Fall In Love With Lover: The Temptation of a Beautiful Secretary

Meeting With Business Rivals

A few hours later...

I decided to get out of Jackson's apartment and go back to my house. I didn't feel the need to be in too much of a hurry to get Jackson into my trap. He is not an easy fool to care for. If I move too fast, he could get suspicious and finally uncover who I really am. Surely this will cost me dearly, that one billion dollars will just disappear.

Arriving at the parking lot, I rushed into the car and called Mrs Baldev. I told her I'd managed to stay overnight at her husband's apartment. The news from me certainly makes Mrs Baldev happy.

"good. Continue your role, Miss. I wait for the next news" he said from across the street.

"Good." I'm asserting. "But, Mistress. Doesn't Mr Baldev have a lover out there?" I tried asking deeper for my mission.

"Huh, I don't know. He's very good at disguising. He is different from his outward appearance. You have to be careful, don't be rash. He could've caught you all of a sudden." Mrs Baldev reminded me.

"I'll be careful, ma'am. Then I'll see you later." I hung up the phone immediately because I was worried that someone was eavesdropping on our conversation.

The phone was cut off after Mrs Baldev agreed. It seems that I do have to be fully awake in the mission this time. Can't be off guard one bit. Because if it happens, the consequences will be fatal to me. I don't know what my target would do if he found out. So better just be on guard.

Tomorrow...

I rented a house for my mission this time. Rent a house that is not too far from the office of PT Samudera Raya. This is just in case if it reaches bad luck. Because it's funny if it comes too late and reasoned fatigue caused by plotting to trap Jackson.

"Done."

This morning I was ready to work, launching my mission back. However, this time deliberately dress up minimalist to seem natural in his eyes. Not to forget I applied pink lipglos to add to my charm.

As usual, I wear a shirt and skirt that is tight and also short. Don't forget black stockings adorn my legs. Intentionally wearing a seductive western secretary-style outfit. I also opened my blue shirt buttons in two so that something hidden and beautiful can be seen a little by him.

Usually men like peeking clothes.

Throughout the struggle with this job, I realized that adult men actually prefer women with peeking clothes. Not too open, but not too closed. They prefer to be curious about something that looks a little. Their passions are usually quick to flare up with this type of clothing.

Color black only.

I wear high heels to make my appearance more attractive. The chocolate-scented perfume I sprayed all over the body. My male friend said the aroma was very stimulating to make love.

"We're leaving!"

After everything was ready, I rushed out of the room and headed to my parking lot by not forgetting to lock the door first. Deliberately did not eat breakfast because he intended to take Jackson breakfast together. Somehow over there, we'll see. With a burning spirit, I drove the car to one of the giant corporate buildings in this city. Which owner is my target now, Jackson Baldev.

Arriving at the office...

I came early. However, exemplary employees have started to arrive and head to their respective desks. I sat down at the desk and put my bag down. And I saw a document from Clara that I had to deliver to Jackson's room. Yes, I guess what it is and then rushed to my target room.

Arriving there, I saw a middle-aged man playing an antique belonging to my target. I stopped him immediately too. This was the natural instinct of an assistant to his own master. The middle-aged man was surprised by my arrival.

"Oh, so there's a protective woman behind the owner of this room?" He's looking at me.

"Who are you? Please don't touch Mr. Jackson's belongings" I said.

"Hm." He looked at me as he rubbed his chin. "Who is Jackson?" He asked back.

I don't know what that means, I don't know. He asked me who Jackson was. Of course, this makes me anxious to think about who he really is.

"Mr Jackson is a great character in this city. So please don't carelessly hold her belongings" I said again.

"Great? Rules where is that?" It was like he broke my words.

I fell silent and put the documents on the table. "If there's no important business, please come out, sir. Can't just walk into this room." I asked him to come out for fear of leaving him alone inside.

"You know how the history of Constantinople collapsed?" He asked me about history.

"don't know? Too bad. Students majoring in history but not knowing history." The man mocked me and sat down in the chair.

Holy hooch?!!

I was shocked to hear his words. I wonder why he could talk like that. Then I remembered my identity here.

Geez, why is it messed up like this?!

I don't know where he knows. But it feels like I have forgotten the identity Mrs Baldev gave me. I felt immediately suffocated by his words.

"You're very brave, Miss. And also lucky to be able to deceive Jackson without the slightest gap" he said while looking at me.

"You're this?" I was surprised by him.

Before he answered my question, Jackson suddenly came and greeted the man as Hadden. I immediately remembered the conversation at the dinner last night.

Turns out he's the uncle of lady Baldev.

Jackson asked me to pour tea for that middle-aged man named Hadden. They played chess, and I was at Jackson's side, accompanying him. Their hands both play chess but their mouths speak of the Angkasa Group acquisition case. And I see Jackson's gonna lose to Hadden's chess. But in fact, he even won the game by using a mediocre chess child.

He is indeed amazing.

"So you want to help the Space Group?" ask my target to Hadden after the chess game is over.

"Hm, I don't know. Let's see it later. I'll see the latest conditions first" replied Hadden as he put down his teacup.

My target is smiling." Em, okay." Jackson assented.

"When will you have children?" Suddenly this middle-aged man asked about my target's family business.

Jackson was silent. He seemed to understand the meaning of Hadden's question. My target was to smile without even answering. Hadden, saying goodbye immediately after sipping the tea I poured.

Is the problem very complicated?

Don't know what really happened between Mrs Baldev and my target. But after seeing Jackson deliver Hadden to the doorstep of the room, I seemed to understand something.

"Sir, maybe you need me to cover all this?" I offered myself to him.

He stared at me with an indifferent look.

"Master, although I was introduced by the madam, but I am now your person. I can do anything as long as you're happy." I tried to draw his sympathies.

I thought Jackson would respond to me, but in fact he just took a quick glance and called someone to investigate who Hadden was working with. He also did not want this investigation until it was known to others.

He moves behind the shadow.

"Cecilia." He scolded me after he finished calling.

"Yes, Sir?"

"There's something in the drawer, get it." She asked me to open her drawer, while she was still standing by the window of the room holding her phone.

I said, opening the drawer. Instantly my heart was pleased after knowing the contents of the drawer. My shirt buttons were kept by him.

"Master, my lace pants are also highest in the apartment. Did you see him?" ask me, then walk over to her with a seductive look.