My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

Young Madam

Fortunately it did not take too long to arrive at Antasena Group. The car stopped right in front of the entrance.

Freya's body froze.

Though he had asked to be dropped one block before arriving at the office, but with two words “terus jalan” from Pak Pram, the driver did not pemubris request.

Now ... what should he do? There's no way he was seen getting off Mr Pram's car, ‘kan?

Freya was already on the verge of tears when Pramudya opened the car door and got off casually.

From behind the glass, he could see that Mr. Bayu, Secretary Kikan and several other important people were welcoming Mr. Pram at the entrance. He shrank his body like a ball and stuck to the very end, hoping that no one would notice his presence in the car.

Unfortunately, Mr Pram actually turned his head back with an unhappy expression and reprimanded with his cold and indifferent voice, “Main unwilling to go down?”

Freya pias's face. Mr. Pram deliberately harmed him, huh? Could be him ....

You dick!

Selfish!

Be stubborn!

Arrogant!

Cold-blooded!

While shifting to open the door and stepping down, Freya cursed Pak Pram inwardly. It felt like he wanted to run out and break the man's neck. Really like to bully!

Besides Pak Bayu and Secretary Kikan who already knew about the matter of the marriage, almost everyone near the entrance gasped. They stared at Freya from head to toe, but no one dared to question her, let alone ask Mr. Pram.

He-he ... kidding ... want to die, huh?

Better pretend you don't see it.

Those people immediately lowered their heads and acted as if nothing had happened.

Secretary Kikan quickly went back to being professional and reprimanded Freya, “Sound you were sick two days ago, have you felt better?”

Freya who was intending to secretly sneak away suddenly stopped.

He turned his head and smiled awkwardly before replying, “It's been better .. thank you. Um, I said goodbye ...”

“No need to report to HRD, you go directly to the office of CEO Pram only. From today you become his personal secretary,” said Bayu with a meaningful smile.

His ice block-like friend somehow called early this morning and asked him to prepare a chair and table for his future wife, specifically placed in his office.

Freya who heard the order was too shocked to respond.

Personal secretary? Then ... Secretary Kikan ....

He wanted to say something, but Mr. Pramudya had already walked away. A group of people followed him from behind.

Freya held all the questions in her mind and stepped in. He didn't understand, what was really going on?

At a glance he could see from the corner of his eyes, some employees standing on the left and right sides turned and whispered as he passed by.

Without being told, he could guess what they were talking about. Of course it was him who was the center of the conversation. An office girl who just entered work one day, then suddenly appointed as a personal secretary despite not entering work without news for two days.

No one will believe it!

He himself will gossip if there are coworkers who rose in position in just three days. Therefore, he ignored all the curious gazes and followed behind Mr. Pram's romongan calmly.

The group stopped in front of the elevator. Pak Pram first entered followed by Pak Bayu and Secretary Kikan. Then several other people came in so the elevator was full.

Pramudya frowned when he saw Freya left outside with three men.

He glanced at Bayu coldly and said, “Out.”

Fortunately, Bayu immediately understood his best friend's intentions. He pressed the wait button and rushed out.

“Please, Young Madam,” he said while grinning widely.

Haaa ....

Whaties???

Everyone's jaws almost fell.

What did the vice CEO mean by greeting Young Madam just now?

That cleaning girl couldn't have married their iceberg-like CEO, right?

The loner god is finally willing to get married? But ... Why does this marriage feel strange?

A division head frantically pressed the wait button repeatedly to keep the elevator door from closing. Right now the situation is really thrilling. He did not dare to make a mistake.

“Until when will you stand there? Don't want to enter?” reprimand Pramudya with narrowed eyes. The response of the silly girl was very bad. He had to send someone to teach his wife properly.

Actually, he did not mind Bayu calling the silly girl like that. After all, they have taken the marriage certificate. She should have been called Madam by everyone.

The reception will be held in a few days. Sooner or later everyone will know. No problem making a little fuss before D-Day.

Freya who was still frozen and did not know what to do finally realized. He thought Mr. Pram would scold Mr. Bayu in front of everyone and deny it. But, the man actually reprimanded him like this .. as if asserting that there is nothing wrong with the speech of Mr. Bayu.

This ... how is this?

Everyone stepped aside as Freya stepped in. Even Secretary Kikan who was standing next to Mr. Pram shifted, allowing Freya to take her place.

Freya's feet and hands were sweating coldly. The room in the elevator was too narrow. His arm accidentally came into contact with Mr. Pram's arm. The man did not dodge, remained standing quietly until the elevator stopped on the 102nd floor.

Pramudya first stepped out, followed by others. Freya walked out the very back. He thought Mr. Pram would go straight to the meeting room. However, the man stopped a few steps ahead, looking like he was waiting for him.

“Wait for me at the office,” he said before turning around and returning to walk away without waiting for Freya's response.

The treatment made everyone sure that the speech of Mr. Bayu downstairs was not kidding. Their CEO has never been close to any woman, let alone being kind and considerate like this.

Although the sentence he spoke was very short with a very flat expression, it was a blessing. No one has ever received “seramah” treatment from the CEO.

Those people secretly reminded themselves inwardly so as not to be reckless to their Madam in the future. Otherwise, they might not only lose their jobs, but also their heads and lives.

Who does not know the cruelty and decisiveness of CEO Pram? If you still want to live, you should be careful .. don't misspoke ....

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