Pursuing the Love of the Handsome
Seductresses
It just so happens that today Clarissa has no job so she can accompany her husband to see the filming process.
They arrived an hour after the shooting, Devan always clasped his wife's hand. That made the model stare cynically at both of them.
Again rested, Intan deliberately approached Devan who was playing mobile phone alone. "Sir, what about my appearance?"
Devan turned a glance then continued to play his phone and did not touch the model.
"Thank you, Mister!"
"For what?" Devan asked without looking.
"Because it has chosen me" replied Intan.
"It wasn't me who chose," Devan said coldly.
"May I sit next to you?" Intan saw an empty chair beside the President.
"No way, my wife will sit where. Better get back to work," Devan's orders remain unkempt.
Intan left the President with a feeling of annoyance.
Clarissa came with snacks and drinks, and she sat down next to her husband. He feeds a snack into Devan's mouth. "How does it taste, taste good?"
"Boy, if you are with you!" Devan threw a smile at his wife.
"Uh, it turns out you're good at combating. I like!" Clarissa smiled sweetly.
"Come on, we're getting out of here!" Devan stood up to take his wife.
"Why go home? Filming is not done yet" Clarissa said.
"I want to be alone with you at home" Devan looked at his wife.
Clarissa smiled shyly. "Come on!"
Intan's face looked pouted at the closeness of the two. Her makeup artist just smelled a smile.
"Why are you smiling?" tanya Intan was upset.
"The president is married, his wife is a good woman. So, don't expect you to take it!"
"I don't want to take it, I just want to get close. No man would dare to reject me," Intan said confidently.
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"I'll take you to the location, okay?" tawar Devan when he was about to leave for work.
"I'll call Yuna to not pick me up," Clarissa grabbed her phone on the nightstand.
After talking to Yuna on the phone, she follows her husband to the dining room enjoying breakfast with Oma Fera.
"Van, what about our sales?" Oma Fera opened the conversation.
"Slightly increased" Devan replied.
"Little, why is that? Though last year our sales exceeded the target," complained Oma Fera.
"Who's looking for the model?"
"Hilman at my command" Devan and Clarissa replied, only hearing the two.
"Why don't you just use your wife again?" Fera glanced at Clarissa.
"Let Arta Fashion have a new face, Oma. Clarissa will also soon be taking a break from the entertainment world" Devan explained.
"Is that Clarissa?" Oma Fera turned her head towards her daughter-in-law's granddaughter who was feeding food into her mouth.
Clarissa grabbed a glass and drank it and she answered her husband's grandmother's question, "Yes!"
"Why?" Oma Fera asked again.
"You take care of Devan and work at Arta Fashion" she replied.
"Can you run a business?" Oma Fera was not sure if her granddaughter's wife was capable.
"Hopefully, Oma. Devan has taught me," Clarissa looked at her husband's face.
"Yes if that is your decision" Oma Fera again enjoyed breakfast.
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Arta Fashion Building
Meeting in the audience of Devan as President, today will see the results of photos and advertisements. Not forgetting the model was present.
During the meeting, Intan always paid attention to Devan. Though the manager had already reminded him not to tease the higher-ups of Arta Fashion.
An hour later the meeting ended, the staff and some advertising teams broke up. Only Devan is still in the meeting room and busy with his phone. He sent messages to each other with his wife.
Intan who saw the opportunity told his manager to come out first. "Master!" sapana.
"Hem."
"How about we have lunch together?" Intan offered himself.
"Darling!" Clarissa appeared in the meeting room.
Devan immediately turned his head and smiled, "Say is still on the way."
"I want to surprise you on purpose" Clarissa smiled.
"I'm sorry, sir." Intan left the room.
"You two talked together?" Clarissa looked at her husband.
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