Pursuing the Love of the Handsome

Dinner Together

"What!" Hilman was surprised to hear that

"Why are you surprised?" devan asked, looking at his secretary.

"Why is this sudden, sir?"

"I don't know either" Devan replied.

"Didn't you read the gossip today?" hilman asked in a soft voice.

"I'm not interested in the news," Devan again pinched his head.

"Miss Clarissa is reportedly selling her jewelry to pay off her father's debt" Hilman said.

"Needle?" devan asked in disbelief.

"Yes, one of the comments on manager Yuna's sosmed account offended Miss Clarissa about her father's debt.

"Is this really money selling jewelry?" ask in your heart.

"If Miss Clarissa needs money, why would she have to break her contract with us?" ask Hilman.

"Return this money to him and threaten him not to cancel the contract" Devan said.

"Good, Master!"

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Clarissa hit the table when she heard Hilman was about to sue her into the legal path, leaving all four and other visitors present at the cafe shocked.

"I'm the one who's been wronged here, why are you suing me!" clarissa said angrily.

"Miss, relax. I was just following the President's orders," Hilman looked terrified let alone the two Clarissa's friends looking at him sharply.

"I've replaced the damage to his car but why is he?" Clarissa sat down and buried her face on the table sobbing.

"My lady is sorry!" hilman said confused and panicked.

"I want to meet him now!" Clarissa raised her head.

"But you've come home" said Hilman.

"Where's the address?" ask Clarissa.

"I can't tell him," Hilman replied stammered.

Yuna pulled the collar of Hilman's shirt. "Just tell me where's his home address?" ask with a sharp look.

"Well, I'll call the President first!" said scared.

Yuna let go of her pull violently making Hilman hold onto her sore neck. He also contacted Devan.

"Hello sir, help me!" hilman said while looking at the three women nearby.

"Please what?" ask Devan from a distance.

"They asked to see you" replied Hilman.

"All right, tell them to come!" Devan hung up.

"All right now we're going!" bring Hilman.

-

Late in the afternoon, they arrived at Devan's residence. Before entering, they had to wait in the living room.

A servant approached the four. "Only Ms. Clarissa can see Young Master" he said.

They also agreed.

Clarissa walked in after the waiter met Devan.

"Miss, please come in!" said waiter. Clarissa entered a workroom, not forgetting to open her sandals. "In a moment, Young Master will meet you!" said again.

"Yes, thank you!" clarissa. After the waiter left he looked around the room. He walked towards Devan's photo as a child but had not yet seen it. The man appeared and surprised her.

"Don't touch the stuff in this room!" he said it coldly.

"All right," said Clarissa casually.

"Hilman hasn't explained it to you?" ask Devan without making small talk.

"I did, but I didn't!" answer Clarissa.

"Contract is not over, you just want to decide on cooperation. Is finding a replacement easy?" devan asked, sitting quietly.

"Hey, I'm torturing you!"

"Yes, not really. But an indeterminate schedule leaves my other work in shambles" Clarissa explained.

"I don't care!"

Clarissa hardened her jaw and clenched her hand.

"I don't like that expression of yours!" devan.

"You're such a bitch!" snarl. Clarissa left the room.

-

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"I have to how?" Clarissa's cry exploded as she arrived at the apartment.

"We are also confused" said Yuna biting her finger.

"How did you tease him?" tina's Plan.

"What kind of crazy idea is that?" ask Yuna.

"The president doesn't have a lover yet, if you guys are close isn't it easy for you to pay off the debt to him," Tina explained her idea.

"I wasn't sure I could get close to her" Clarissa said, wiping away her tears.

"It's also Tina's idea, maybe the President actually likes you. He doesn't want you to get close to Raka and he also threatens you to remain a model of his product" Yuna explained.

"But he told me because it's hard to change models" Clarissa said.

"Rissa, they have a lot of money. Even they can also pay overseas artists for their products" Yuna said.

"You said it too" Clarissa smiled.

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Clarissa wants to continue with Arta Fashion. Today was exactly four months of their cooperation. He invites Devan to have dinner with him through Hilman.

"Sir, Miss Clarissa invited you to dinner!" hilman said in the office of the President.

"Alright," Devan replied quickly. "What game are you making, Clarissa!" in her heart.

-

In the evening, in a special restaurant according to the standards Devan wants Mysophobia sufferers. He used gloves to avoid coming into direct contact with Clarissa.

The woman had been waiting for him at the table that was around filled with beautiful flowers and presented with a beautiful view at night.

Clarissa stood up to greet him with a smile. He approached Devan with a graceful walk. "Thank you for accepting this dinner invitation!"

"I don't understand, what plan do you want to do?" devan asked, looking at Clarissa's face.

"Is that how bad I am in your eyes?" Clarissa showed her sad face.

"I know you're a good actor, so don't show that sad face!" devan threw away his face.

Clarissa smiled and put her hand on Devan's arm and pulled him to sit down. "I know your favorite food from Hilman. So eat it, I don't put anything in it!" clarissa. He cut some meat for Devan. Then he sat down in his chair and enjoyed the ordered dishes.

Devan began eating the meat Clarissa had cut. "What's your purpose in inviting me to dinner?" stay focused on food.

"I want to apologize for damaging your car and refuting your words. I will execute that contract well" Clarissa replied.

"Are you really selling jewelry to pay your father's debt?" ask Devan.

That question made Clarissa stop her eating. "Yes." Yeah."

"Then the money you gave in exchange for car damage, where did it come from?"

"I sold myself to a rich man" he answered lying.

Devan put down the spoon and looked at Clarissa. The woman chuckled. "Why are you laughing?"

"I lied, the money was my jewelry. Dad does have a debt, I worked hard for four years to pay it" Clarissa explained.

"Then where's your dad?" Devan stared at piba

"He's dead" Clarissa replied with a sad face. "I'm sorry, I'm even venting!" said smile.

Devan continues his dinner after listening to Clarissa's story.