Rosie Sanders!

Status Consequences

"So you're just thinking about your bonus money? Not because you're really worried about our CEO sir? you're really heartless, your boss is depressed and you're thinking about your account." The lover's lickers sharply. Joshua grinned indistinctly while scratching his nape. The two are now heading to the elevator in a hurry. At the company, there was a commotion.

For those who have the number one person number in the company, they can easily access the updated information. The status of the Hero made everyone wonder in curiosity. Who doesn't know, if young lady Pratama had passed away four years ago. And it was broadcast on almost all television channels and various newspaper media.

The sad news that enveloped the Pratama family and the Sanders clan's extended family was broadcast for an entire week.

And now suddenly the boss uploads a photo of a woman who is so similar to young lady Pratama. Of course it's a very surprising thing. Seen in upload_an last, Wira menautkan his fingers with Mishy. Do not forget the caption that makes the singles auto convulsions.

"Do you think this woman is just similar? How can a long-dead person come back to life? I remember when the funeral ceremony was broadcast live by one of the private television stations of the Pratama family trust." Oceh a woman unceasingly repeats the status without getting bored. The woman tried to find a difference but still did not find it. Because the woman in the photo is very similar.

"Is the coffin empty?" Connect a woman from her cubicle.

"No way!" Refuting partner beside her.

"I saw how the crying of the family was so real, especially the children. Mrs Rosy also looks so devastated over the departure of her only puppet princess. Many times I've seen the woman pat her chest firmly holding tightness over her loss." The next refuted.

"You're right. I even sobbed to the point of making my potato chips slammer with the melting of my tears flowing profusely. Do you remember how the woman's first son incessantly hugged her mother's coffin while roaring loudly? I didn't expect that the young lady had a grown son." Other colleagues began to chim in one by one.

The renewal of the status of the Hero really shook a lot of people, also inviting a lot of speculation. And the man did not even know if the result of his actions, the assistant and his secretary had been riding off to Mylo's office. The biggest CEO ever.

Mylo is struggling with his work. Sari took two days off and made her completely overwhelmed and upset. Intentions to indulge with the wife forced to be hindered by a pile of work.

Not to mention the sound of message notifications as well as the phone ringing which is disturbing, making his head throb even more intense.

"God! Does everyone not have a job? You can keep playing your phone without knowing the time." Mylo's grouse is upset. The man grabbed his cell phone on the table, then started to open the messages one by one.

Mylo's forehead shriveled deeply as he looked at the messages from some of his business associates. Complete with screenshots of social status updates owned by Wira. What made her heart beat fast was a photo of a woman inside her. Exactly with his late sister.

"Ck! Basic guy bucin, why still keep uploading photos of my sister. Didn't he intend to find a woman to accompany his old age. And this, my god! Why so horrendous. Just the matter of a photo until it has to terrorize me like a loan shark who is collecting debt." Omel the man huffled to say Wira bucin, then what's up with himself.

His heart was made a marathon because he saw the photo of his sister there. Really he was very upset, his longing was now growing immeasurably.

"Based on the gossip, who the hell admin lambe put this? Let me flatten it out to formless. Just disturb!" Ketus Mylo sewot. Trying hard to get used to without the presence of the sister, even made back to mind.

While scrolling the message and tagging it, Mylo intends to delete the other messages without intending to read it first. But the message from detective Conan but not as good as the character, Mylo seemed interested in opening it.

Passing messages from Sima, Mylo deletes other messages with just a click. The man smiled cynically after deleting the message, which he said was very disturbing.

When going to open a message from Sima, an incoming call from one of his business colleagues again made his brood upset. But the end is still he raised to appreciate the client.

"Hello lord Budiman Sudjatmiko, can I help you? What cooperation file do I need to review? Considering you're so diligent in sending a piece of text today, there might be something very urgent to discuss." Answer Mylo with a line of annoying sentences.

At the end there, master Budi Sudarsono could only sigh deeply. Dealing with Mylo is sometimes quite draining of energy and reducing age. His name is only Budi and his last name is Sudarsono. I don't know since when the name changed, but since becoming a business partner Mylo. Almost all of his business associates have full names as well as special nicknames. And that's not surprising anymore.

"Sorry to interrupt your time, Mr. Mylo, I just want to follow up on the news that has been circulating since noon. All our business partners are quite excited by the post of Mr. Wira Artakusuma. For that I just want to confirm his truth. It might be an old photo, considering in the business world, taboos can be something that horrendous to the world. You must understand what I mean, right?" Said Mr. Budi at length from across the phone.

While Mylo clenched his grip firmly on that innocent phone. His heart was struck by the long sentence of the Budiman.

"So you mean, my family deliberately engineered my sister's death, right?" Mylo's tone began to rise an octave, Mylo never showed his fierce side all this time besides the annoying side. But now the man was like in the embroidered fire when he began to discuss the brother who had died.

"That's not how I mean Mr. Mylo, you don't misunderstand me. I just...." said Mr. Budi directly in the pruning fast by Mylo.