My Cold Husband's
Chapter.83 Plans
After delivering Lifia to his house, Devan has now arrived at his residence in the village.
Even though Tiara was awake from her sleep, Devan swiftly carried Tiara's body which began to expand and swell it.
"Honey no need" said Tiara but did not get an answer from her husband. Devan continued to carry Tiara up to their room.
"Follow, you rest first! I have work to do" said Devan, laying his wife's body down and enveloping Tiara.
"Dear on, you're careful" Tiara said.
After peeking at his wife's forehead, Devan leaves Tiara for a place.
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At high speed, Devan drove his sports motorcycle to the office.
After his motor sport parked in front of the office, with wide steps he entered the building that is not too big.
"Riki quickly into my room" said Devan as he passed by Riki's desk.
"What's the boss?" ask Riki after arriving at his superior room.
"Let's sit down" Devan said, the tail of the eye pointing at the empty sofa next to him.
"How is your job done???" devan asked, after Riki sat next to him
"Beres boss" Riki said with a big smile.
"I have a new job for you, this time a problem outside our company" Devan said.
Riki just knitted his brows.
Devan then explained what tasks should be done by his confidant.
"Don't let them break through our defenses" Devan said.
"Ready! The boss is calm" said Riki casually.
Devan only smiled slanted, his men were indeed reliable in any aspect, for that Devan sincerely paid Riki twenty percent of his income per month. For him it was nothing compared to Riki's performance was very satisfying for Devan.
"Oh yes boss, it looks like the tea plantation in the north must be the boss who reviews directly, I find it a little difficult to conclude the final result" said Riki by displaying his white teeth.
Dahi Devan frowned, even though he had just praised Riki's performance that had no gap. Now Riki even shows that his work is not perfect.
"Hehe excuse me first boss" said Riki left before Devan, leaving his cold-faced boss.
"Emmm well, I've missed working" Devan told himself because there were no more people.
After finishing with his office business, Devan then continued the work that Riki showed earlier.
Devan knows, Riki just reasoned not to understand his work. But Devan understood, the time was seized a lot just to work on him. So he let Riki to rest first, because after this great work Devan has burdened his shoulders.
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Elsewhere.
Striking makeup, blonde hair even though not the original color, and clothes that are no less fashionable than the princess only Alena.
"Where have you been??" yukas said with a hardened face to his wife.
"Biasalah darl, I finished shopping" said Alisa with her sensual face and sat on the lap of the husband.
Alisa already memorized exactly how, when her husband began to emotion on her. Then it will easily melt back after getting a death appeal with a little ke*pampered kec*pan that Alisa gave.
That is the weakness of Yukas, easily tempted by seduction, so it is easy to be used by women including his own wife.
"What's darling? Why is your face so tangled?" said Alisa who was still in the lap of Yukas while caressing the fur feathers on her husband's face.
"So noon Elif brought his son here, met with baba" said Yukas
"What??" alisa said in shock, you then came down from her husband's lap.
"How come? Elif, isn't mand*l, where'd she have kids?" alisa said, Fire.
"From her first husband, she didn't mand*l so when she came back here twenty-seven years ago, apparently she had just given birth. And to my surprise again, it turns out that Elif's son is not a random person" explained Yukas.
"No no!! This is impossible?!" shout Alena.
Yukas was silent with a shrunken forehead staring at the strange behavior of his wife
"Darling, then what's the fate of our son? He must be sad to know that he is void of being the sole heir to the power of Baba" said Alisa now sitting next to Yukas.
"You take it easy, I won't let that happen!" yukas said with his sly grin.
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