Conqueror of the Casanova

Falling after soaring

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"Observice is guarded, don't like the tools!" The sound of Diandra's voice on the aerphone used by Gio, making Gio almost choke on his own saliva.

Gio forgot that he was being monitored remotely by his wife.

"Ekhm!" Gio cleared his throat as a sign that he heard the sound of his wife, as well as loosening the throat that felt choked.

"True, sir, I am indeed Mr. Handoyo's son. But, I chose to keep it a secret so that other employees did not feel awkward," said Mely with a blushing face.

"Oh, really? You are an independent woman." Gio slightly praised Mely.

Mely chuckled small with a spoiled and seductive voice.

"Ah, I am used to being independent, sir," Mely replied.

"Roof, shower! Everyone can do that too. You little bikini chick!" Gio chuckled at Diandra's grumbling voice.

Unfortunately, Mely considers that Gio chuckles at it, making the woman even more happy and thinks that Gio is indeed putting his heart on her.

A knock on the door rang out, making Gio and Mely who were inside distract him.

Two men appear to have entered Gio's office. Mely grew even more shocked when she saw her Papa and Randi enter simultaneously.

"Welcome, Mr. Handoyo. Long time we did not meet," said Gio welcomed the arrival of one of the managers in his company.

"Thank you, Mr. Giovano. It is an honor for me to be able to meet directly with, Father," replied Mr. Handoyo with a face sumringah.

The two men of different ages shook hands. A wide smile also seemed to expand from the faces of the two.

Mely who was there was more and more excited, seeing Gio's excellent-looking attitude and respect for his father.

What is this, why did Mr Giovano invite Papah here? Is he going to propose to me? mely with confidence.

"Come, please sit down, Mr. Handoyo," said Gio, inviting Mr. Handoyo on the sofa.

"Thank you, Mr. Giovano." Mr. Handoyo immediately sat side by side with Mely.

"What is this, Mel? Why are we gathering here?" whispered Mr. Handoyo to Mely.

"I don't know, either, Pah," mengeleng Mely.

"Sir Handoyo, Mely, I actually brought you here because there is something I want to talk to you about" Gio said.

Surely he would like to express his feelings to me, continue to propose to me in front of Papa, Mely's inner smile.

Meanwhile, Randi takes something from Gio's desk and gives it to his boss.

Whatisit? inner Mely, looking at the file currently held by Gio.

Is that the money that will be given to me, as a sign of a proposal? Well, Mr. Giovano is indeed royal, I'm sure the number is definitely not small, Melly muttered in his heart.

Mely could no longer hide her smile, as her mind was already far away. Since then Gio has not shown anything that can make Mely think towards a proposal or engagement.

"This is a report for our project handled by Mr. Eric" Gio said, handing over the file.

Mely and Mister Handoyo stared at each other, they both looked shocked and confused, not understanding with all this.

"A–what do you mean, Father, call us for this report?" ask Mr. Handoyo while receiving a file from Gio.

"Yes, it's true. Then what else to do?" gio replied with certainty.

"I heard that Mr. Eric entered through the recommendation of the Father, because he was the husband of a relative, Father." said Gio again which was completely incomprehensible to Mr. Handoyo and Mely.

"Then?" ask Mr. Handoyo.

'What? So Mr Giovano called me and Papa here, just to talk about work? Akh, you little bummer! I thought Mr. Giovano was going to propose to me, Mely's mind was holding back.

"T–but, this is not my duty, sir," declined Mr. Handoyo.

"I certainly know that this is not your job. But, I want, Mr and Mely, to be responsible with the people who, Mr, brought into my company," Gio said with a face changed firmly.

"But, Pak–" Mely also tried to deny her new duties.

"Nothing but again. If you refuse this assignment, then you are also involved with the fraud of Mr Eric's report?!" said Gio staring at Mr. Handoyo and Meli alternately.

Mr. Handoyo and Mely stared at each other, then both nodded faintly in agreement to Gio's request, even if it was all forced, to make them both safe.

"Alright then, I wait for a report from the two of you," said Gio, leaning his back against the back of the chair.

Randi came forward to replace Gio, he allowed Pak Handoyo and Mely to go outside the room Gio.

Mely glanced at Gio with her upset face, as she had mistaken the intent of Gio calling her and the Papa.

While Diandra chuckles a little while listening to the conversation from her husband and employees. Ah, it felt so good to see Mely out with her grumpy face.

"Racaine, bikini lady! Now you must have sprained, right? So do not be pretentious beauty .. At this time my husband no longer likes salted fish smell like you!" diandra muttered while chuckling small.

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"Hahaha, I can't imagine what it's like to be that woman, she must have been really sprained anyway," said Diandra in between her laughter, after hearing Gio's story about the incident earlier this afternoon, when Mely and Mr. Handoyo were summoned to his room.

"Udah, don't be so quick to laugh, and then sprain again." Gio hugged his wife from behind while rubbing the back of his wife's hand which was in front of her stomach.

Both are now sitting on the bed with Diandra position in front and leaning on the chest of the husband. Gio's hands were coiled and united in front of his wife's stomach.

"Somehow, I can already imagine how the bikini woman's face is, when you say about Eric's problem," Diandra replied with a small ruckus that sounded.

"You are, why should you be happy over the suffering of people, hem?" Gio stole Diandra's nose.

"If his sufferings from those crazy possessions and their kayaking department are mah, that's okay. After all, they are also happy after betraying your company" replied Diandra casually.

"Gosh, my wife, she has a heart too, huh?" gio pretended to be surprised at his wife.

"I have the heart, so do not let you make me hurt, because I will never want to forgive him again." Diandra turned around and looked at Gio sharply.

"Ish, where am I like that, baby. I can't even think about all that, baby. You are the only one I want to fight for in my life," Gio said, curling his wife's cheek slowly.

Diandra did not answer he just stared at Gio's face with a smile that was reciprocated with a sweet kiss on one of his wife's hands.

"We are my last love and the only woman who deserves to be next to me, forever" Gio said with a smile on her lips.

Diandra looked at Gio deeply, always the words that Gio said to her, whereas herself even found it difficult to express a word of love to her husband.

"Why is your mouth always sweet? Is it because you've been trained to say the word love to many women?" ask Diandra.

"Hem, how are you? Maybe because my love is so great for you, that I can't express anything other than love, if I'm around you, baby," gio replied while tightening his embrace on the wife.

"Ih, you little mongrel!" cebik Diandra who immediately greeted Gio's laughter.

"Nobody, baby. But, they are sincere expressions of my heart, and, of course, just for you," Gio explained.

"Heem, yes, believe me," replied Diandra.

"So, now what are your plans after this," asked Gio after kissing Diandra's cheek at a glance, after both of them were coolly chatting.

"No idea, I have no plans yet" Diandra replied casually.

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