Pursuing the Love of the Handsome

Attention Clarissa

The aroma of cooking rushes from the kitchen. The clock indicates eight o'clock in the morning. Yuna and Tina who smelled the fragrance of cooking rushed into the kitchen. Both of Clarissa's friends were astonished by the artist's presence in the kitchen area.

"What are you doing?" yuna asked Clarissa.

"You see, I'm cooking" replied Clarissa, stirring the vegetables in a variety of colors.

"Who are you cooking for?" ask Tina.

"Devan" replied Clarissa.

"You're sure he'll eat it as a voter's president?" ask Tina again.

"Surely, I've already asked Hilman about his favorite food," Clarissa replied excitedly.

"I try to taste good or not," Yuna's hand wanted to pluck the dishes in the frying pan but her hand got a pat from Clarissa.

"Don't touch!" said it.

"You didn't let us taste it" Yuna said.

"It's special for my beloved," Clarissa said confidently.

"Let us taste it, if the President vomits and has stomach pains after this meal. You want responsibility" accuse Tina.

Clarissa momentarily fell silent, then she took out a small plate filled with the vegetables she cooked. Then he served it to his friend. "Can't be much, try a chip!"

Yuna and Tina tasted Clarissa's cooking and gave two thumbs up.

"I'm sure my cooking is delicious!" he said confidently.

"Yes, this is delicious. May the President like it!" Tina.

Clarissa filled two boxes of food containers. One contains an omelette and the other a capcay. He cleaned himself up after that he went to Arta Fashion alone.

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Arta Fashion Building

Arriving there, he had to wait for Devan who was holding a meeting. Clarissa waited in the special living room of the President.

Hilman walked over to Devan who had finished the meeting. "Miss Clarissa is waiting, sir!"

"Take him into my room now!" devan's orders.

"Good, Master!" hilman. He met Clarissa and delivered the President's message.

Clarissa entered Devan's room with a smile as she carried a brown cardboard bag. "I brought you some food!"

Devan smiled thinly.

"You don't like it?" ask Clarissa.

"Like it, just put it there!" point Devan at the table.

Clarissa followed Devan's orders putting it on the table. He was still standing and looking at the man who was always throwing his face away.

"Why are you still standing? Please out!" Devan looked up at his face.

"You don't want to thank me?" please Clarissa.

"Oh, yeah. Thank you!" devan said, throwing his face away.

"Don't forget to eat, yeah!" clarissa smiled with a flirtatious smile.

"Yes!" Devan is still sniffing.

After Clarissa left, Devan opened the bag. He smiled seeing the contents. "You never gave up chasing me!" lirih. He tasted vegetables with a spoon. "Pretty good, she's also smart to cook. I think she can just dress up!" his praise.

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Rey, who saw Clarissa coming out of Devan's room, walked quickly to her. "Rissa!" call him.

The woman turned her body and smiled faintly.

"I'm glad you're back here!" said Rey.

"You just want to say that," he said.

"Yes." Yeah." Rey looks nervous.

"Then I go first!" pamit Clarissa smiled.

"Yes, careful!"

Clarissa stopped her steps and turned her body looking towards Clara walking. "Where is he going?" inner asked. He followed the woman, "Surely he wants to meet Devan!" guess it in the heart.

Sure enough, Clara stopped right in the President's room and talked to Hilman. The woman was directed to wait in the special living room.

Clarissa walked up to Hilman who was going to meet Devan. "I want to meet the President!" said it.

"Didn't Miss have met the President?" ask Hilman.

"Something's missing" replied Clarissa. Hilman invited him in.

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Clarissa opened the door without excuse, she saw Devan enjoying her homemade food. "I'm so happy, you like my cooking!" said smile.

Hearing Clarissa's voice made Devan choke. He took the water in front of him and drank it.

"You okay?" ask Clarissa to worry.

He looked towards the woman. Why are you here again?" tanyakanya.

"Sorry, interrupt your mealtime!" clarissa said she was guilty of making Devan choke. "I'm just here to tell you Miss Clara's waiting for you!" said lying.

"Why didn't Hilman say it?"

"So I crossed paths with them, have I told you!" clarissa is lying.

Devan then stood up and tidied up his clothes. He walked towards the door but was blocked by Clarissa. "Why is it still here? Go!" said it.

Clarissa hugged Devan's body by purposely putting her lips on the man's suit.

Getting a sudden hug Devan pushes Clarissa's body. "What are you doing?" the hardic.

"Sorry!" clarissa said without guilt. He walked over to the table and picked up Devan's dirty container. "I'm just gonna take this!" point at.

Devan clucked in annoyance and chose to leave Clarissa in his room.

Seeing that Devan had come out, he chuckled amusedly at the man's annoyed face.

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"Miss Clara is waiting for you!" hilman.

Devan met Clara in the special room of the President in the company of Hilman. For some reason just by meeting Clarissa, the President did not want to be accompanied.

Clara stood up from her seat and smiled at Devan, she stretched out her hand but ignored.

"Please sit!" devan said, he also sat down. "I hear you want to work with us?" ask Devan.

"That's right, Mr. Devan. I want to collaborate on the creation of ads" he replied.

"Collaboration?"

"Your company provides clothing and us for cosmetics" she replied. "Your artists will only use cosmetic products from our company" he explained.

"I agree" said Devan.

"But I don't want Clarissa to be the model" Clara said.

"Why?" ask Devan.

"Clarissa's facial characteristics are not suitable for our cosmetics. The proper model for our product is Nikita" Clara replied.

"I don't want to replace it" Devan refused.

"Why Sir? Do you have a relationship with him?" clara. He saw a red lip-shaped spot on Devan's suit.

Devan looks calm he does not want to be provoked emotions. "This has nothing to do with him. We're just business partners" he said.

"You better temporarily replace him" said Clara.

"I can't, Miss Clara!" Devan remains on his feet.

"You were so adamant about keeping it" said Clara.

"Yes, because she is already under contract with Arta Fashion," Devan explained.

"Oh, it's not because he's special until his lips stick to your suit!" clara said with her smile. Hilman followed the woman's gaze and smiled as well.

Quickly, Devan looked at his suit which had a red stain. He remembered the incident in his office. Devan tightened his jaw. "Review you're Clarissa!" his inner. He took a tissue and cleaned it.