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

Cold War

Dinner...

At exactly seven in the evening, all the close relatives of the Liandra family sat in front of the dining table. The dining table is so big and long. I myself was confused where to sit if not Jenny who invited. Finally I sat down next to Jenny, opposite me Hadden, Zea and Jackson. While beside me, two seats different there Andreas.

It's really stressful.

All of Jackson's enemies converge into one. Until Jenny finally left to welcome the arrival of a man who was aged. Maybe it was Peter.

If Jackson really gave Jenny to Peter, then he would have. Jenny's age is still fairly young, but why is it given to an old Peter. I was surprised by Jackson. What does that mean, huh?

Everyone in front of the dining table stood up to welcome the arrival of the old man. I stood up until the man sat in the middle seat. Jenny then poured some water for the man.

No mistake, it's Peter.

I kept quiet and occasionally looked at the gloomy-looking Zea. On his left side was Jackson with a cold look. Jackson was so different in bed with me, he was so warm. Not like it's so cold now. And I try to understand that.

All right, let's start this war, Cecilia.

My mind is trying to strengthen in order to be strong in the face of what happened. As much as I can show if I'm mediocre in front of them. Zea didn't like my coming here. He seemed to hold back his annoyance when he found out I was coming too. But nothing, there is no other choice but to find out for yourself the truth that happened. Hopefully little by little I can find out so that this thing I am trying is not in vain.

"Please sit down, gentlemen and ladies."

The old man asked us to sit down.

We finally sat down, along with the waiters who had arrived, bringing us an appetizer. And I saw a lot of fruit salad in the bowl that was brought. I think if you are hungry, devour it in just a matter of seconds.

Keep your grace, Cecilia. This isn't your house.

"Thank you for coming. It's so nice to meet you. Please taste."

I think the old man was acting arrogant to everyone. But in fact, he is so friendly, friendly and low profile.

I immediately opened my dinner menu. I accidentally looked towards Hadden who was always watching me. He kept looking at me, reluctant to take his eyes off me. I don't know why he's like that, I'm so uncomfortable on my own. However, as much as I could cover this feeling of unease from her.

Ten minutes later...

The main dish is served. Glass cups began to decorate the dining table. This dining table is placed in the main room of the family, so it looks so luxurious and also comfortable.

Red candles are turned on, red wine is poured. Some seafood was served in our midst. It smells like expensive restaurant food. Naturally, the one who ordered was not a random person either.

"Mr Jackson and Miss Zea when do you have a baby?" One of the women asked that to a couple sitting opposite me.

Zea throbs. "Just pray. Immediately. Yes, Honey?" Zea turned to Jackson.

Jackson was silent.

"Hurry to have a baby so that someone continues the company, Miss Zea." Another woman added.

Zea smiled faintly. "I want it to be, Bi. But how, yes. It's hard to see my husband." Zea said as if she were playing a show in front of Peter and his close relatives.

Somehow the atmosphere around turned awkward when someone asked when the Liandra family had a successor company. Zea responded by saying it was hard to see Jackson. It was as if he was insinuating Jackson by looking for his mistakes in front of the relatives present. Suddenly the entire dining table fell silent, along with Zea's sharp glances that led to me.

He's already set the war drums.

I knew that Zea was no longer the mistress who hired me, but was already an enemy. He must have held a grudge because Jackson stood up for me. Though come to think of it, she should be self-conscious if she herself told me to flirt with her husband. So don't blame me if Jackson's really tempted.

Mr ...?!

I was surprised to hear Jackson reply to Zea. The atmosphere of the dinner grew increasingly awkward due to the ever-cold presence between Zea and Jackson. All the close relatives present were silent while eating dinner. They dare not speak anything.

"Darling, you can ask for my help. I will definitely help you. Don't ask your assistant for help." Zea glanced at me sharply, she insinuated.

Jackson turned to Zea for a moment. "How come you're too busy with your pet?" ask Jackson with ease.

Like lightning in broad daylight. Jackson replied to Zea's insinuation with poignant words. He replied to Zea's insinuation by insinuating Andreas. Sontak Andreas. He was like choking on his own food. The atmosphere of dinner is increasing during the cold war between the husband and wife. I can only be silent without speaking a word.

"Zea, help Jackson. A husband would be very happy to be helped by his wife." The old man who turned out to be right named Peter was mediating this cold war.

"Good, Dad. I'll work on it later." Zea gave her fake smile.

"Then what about the development of your business?" peter asked again, he paused for a moment from his dinner feed.

"Development is great, Dad." Jackson replied, as if showing off to Hadden. But Hadden did not care. He just kept looking at me. I got dizzy myself seeing it.

Why the hell does he keep seeing me? No other job what? You crocodile!

Don't know why, my mind was always bad for him. The moment Jackson said he was a crocodile, plus the affirmation from the woman he was with that night, as if confirming that Hadden could not settle on one woman. Moreover, I know for myself if the marriage age is not long. Reinforce Jackson's words about Hadden at the time.

"Thank God. Then let's finish dinner and then start karaoke." Peter was very unpretentious in front of his close relatives.

I feel like there's a point to what Jackson said about Peter back then. It turns out Peter wasn't as arrogant as I thought. Usually rich people act arbitrarily, but I don't get that from this old man. Or am I just too quick to judge? I don't know, we'll see.

After dinner...

The dinner atmosphere was so chaotic because of the cold war between Jackson and Zea. And now the couple was holding hands in the presence of his close relatives. I was sitting around the pool with Jenny. Peter was chatting with Hadden and Andrew.

"I'm sorry, dinner didn't go well." Jenny said to me.

We sat at the table of the audience at the edge of the pool, accompanied by a light meal served. I could only listen to what Jenny said because my mood and my mind were uncertain. Understandably, at the end of there Jackson was being held in a friendly company of other women, not me. Even his own wife, I don't know why I feel hurt.

"It's okay, Miss." I called Jenny by the word Miss.

Jenny smiled. "I don't know what's going on in this family if I haven't tried to get into it." Jenny was telling me her life story.

"I mean Miss?" aska I want to know.

"I think the owner of 25% shares of PT Samudera Raya is very arrogant like most other entrepreneurs. But it wasn't." Jenny recount.

Twenty-five percent of the shares? That means ...?

Good information I got tonight. It turns out that Peter is the owner of 25% shares of PT Samudera Raya. It's a good opportunity for me to dig deeper into Jackson and Peter.

"How many people own shares in the Greater Ocean, Miss?" ask again.

Jenny gracefully sipped the cup of green tea provided. He stared at the distance and then looked back at me. Like implying if there is something that is being covered.

"Possessors of PT Samudera Raya are not many, Miss. It can be counted on the fingers. But all of them were chosen people" Jenny said again.

"If it's Mr Jackson himself?" I'm figuring it out.