Don't chase me, Beautiful!

Enemy Princess

Clarissa heard the name Nikita Bryan surprised, Arta Fashion was an enemy to that artist. "Why should it be his daughter?"

"Some directors agreed, I hope that his daughter is not like her mother" Devan replied.

"Yes, I hope."

"Because I still remember how Aunt Martha and Nikita treated us" Devan said.

"I understand your heartbreak, Van. But, who will take care of the contract and other matters?"

"I leave this business to Yuno, I don't want Darren to take care of it."

"Are you afraid our son likes it?" ask Clarissa.

Devan nodded.

"Oh, yeah baby. I'm curious about the girl whose name is almost similar to mine" Clarissa said.

"Yes, she's a new designer at Arta Fashion. But, I heard from some of Darren's employees treating him badly."

"Why?"

"Okay, maybe it's because the girl's having trouble with Darren."

"What did Darren do?"

"Said Yuno, he hired the girl until late at night. Darren also came to the design workspace just to disturb him to sleep" Devan replied.

Clarissa gave a smile.

"Why smile? Is there anything funny?"

"Finally our son dared to talk to a woman, Van."

"Indeed, she's never talked to women, you and Raisa are women."

"Yes, but joking and nosy like that Darren never did. Would our son like it?" ask Clarissa to smile.

"I can't believe that if Darren likes that girl, I look around at her almost as much as you do" Devan replied.

"Well, it could be that our son has a taste for her."

"Darren's hard to fall in love with, Rissa."

"Just like you!" Clarissa seduces her husband. "Cold, ketus, cute and chatty!" continued.

"But you like it, don't you?" Devan menoel his wife's nose.

"Like it," Clarissa smiled. "You think, who's going after Darren or the girl?" continues asking.

"Okay, I don't know either."

"Darren won't chase anyone let alone that strange girl!"

Clarissa and Devan turned towards the voice then gave a smile seeing her son behind them.

"Like no other woman, why should that crazy girl?"

"Said Papa, she's a smart girl and hard worker proof that you tell her to work until she wants to overtime" replied Clarissa.

"Yes, because he's a new employee and we have to pursue production targets" Darren said.

"really so? Did you really dislike her to the point of coming to her study and bothering her to sleep?" lick Clarissa.

"Mama, why would you know?" ask Darren.

"Papa told her," replied Clarissa glancing at her husband.

"Papa knows from Yuno," Devan won't be blamed.

Darren snorted in annoyance.

Clarissa laughed even more. "You're very funny if you get caught like that" he said.

"Darren wants to go to sleep, Mama's not cool!" it also passed.

"Show, baby. Your son is ashamed when we talk about women" Clarissa said.

"You love to bother him!"

"For me he's still my little boy."

...----------------...

Yuno met with manager and artist Natasha Daniel. He tried to display his smile when he was very nervous dealing with the idol of the men.

"This is the contract letter, please read!" yuno.

The manager and Natasha read it.

"How do you agree?" ask Yuno.

"Why just nine months?" ask Natasha.

"I'm just following the President's orders, Miss."

"I don't want to, it's too long" Natasha refused.

Yuno frowned, usually other artists wanted to extend the contract but this girl asked for less.

"Tasha, Arta Fashion is a big company all artists want to be brand ambassadors. It's okay if the contract is nine months" explained the manager.

"Sister, that's a long time. I want to make another album, I'm afraid it's all messy" Natasha said.

"Difficult you? Not wrong? Why didn't you say from the start that the contract was nine months?" cecar Natasha looked at Yuno.

"Miss, this contract is the least time. Usually we contract an artist for up to a year" he explained.

"Well, I'm forced to take this contract," Natasha signed.

Yuno smiled happily.

Natasha and her manager stood up, Yuno extended her hand a cooperation sign but the artist chose to pass.

"I'm sorry my artist, sir!" says Manager.

"It's okay, Miss. Tomorrow morning at ten is expected to come to the company to see the product before doing a photo shoot. I hope, don't be late" Yuno said.

"Good, Sir." Both left the cafe.

The manager approached his artist and rebuked him. "Why is your attitude like this, Tasha?"

"I don't want to work with that company."

"This is a good opportunity to develop your career, your name will be more famous if you become a brand ambassador, let alone the honor offered is quite high" explained the Manager.

"If my mom finds out I took a job there, how about it?"

"You explain it."

"Sister, our family is hostile to the great Artama family. So, they would think badly that Arta Fashion recruited me, which means there was a certain intent" Natasha said.

"Hopefully not," the manager asked.

Meanwhile, Yuno got into her car. "It's so arrogant of her, I know she's beautiful. What's wrong with being a little polite? Don't let me like it" she said.

Yuno darted into the Arta Fashion building giving a report to Darren.

So until he then gave it to the prospective President at his place of work.

"Yuno," called Darren as his secretary was about to leave the room.

"Yes, sir."

"Call that weird girl!" said it.

"What strange girl, sir?" Yuno looked confused.

"New employees in the design department."

"Oh, you mean Miss Ayumi Charista?"

"Yes, right."

"All right, Master!" Yuno called Rista.

Shortly after, Rista came to the President's room to follow the procedure when entering the room.

"What did you call me?"

"Tomorrow Natasha will come, I hope you and Yuno will accompany her to the production room because your design is also used" Darren replied.

"Good, Sir."

"Then go to the factory, tell him to multiply the production of the clothes you design" Darren said.

"Well, it feels good that my design results are liked by the public," he said proudly.

"It's normal, ugly to be so proud" Darren said.

"The proof of production is added," said Rista.

"Yes, that's because of Papa's orders. Otherwise I'll kick you out of here!"

"Master, don't hate me so much. Later you like it, it will be a hassle," Rista said confidently.

"I love you, don't dream!"

"Dream, it doesn't matter?"

"As far as you go, it's gone to the factory!"

"Why not just Master?"

"I tell you, let's not eat blind paychecks" Darren replied.

"Sir, I'm not sitting here."

"You just argue, quickly go there!" expel Darren. "And one more, add another color!" continued.

"Add what color, sir?"

"The address you're making is brown, I want to make it three colors. That's so people can vote for him."

"Yes, I know. But, what color do you want?"

"Red and yellow."

"It looks so ugly, sir."

"You asked me to choose a color, now you say ugly" Darren said.

"It turns out, your taste is so bad!"

Darren snorted in annoyance and tried to hold back his emotions.