My Beloved Sister's

Chapter 18

Milea knocks on the door first before entering Aditya's room to deliver her boss' drink.

At 8 p.m., he has not been allowed to go home because he had to help Aditya check the financial statements from last year.

Yesterday Aditya accidentally discovered an irregularity, he thought someone was manipulating the financial statements. Allegedly, there was embezzlement of funds in a hotel construction project in Jakarta 1 year ago.

"The Lord." Milea put a cup of warm tea on the table. Aditya nodded and had a quick glance.

"Let's check this report again." Aditya pointed his laptop at Milea who was sitting opposite him.

"Take note if you find any discrepancies from the report Jordan made." His speech.

"Well," Milea received the laptop, then checked it immediately. Calculate the total expenditure during the construction of the hotel from 1 year ago to the present.

Meanwhile Aditya grabbed the tea and sipped it. He was made dizzy with the irregularities on all the financial statements. Since last afternoon he and Jordan focused on taking care of this one problem. Now Jordan is even assigned to Jakarta so that tomorrow morning can oversee the project of building a new hotel running 50 percent for 1 year.

Almost 30 minutes of the atmosphere in the room was quite quiet. Milea focused on the task that Aditya gave her. Likewise with Aditya, he also focused on checking other financial statements.

"You better call your family, it looks like we're going home late." Aditya said without turning his eyes to the pile of files on the table.

In contrast to Milea who is now staring flatly at Aditya's serious face.

"My family in Jakarta," replied Milea and looked back at the laptop screen. He has no family in London. For almost 3 years, she lived alone in the modest apartment she rented.

"So you live alone.?"

Aditya's words again made Milea lift her face. A moment their gazes met, yet Aditya hurriedly turned his gaze to the paper in his hand. He suddenly felt stupid for asking such an unimportant question.

Though Milea clearly said that her family was in Jakarta, so it was certain that the woman left alone in Bandung.

"Yes, sir," Milea seemed clumsy to answer him, seeing Aditya's slightly flushed face change.

How not, Aditya must feel ashamed of his personal secretary. A leader of a large company, asking silly questions in front of his own secretary.

2 Hours passed. Aditya and Milea have successfully collected evidence of embezzlement of hotel funds in Jakarta. Unmitigated, the total money the company embezzled almost touched a lift of 15 billion.

Aditya could hardly believe it. His face seemed to hold back anger knowing there was a traitor who lived a good life using his family's company money.

Now Aditya just needs to dismantle the crime and arrest anyone involved in it.

"Send all the evidence to my personal email." Aditya. Milea nodded obediently and immediately sent the file to Aditya's email.

"It's Master."

"Hm. Make up the files, you can go home after this." Said Aditya who also cleaned his belongings on the table.

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Aditya drove his car out of the office yard. He suddenly stopped the car when he accidentally saw Milea sitting alone at the front stop of the office. The woman seemed to be focusing on the phone screen in her hand.

Aditya glanced at the clock, it looks like Milea will be difficult to get a public vehicle because it is already at 11 p.m.

The man lowered his car glass, making his gaze collide with Milea.

"Hurry in.!" Aditya's word is firm.

"Sa, I'm Mister.?" Milea pointed to herself, a confused expression for Milea at this time because her boss, who had been known to be cold, suddenly offered her a ride.

"Did you see someone else there.?" Aditya said indifferently. Although the tone of speech is ordinary, but managed to make Milea more embarrassed.

Milea smiled clumsyly, she hurriedly approached her boss's luxury car and opened the back door.

"I'm not a driver, Milea.!" Aditya is full of emphasis. Her eyes were perfectly rounded when she saw Milea open the back door.

"Ma, I'm sorry, sir," Milea immediately closed the door again and opened the door beside the wheel to sit in front with Aditya.

"Your address." Aditya said while driving his car. His facial expression was very flat and indifferent, making the woman beside him feel uncomfortable.

Milea mentioned the address and name of the apartment she rented.

15 Minutes later, Aditya's car stopped in front of a modest apartment building. Milea rushed down, repeatedly thanking Aditya before closing the car door and breezing into the apartment building.

Aditya was about to drive forward his car, but Milea's cell phone in the next seat made the man finally get out of the car and chase the owner of the phone that had disappeared from view.

"Basic sloppy.!" Dengus Aditya was upset. Actually, she could have brought Milea's phone home and given it to her at the office tomorrow. But the owner of the phone is sure to be upset because he thinks his phone is missing.

Aditya got into the elevator, he emphasized the number 12 because he saw the next elevator just went up to the 12th floor. He believes the user of the elevator next door is Milea.

Sure enough, as soon as the elevator door opened, Aditya saw Milea walking alone in the hallway of the apartment.

Aditya's wide steps allowed the man to chase after Milea without having to call the woman to stop.

Milea, who had just opened the door of her apartment, was surprised that Aditya was suddenly standing next to her.

"Master.?? What's up.?"

"You don't need a cell phone anymore.?" Sindirnya while thrusting the phone to Milea.

"Sorry, I forgot." Milea took her phone from Aditya's hand.

"Thank you very much, sorry for the trouble." His words are not good.

"Hmm," After giving that short response, Aditya immediately left with his flat face.

Milea seemed to be silent on the spot, staring at the back of the man who was getting further away.

At least even though his attitude is cold and irritable to talk, Aditya cares enough about the people around.

If you don't have any care, where might want to take Milea home, even catch up with her just to give Milea's cell phone which is clearly due to Milea's own carelessness.