
At eleven o'clock in the afternoon, Amanda called Valentino.
"Can I go to the mall? there's a cooperation and I have to see it directly the designer's image that my client has." Amanda spoke on the phone.
Valentino's voice was on the other side of the phone, refusing Amanda's request.
"I don't allow it, I'm worried about your situation, can't your client come to the company?"
"Can't, yeah if I can't." Amanda replied in a sad voice.
Valentino let out a long sigh, feeling like he had curbed Amanda's freedom, so he couldn't bear it. "Alright let me let you go there, but remember after you've finished you have to go home."
Amanda smile. "Okay, thank you."
The phone connection is turned off, Amanda gets ready, Merry has prepared the files that must be brought.
They exit the company building together, after getting into the car, Merry immediately runs his car. It did not take long, just thirty minutes, the car had arrived at its destination.
Amanda and Merry walk into the Mall building, when many people are found there, Amanda and Merry immediately go to the place where the client is waiting.
The KFC restaurant.
Amanda and Merry went in there, on one of the restaurant's benches was a man waving at Amanda.
Amanda who saw, immediately walked over, the man was a client that Amanda had to meet.
After Amanda and Merry sat there, the meeting started immediately, no need to buy time.
Amanda takes a close look at the designer image that her clients love.
Amanda was apparently talking to Merry asking for Merry's opinion about the designer's image.
After being convinced Amanda just gave a decision. "All right, sir."
"Thank you, Mrs Amanda, for cooperating with our company" said the man sincerely.
After that they separated, Amanda also immediately wanted to go home without any desire to stop by shopping.
After the two of them get off the escalator, Amanda's body suddenly crashes until the bag Amanda was holding falls to the floor.
Bruk!
"Sorry Miss" said a man after hitting Amanda.
Amanda looked at the man's face.
The man smiled. "So I was in a hurry, sorry if I bumped into you."
The man turned to look down, where there was Amanda's bag lying on the floor, the man took it.
"It's yours Miss" the man said, handing the bag over to Amanda.
Amanda nodded her head as she received the bag. "Thank you."
After that Amanda and Merry excuse us to go first.
The man continued to look at Amanda's back who was walking away until it came out of the Mall exit.
The man smiled slantedly. "She was indeed very beautiful I saw from such a close distance, it was only natural that Valentino married the woman, and forgot Ervina the ja-la-ng woman."
Yes, the man is Jordan, who wants to see Amanda what she looks like, and after meeting in person, Jordan recognizes Amanda's beauty.
Jordan left there with a new plan that he was going to make.
Amanda immediately raised with smiling lips.
"Have you come home?" valentino's question on the phone.
"Here, I'm on my way home again" Amanda explained.
"Alright, be careful on the road.say the same Merry does not need to speed while driving," Valentino orders on the phone.
"Well, I'll say it to Merry" Amanda replied obediently unwilling to prolong the debate.
"Hem," replied Valentino, then the phone was turned off.
Merry, without Amanda's orders, already knows that the current must go quite moderately.
Amanda gave a small smile when she saw that HP was dead, Amanda leaned back and closed her eyes.
Thirty minutes, the car arrived at the company.
Merry wakes up Amanda, saying that it's here.
Amanda wakes up from her sleep, and out of the car to the company, Merry walks behind Amanda.
Meanwhile, Valentino's men, assigned to guard Amanda from a safe distance, inform Valentino, sending a photo of the man who had hit Amanda in the mall.
Looking at the face of the man in the photo, Valentino's hands were clenched.
Brakk!
Valentino kicked off his desk. How could he not be angry? If that man was Jordan.
"So this guy's been able to get to Amanda, I've been expecting him to tease Amanda." Valentino spoke full of anger and smiled obliquely. "I won't let you win this time, enough stupid Ervina you took from me, but not Amanda, let's fight until who will die between us!"
Secretary Son, who is currently still in Valentino's workspace, can clearly see the anger and cold aura of his boss.
Hah Jordan - Jordan you always do the same thing to our boss, it seems like this time you will not survive Jordan, Inner Secretary Son.
And looking at the angry Valentino, the secretary Son just kept quiet without intervening, it was up to the man to vent his anger on the belongings he had, which was important not his face being hit thought Secretary Son.
Because usually what Valentino when angry, the face of Secretary Son who became impingement.
What if not thrown by the magazine, Valentino boxing, yes that's the risk of being subordinate what if his boss is angry.
Meanwhile, Amanda is currently having lunch, usually Amanda will go out to the nearest restaurant for lunch, but since yesterday Amanda just order food and eat in the workspace.
After lunch was over, Amanda continued her work, until the afternoon came until the time to go home.
As Amanda stood ready to walk out for home, she was suddenly startled by the arrival of someone, who walked into Amanda's study with a bouquet of roses.
"Good afternoon, I invite you to come home together" Valentino said with a sweet smile.
Valentino walked up to Amanda, until in front of Amanda who was standing, Valentino brought the flower closer to Amanda's nose, as Amanda smelled the rose.
Amanda received the bouquet of roses. "Why am I given a bouquet of roses, right. No one warns anything."
Valentino hugged Amanda on the shoulder to walk out. "For me every day even every breath you and I are a reminder of our love."
Amanda flicked her lips, Valentino could always be dreadful, then they laughed together.
Merry, fresh out of her study, sees Amanda laughing with Valentino, her heart happy.
Because Merry witnesses Amanda's life, who saw Amanda from a sad time living with her first husband, and is now happy with her second husband.