Rosie Sanders!

Secretary Gercep

While in a luxurious house room that feels lonely. Rosy was staring at the photo of the child with an unreadable look, there was a strange feeling in her heart since these few days.

"Darling, why don't you sleep. It's late at night." scolded Harland in a hoarse voice. Harland woke up not feeling the warm presence of his wife beside him. Her appearance was the woman sitting on the sofa while holding a frame containing Mishy's photo when she was a child.

Rosy looked over and smiled gently at her husband.

"I suddenly had a dream about Mishy, that stubborn kid making such a festive celebration. But in the middle of the party, Mishy suddenly disappears behind a beautiful white cloud. Smiling so sweet as if an unspoken farewell. I'm having a hard time sleeping back because of her." Rosy's story with a sad face.

Harland got out of bed and sat down next to his wife, and over two weeks his daughter had always turned down video calls from him. With reasons of busyness that can not be disturbed for a while. His feelings were equally anxious, but as a husband and father. Harland tried to stay calm.

"That's just a sleeping flower baby, you miss her too much. Tomorrow morning we'll call her, hopefully this time we can see her face straight away. I miss that stubborn kid too." Harland calms his wife.

Rosy nodded in agreement, she really misses the child. Honey Mishy never wanted to pick up a video call from her.

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A woman was standing behind her beloved husband, kneeling at the man's nape. Since dawn, Mylo kept vomiting despite not letting out anything. For a minute he did not see the form of the wife, then his stomach will immediately churn.

"Don't go anywhere else baby, I could die if you stay away. This...so much scares me.." Mylo said in a weak trembling voice. Even though he was weak, his vocabulary remained strange. It's been a week that the man can't do normal activities without Olivia at his side. And most infuriatingly, Mylo was always nauseous to see a woman dressed in sexy clothes. The secretary applies the latest rules for anyone who is Muslim, must use closed clothing even if only specifically for work. And non-Muslims are the same, even if they don't use head coverings.

This week the Sanders company, which has officially changed its name to Sanders Group, implemented a magic rule. Make the lovers of minimal clothes always display an unpleasant face in view when in the office. It is forbidden to use perfume when meeting with the CEO, and men must bow when entering his room to get out. Or he will flash the eyes of the two men who dare to look up and although accidentally glance at Oli beside his beloved.

Mylo is a shitty boss all the time. Many of the women in the office regretted, because they used to adore and glorify the man's good looks. Every time I saw Mylo from a distance, the women who used to always make their appearance. Now always try to stay away before the reach of the superior approaching them.

It feels like dealing with the CEO, their body soul is at stake for his safety.

"What's my schedule today, Sari cashews?" Mylo asked while chewing the orange pudding mixed with milk.

Sari turned her eyes off guard, being Mylo's secretary completely ruining her heart's performance. Resist the annoyance of every man who spoke the origin, but did not like the correction.

"You have a meeting at the Kemala restaurant at lunchtime, sir." Sahut Sari was polite even though her heart was upset.

"Did you forget my dad had a restaurant? and the moon is more than the kumala restaurant. Moving on, I don't like eating at other people's restaurants. It must be bad." Mylo's sarcasm is full of humiliation. Could it be if Sari wanted to throw the tablet in her hand at the head of the superior? Mylo was really good at ruining his quiet day, with work to be done.

"Maybe you mean, Star. The restaurant is not Kumala. After all, the restaurant had also reached the 4-star standard, just a step away from reaching one star. So I don't think it's any less delicious than Mr. Harland's restaurant." Sari Terang patiently. Facing Mylo takes extra patience.

"So you mean my dad's restaurant cuisine tastes its market, does it?" Mylo's tone of voice was heard starting at maximum sewot.

"That's not so, sir, I mean it must be equally competing and not much different. Suppose chicken must taste chicken, meat must taste meat and fish must taste will taste like fish." Obviously Sari suppressed the cobbleness in her mind. Now he also began to follow the auction due to the narrow mind of the superior.

While Olivia continues to stare at the two creatures who are fighting arguments before her.

"I want to eat fish, meat and chicken. What's the name of Sari's restaurant, I've been a little forgetful lately." Sela Olivia mediates this unimportant debate. But in his usual way. Ask in plain tones and unique sentences.

"Kemala Restaurant, ma'am." Reply Sari with a glowing face. Olivia is his hope as his savior today.

"Ah yes, what if we try to eat there just baby. I would like to occasionally eat at restaurants other than Papa's. Maybe we can find other food referrals to be made a favorite food at a later time." Olivia's proposal made the bright twinkle in Sari's eyes even more dazzling.

Mylo finally nodded resignedly, he hoped he would not spit out all the contents of his hull on the table in front of his client later. Imagining food in the restaurant alone, he had withstood the immeasurable turmoil of nausea.

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"Mr Mylo, I think you'll be represented. Remember your assistant Mr. Betran said, if you are not feeling well. I was a little disappointed because I could not meet with successful entrepreneurs like you. But now I am relieved, the end can meet directly. You're more handsome than I've seen in business magazines." Throwing sentences of praise and admiration of the client makes Sari sultry body.

Wonderful right? why not Olivia? that's because Olivia always positively assesses all of her husband's business partners. The sari? the woman had been very poultice out of her head, how partner companies always send their representatives to impress the boss. And hope that the cooperation can continue with other relations in quotation marks.

Sari always moves to dispel prospective pests from her superiors. Not because she liked Mylo, but more as a fellow woman. He doesn't like the seeds around him. What else would want to enter the circle of the superior who is so perfect in his eyes.

"That's because the magazine filter is less shaky, now Mr. Mylo is using the filter tok." Kekeh Sari slouched. "We are also pleased to establish this cooperative relationship with your company Miss Millen. Good business relationships will be established the better if each other understand each other's tupoksi. Ah yes, I almost forgot. This beautiful woman is Madam Pratama. And he was carrying the fruit of love from his beloved husband. Ah more precisely, bucin's husband the mistress. So rich the title of the book next door." Sari giggled amusedly in a timid style while covering her mouth.

It's really annoying in Millen's eyesight.