The Heartbreaker by Hestrin Zantya (best historical biographies TXT) 📖

if his friend needs to talk to you, see ya!", Lada smiled and she said "Ok Thanks!" as she hung up the phone.

 

Lada went home right on 5 in the evening, she rode her bike and accidentally she hit a dog. She got off of her bike and checked the dog, she was worried if the dog died so she took the dog with her and brought it to a vet near her apartment. She gave the dog to a nurse as she sat down at the waiting room, she saw so many animals there but she was not into them, she didn't pet any animal and actually she didn't really like dogs. A vet guy called her name out as she finished read a cooking magazine from the book shelf next to the seat where she sat for thirty minutes. "Are you Lada? the owner of this dog?" he asked me, "Oh actually i hit this dog accidentally, I was worried about it so I brought it here, what's the matter, doc?" Lada said with a guilt in her voice. "No the dog is fine, but who's the owner?" that vet guy asked her, "I don't know" Lada said, "Ok do you want me to keep this dog?" he asked her again, "Well how much do I have to pay for the treatment? Lada said. He held Lada's shoulder and said "Don't worry about the money", Lada sighed and then smiled "Okay I have to go home now", that vet guy waved his hand as she said "Take care!", then Lada walked out the door and rode her bike home.

 

 Lada came into her apartment and grabbed her laptop out of her bag and checked out her blog, there was another comment from that silly guy and she smiled when she read it. Oh did you miss me that much? she knew he would be even more annoying because she wrote an incompetent comment to him. She thought about her dream and she wrote to him Actually I had a nightmare about you last night...She smirked at her comment and waited for his reaction. She took shower and then ate two slices of pizza that she bought after work. She took out her iPhone out of her bag and she got ten miss calls from Flyn, she threw her iPhone to bed and enjoyed her pizza. She laid down on her bed and thought about the man who broke her bike and that sea food. She realized that she had to find out the chef who worked at Hamberg Fisk and she needed to talk to him about that delicious shrimp. She checked her blog again and that silly man wrote something to her Seriously? tell me about your dream, Lada thought about that silly man because she realized that she only talked to him on her blog, she wondered if he had a chatting account so she wrote back Yes so do you have Skype? We can talk there i think! She smiled and she waited for him to reply her comment.

Chapter 7

Lada arrived at Hamberg Fisk, she parked her bike in front of that restaurant and then stepped in. She talked to the receptionist guy about the chef who worked las weekend around 7 o'clock in the evening. That recepcionist guy was so confused with her questions, he asked her to go to the kitchen and talked to a chef supervisor there. Lada sneaked around to find the kitchen because she forgot the way to the kitchen but she knew that the restroom was located near the kitchen so she asked a waitress there for a way to the restroom and she walked through an alley where she met that old man with grey hair. She opened the door and found that old man in the kitchen, she greeted him as she walked closer to him, "Hi how are you? Do you speak English?" Lada asked him and smiled at him, "Ya just a little" he smiled at her as he asked Lada to sit on a small wooden chair behind his kitchen table. Lada sat for a moment because she saw nobody but him in the kitchen, "Are you the chef supervisor, sir?" Lada asked that old man, "Yes I am, what do you need from me here?" he asked Lada as he washed her hands at the sink and then took another vegetables from the fridge. "I am looking for a chef who cooked a delicious dish last weekend, I came here with friends and it was last Sunday around 7 o'clock in the evening" Lada explained. He smiled and then said "Did we meet before?", Lada nodded and said "Yes we did..Do you remember that day? when we met?", that old man nodded as he cut the vegetable and put them in a big aluminum bowl. Lada got up from that wooden chair and said "Do you need some help, sir?", that old man shook his head and asked her to sit back, "I'm fine, and he's not working anymore he gave up" that old man said. Lada was so sad with his statement but she really wanted to know about that mysterious chef so she asked more about him to that old man, "But do you know him well?" Lada said, "Well not so well" he answered her with a doubt in his voice. Lada knew that situation was a little bit strange so she just made her goal to get his address, "Do you know where he lives?" Lada asked that old man, "Why do you want to meet him so bad, sweetheart?" he answered her, "Oh well because I am a blog writer and I would like to know more about him, I love cooking too" Lada said with a big grin on her face.

