeーVyschella.
"There isn't any."
"Then please come down, Sir! We've arrived at the office."
Kleiner looked to his left and right. He recognized the VIP parking area, which became a parking area for him as well as company officials. Instantly, he had neatly stuffed the two tickets he had been holding in his hands.
"The ballet at the Bolshoi theatre, Russia, is taking place at the end of September, isn't it?"
"That's right, Sir. What's wrong? Didn't you intend to be there?"
Kleiner smiled faintly. This man, who has many female fans, recalled his wife's radiant face when dancing the ballet and now, he has decided to attend the ballet performance.
"I'll change my plans."
Oscar unbuckled his seatbelt, then looked back for an explanation from his master.
"What do you mean, Sir?"
Kleiner straightened his coat as he prepared to get out of the car that had brought him to the office.
"I'm going to Russia for my honeymoon."
Brack!
Kleiner opened the car door and quickly got out of there before Oscar asked him a few questions.
"Young Master, are you going on your honeymoon with Miss Vyschella? How long? Then, why did you suddenly decide to go on your honeymoon?"
Oscar hurriedly got out of the car and chased after his master. As Kleiner expected, the waving assistant asked him several questions without pause.
"Young Master, wait for me!"
Oscar ran after Kleiner, who was already standing in front of the VIP elevator exclusively for himself and the company's top brass.
"What's wrong? You're really weird, Oscar."
"Young Master, please answer my question!"
Oscar stood next to Kleiner, who was staring at the numbers at the top of the elevator.
"You ask so many questions, Oscar."
"Okay, Sir."
Oscar caught his breath, then began to slowly ask Kleiner. He stares master without blinking.
"Do you need my presence to look after you and Miss Cia? Because frankly, I've never set foot in the second-largest superpower after the USA … and as the news circulates, the men there are very handsome!"
Ring!
"Good morning. Please, Sir!"
The male employee in charge of servicing the VIP elevator, invited Kleiner and Oscar to enter the elevator politely and as usual, Kleiner never returned greetings from his employees, not even a smile.
"Thank you." Oscar was surprised when he heard Kleiner return the employee's greeting.
"SーSir?"
Oscar glanced at Kleiner and watched the man from head to toe in disbelief.
"What's wrong? You're really weird, Oscar!"
Not only was the assistant surprised by the attitude of the young master of the Stonevrustarios family, the male employee standing in front of the two of them was equally surprised.
"If I'm weird, then what about you, Sir?"
Kleiner rolled his eyes.
"Insolent assistant!"
Ring!
The elevator guard bowed his head while respecting Kleiner's presence as his boss.
"Please, Sir!"
Kleiner stepped away, leaving Oscar who was still flabbergasted by his master's change in attitude.
"My Master Oscar, don't you want to catch up with Master Kleiner?"
The elevator guard rebuked Oscar, who still didn't move from his position.
"Oh, yes!"
Oscar ran after Kleiner who had already stepped through the corridor to his room which was located at the corner of the tenth floor corridor.
"Good afternoon, sir"
The secretaryーDianaー greeted Kleiner who had just arrived while lowering his head.
"Where's Mr. Semyon?"
"He's waiting for you in the waiting room with Miss. Anastasia."
Oscar interrupted the conversation between Kleiner and Diana.
"Young Master, should I replace you meeting them?"
Kleiner raised his right hand and entered his room. Oscar also faithfully followed wherever his master stepped.
"Oscar, give me the Bolshoi Theatre documents that I must sign!"
Kleiner sat on his throne comfortably. He leaned his head to imagine the look of happiness that radiated from his wife's face.
"Are you certain that you've made the right decision, Sir?"
"Just hand over the paperwork, and I've long-term plans with the Bolshoi theatre!"
Oscar handed his tab to Kleiner for him to read the bilateral cooperation contract with Semyon Boldayev's side.
"Please, Sir!"
Kleiner took the tab from his assistant's hand and carefully read every sentence written on it.
"Hmm, not bad!"
Kleiner came to the sentence percentage of shares listed at the bottom.
"Oh, apparently besides the Bolshoi, there's another one of the largest and most legendary ballet theatres in Russia!"
"That's right, Sir. The theatre is called…."
"Mariinsky Ballet in St. Petersburg."
Kleiner interrupted Oscar's words. He looked at his confused assistant.
"And the theatre was existing before the Soviet Union collapsed."
"Ahh! I'm really amazed by your knowledge, Sir. I thought you weren't very knowledgeable about ballet!"
Kleiner smiled sinisterly. He grabbed the digital pen and immediately signed the contract agreement on the tab without a second thought.
"Okay, Oscar, now call them!"
Oscar looked worriedly at his master, but he couldn'tdo nothing but obey the master's orders.
"Yes Sir."
Check!
Oscar went to pick up Semyon and his younger sisterーAnastasia Boldayevーwith a heavy heart. He no longer cared about the strange thoughts in his mind about the Russian blood brothers, but he would still support whatever his master decided.
**
After the assistant left, Kleiner grabbed his phone and opened the gallery feature. He searched for some photos he managed to capture when Vyschella was dancing ballet in her dressing room. And, the man had a smile on his lips.
"One day, you'll definitely become a prima ballerina like Anastasia, or even your star will shine brighter than her! I'll make sure it happens, Cia!"