Handsome CEO Choice

Tiffany Mobile

Jo sits next to Juna who is reading documents from his phone. He then observed Marsha who was busy choosing clothes at a branded goods outlet. It has been three hours more, the young lady was pacing the railways choosing clothes, even though in her hands alone there were 5 bags of groceries.

“Women, women, do love to spend money and time.” Jo Protest.

Juna did not respond to his secretary. This is because of Jo's own actions, and Juna will not free Jo from the task of guarding Marsha.

“Oh yes, I found this Sir, when looking for father yesterday. It's on the table vip.” Jo remembered the cell phone that was given by one of the waiters who cleaned the vip table where Juna was sitting.

Juna flipped through the phone. The phone is not good, not the latest. He pressed the on button, and it turned out that his phone could turn on.

The phone wallpaper made Juna almost throw it. On the phone emblazoned Photos of women with wavy hair and hands forming a symbol of love. Juna remembered exactly who the woman was. The woman who made her pants tear, Tiffany.

“It's not my Jo. Wherever I might use this ugly phone.”

“Ya is here, I'm behindin.”

“Jo.” Month Juna held Jo's hand ready to pick up her phone. The real Juna rarely came into contact with the surroundings, but this time he was curious about the figure of Tiffany. Moreover, Tiffany's phone does not use a key code or face id.

“Bapak kok play open-message people anyway.ga polite sir.” Omel Jo's.

“If it's not open, who will you go back to? If it's like this, it's clear. This is the phone belonging to an EO employee yesterday."

“Oh yes.. right too, but not in vain have a smart boss.” Praise Jo.

Juna just shook his head. She put Tiffany's phone in her pocket.

“I'm not done yet with him. Let me give it back.”

Jo just nodded happily. He has a lot of work, so it would be troublesome if he had to return the phone to its owner.

“Honey.. I'm done.” Marsha stood in front of Juna. She hands all her groceries to Jo, then takes Juna with her to leave. Today Ken didn't come because Juna invited Jo. It would be very troublesome to bring 2 bodyguards at once.

'Fate, fate so coolie.’ Jo's troubled inner self carries all of Marsha's groceries.

“Tumben so much you Jun, wearing a t-shirt. Ga. bermerk.” Marsha asks who just realized that Juna was wearing informal clothes.

“Sponsor.” Answer Juna origin.

***

Juna parked his Rolls royce ghost car near the park. He took out Tiffany's cell phone. After thinking long enough, Juna decides to send a message on contact with the name Aeris aka Reno's boyfriend. That contact was the one Tiff was most likely to contact.

‘I found Tiffany's phone, if Tiffany wants to take it, I'm waiting in the park now. If he doesn't take 30 minutes, I'll throw his phone into the river.’

Done. Juna then moved to the gallery menu. He was curious about that careless woman. The Tiffany Gallery is so neat. He compiles the pictures per album. There is a wedding album whose contents are events2 owned by clients, family album contains younger brothers Tiff who are teenagers, idol album contains photos2 Lee min ho, and more, friends album contains friends2 work Tiff and album me. Juna opens my album and he smiles at a moment looking at a bunch of photos2 of Tiffany's Selfie. The woman reminded her of the Korean artist IU, tiny, there was a mole on the cheek, only this one was poorly maintained. Tiffany is also quite fashionable, her clothes are polite but always macth.

‘Why did he choose a shirt like this.’ Inner Juna was upset.

‘Tuk tuk.’ Juna woke up when someone knocked on the windshield of his car hard.

He immediately went out to check the condition of his car because the one used to knock on the windshield was a kind of key. After making sure there were no scratches on her luxury car, Juna now stared at the sinless woman standing in front of her while blotting her waist.

“Quick also coming, miss Tiffany.”

“Hurry here the phone, I'm busy.” Tiff stretched out his hand impatiently.

Juna smiled meaningfully. His stiff face sharpened into a very friendly one. He then pulled Tiff's hand, so the woman fell into his arms. Tiff was silent for a few seconds because he was shocked, but as soon as Juna's Hand locked him up, he wanted to make a revolt.

"We meet again.” Juna slightly held back Tiff who started to rebel. With his burly body, the Tiff Power was nothing.

“Weird basics. Cepet freelin or I report the police.” Tiff Threat.

Juna let go of her embrace. He gave the phone in his hand to Tiff who was still busy regulating his breathing. Without speaking again, Juna waved his hand, then got into the car. Juna's strange behavior made Tiffany shudder in horror. Tiff immediately ran away from the park before Juna did another strange thing. What matters now is that the phone is back.

Juna did not leave immediately. He looked at Tiff who was running away. After Tiffany is out of sight, Juna pulls out her phone.

"Good night Mr. James, tomorrow I want to transfer 1M to an account in the name of Tiffany Marshelia."

'Done' Juna stared at the rearview mirror of his car. Despite the dark, Juna can see a black car at the end of the park. The car was often seen around his office.

"We'll see who's smarter" he said with a cynical smile.