 

That old man sat next to Lada and said "He lives on his own now, but he told me that he likes someone", Lada listened to him as she took out an apple from his hand, he was a nice person he gave her a cup of tea and chocolate and he put all those foods on a small wooden table next to a chair where Lada sat and ate her apple. "So does he have a name?" Lada asked that old man, "Well I don't really call his name a lot but I call him barnslig it means naughty kid" that oldman said and giggled. Lada was very interested in their conversation she thought about that old man and his friendship with a mysterious chef that she liked. "How old is he?" Lada asked him, "Well I'm not sure he's 29 maybe, do you want his address?" that old man asked her, "Of course I do!" Lada said with a big lovely smile on her face.

 

Following by a week after Lada met that old man at Hamberg Fisk, she finaly decided to come and visit that mysterious chef house, she was riding her bike when her iPhone rang out loud, she's got a call from Mara, "Hello Mara" Lada spoke to Mara on her phone, "Hey Lad! it's been a while how are you?" Mara said with an anxiety in her voice, Lada giggled and said "Don't worry about me, I am fine", Mara sighed and said "Okay can we talk about that guy who works at the embassy? When will you need your passport and tickets?" Mara asked Lada like she was her mother, "Yes we still have two days until summer" Lada said, "Okay I will ask Andrew to arrange an appointment for you and that guy" Mara spoke as she knew what's the best thing for her best friend, Lada smiled and said "Okay but now I have to go because I need to do something now", Mara said with a curiosity "Where are you now?", Lada rolled her eyes as she replied "Mara, I will be fine, ok? I will call you back later! I love you, bye for now!" Lada hung up the call and put her iPhone in the bag.

 

Lada rang the bell as she stood in front of the front door and she waited for 5 minutes until someone opened the door for her. Lada saw a beautiful woman stood in front of her, she wore yellow shower robe and her long blonde hair was wet. "Can I help you?" she asked Lada, "Oh well nothing I think I got wrong address" Lada smiled and left that beautiful lady as she took her bike and went home. Lada felt so bad because she thought about that beautiful woman, she remembered that old man told her about that mysterious chef's mistress or someone that he liked the most. Lada rode her bike qickly and she didn't see the road clearly because she wasn't focus anymore she thought about Flyn, her family, her passport, that beautiful woman, that mysterious chef and that silly man. Lada was confusing with all the situations that she had in her life, she couldn't breath well, her vision went out and slowly but sure she fell fromher bike.

 

"Lada? stay with me!" Mara spoke to her when Lada opened her eyes at the hospital. "Where am I?" Lada didn't remember anything for a while. "You're at the hospital sweety!" Mara said and held Lada's hand gently. "What? why am I here?" Lada asked Mara, "Someone has brought you here, but he didn't take your bike, I'm so sorry I think you lost your bike" Mara frowned and cried a little tear, "What? My bike? Oh No! I have to go home soon" Lada got up from the bed but she couldn't really walk, she felt light headed so Mara asked her to lay down on the bed. "No Lada! Don't you dare! You're still so weak. Listen doctor said your head got a mild bump when you feel down from your bike and hit the sidewalk" Mara explained. "I don't remember things that I've done before, but I do know who you are" Lada sighed. "Good. We're best friend. My name is Mara and my husband's name is Andrew" Mara said, Lada saw Mara's face and smiled. "Really?" Lada giggled and smiled at Mara, "Yes really!" Mara laughed and kissed Lada's hand. "So what about my tickets and passport? Lada asked Mara. "Oh you still remember about those stuffs?" Mara said with an excited tone in her voice. "Yeah sure I still remember things like you, your husband, my family, my uncle and my bike..Oh why do I have to lose that lovely bike again now?" Lada said and sighed. "Take it easy Lad! Relax! Andrew will ask his friend to come and visit you here. "Oh that's great Mara, thank you very much" Lada said and smiled. "You can go home tomorrow I have talked about it with your doctor" Mara said and smiled. Lada winked at Mara as she blew a kiss for her from the bed.

 

Lada woke up and felt a little bit better, she saw a man in brown suits sat next to her. "Hello are you okay?" that man asked her. "Yes I feel better today, who are you again? Lada asked him back. "My name is Erik,