SIN (Lecturer Dear)

SIN (Lecturer Dear)
Chapter 151: Farel Returns to Action



After finding out that Karen is the wife of Darren aka the granddaughter-in-law of the owner of the company, the staff who had gossiped about her are now even stunned and reluctant to show their faces. The crew who chose to serve the model earlier, rushed to leave the model and turned to take Karen's heart.


These sycophants certainly make Karen iris. Yes, while Chalvin was still taking care of them, he was indeed aligned with the more senior and famous BA models from him. However, the presence of Darren now even makes it more privileged than other models.


"Not done yet, huh, the shoot? How much longer will it take? If I wait here no papa, right?" asked Darren who saw his wife being mobbed by the crew.


One of the crew replies, "Pak Darren and his wife are going out, huh? If Mr. Darren wants to take his wife now, no problem. Time can be set, really."


"Yes, rather than waiting here. Anyway, we're here adjusting the mood of the madam. If Madam is tired and wants to rest, we'll postpone the picture!" other timpal while grinning.


Karen stared in annoyance at the faces of the crew who were suddenly friendly to her. "Basic search for face! Not that they were just ranting indistinctly when I suddenly said because it was called his father Darren!" karen murmured in the heart.


"That's why I want to take my wife to lunch first. No papa, right?"


"No papa, dong!" answer them simultaneously.


As soon as Darren and Karen left the studio, the staff who had been busy gossiping were now looking forward to anxiety.


"Duh, we just heard him, didn't we?" The staff who were gossiping about Karen earlier started to get anxious.


"Campus, man! A pack of Chalvin can be kicked to the factory, let alone us?"


Once out of the studio, Karen let go of all the complaints she had been holding back. Especially about the change in attitude of people who seem to look for face once they know he is the son-in-law of the owner of this company.


"They're hypocrites, you know, no? Before you came, they were really fucking me! Uh, now act like I'm good!" ketus Karen with a pouting face.


Darren smiled knots, then linked the fingers of their hands. "Yes .. that's the world of work. Some people like to praise, some look enthusiastic to hear us tell stories and some even pretend to be stupid in front of us. But it all just makes us happy. So don't be flattered!"


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Meanwhile, Nadya who was about to head to Chalvin's room, instead got lost in this company. He was confused and did not know which floor to go to. Want to ask the employees who are passing by was hesitant for him. They all seem busy and don't care about each other. He then took his cell phone, intending to contact Chalvin.


"City ...." Chalvin's voice was heard from behind the phone. It turned out that the man was on his way to the manufacturing plant of the product. It seems that the man forgot that Nadya was still there just to help him brush off the sloping news that was circulating.


At the same time, someone greeted Nadya from behind.


"Nadya!"


Thinking that the one who called him was Chalvin, Nadya turned around quickly. His face darkened instantly as soon as he saw Farel and a few other young staff coming towards him.


"Eh, really, elo? Why come here?" ask Farel snobs.


"You know, uh, girl, bro?" One of the men's staff looked at Nadya with eyes.


"Even caves, Bro!" farel replied with pride. He glanced at Nadya and said, "Denger-denger lo dating Mr. Chalvin, huh?"


"Seriously? Mr Chalvin's taste young gini?" the staff added with a look of disbelief. Naturally, in terms of appearance, Nadya does look more like ABG.


"Yes, Bro. That's it, the cave again! You know, don't you, the cave?" A faint grin rose in the man's mouth.


Getting such humiliation, Nadya turned around quickly and rushed away. However, Farel moved quickly to intercept him.


"How do you avoid the mulu caves? So cool! Do not remember what cave used to often stay in your boarding houses. Or do not-don't .. you are afraid ya found out ever dating the same cave? Afraid of your girlfriend's family tajir it know that you are not as innocent as your appearance. Uh, Mr Chalvin likes to ask for rations too not the same you?But that's ... dating isn't really, anyway? Don't you just set it up?" Farel did not stop crying Nadya with frontal words.


"Take me off!" Nadya stomped on Farel's feet, causing the man to spontaneously let go of his hand. "We have no business. So don't bother me anymore. I want to date anyone, it's none of your business!"


"Hello, Nadya .. You heard me, didn't you? Where are you now?"


Chalvin stared at the screen of his phone It turned out, their phone had been disconnected from earlier. He then asked the driver to turn around.


"Please turn back to the company."


"Loh, why?" ask the secretary who is sitting at the side.


"There's something I have to take care of."


Coinciding with that, Chalvin's phone rang again. Seeing the name Oma Belle on the phone screen, Chalvin let out a rough breath before answering the phone.


"Yes, Oma ...."


"Where are you? In the office, again. Try you in Grandpa's room now! We'd like to negotiate Darren's wedding reception with Karen, but the plan is to join your wedding party and your boyfriend."


Chalvin's eyes widen perfectly followed by a tightened jaw. "Nr ....."


"Eetts ... Oma, you know you will give me 1001 more reasons. This time you can't resist! Your marriage will be arranged in the near future. Tell your boyfriend's parents if we want to come propose at his house," Oma Belle said full of ultimatums.


Chalvin clenched his teeth in annoyance, then said, "Oma actually knows why I don't want to get married?"


"Because you still want to spread the same charm of the women out there!"


"No, Oma. Because enough Oma who likes to babble and manage me, so no need to add people anymore!" chalvin hung up the phone.


"Sir, we're back at the office, aren't we?" ask the company driver.


Chalvin seemed to think. Several times he was seen inhaling while exhaling it. At the moment, Nadya was still there and was waiting for him. However, if he returns to the company, he will meet Oma Belle and cannot avoid talking about marriage.


"Not so. Keep going!"


Just as the car was walking back, Chalvin, who was propping up his chin, said, "Turn around. We're back in the office."


The driver and his secretary could only frown because Chalvin kept changing his mind. Yes, the man feels Nadya's arrival at the company at his request as well as her interests. There is a sense of responsibility to not leave the girl alone in the company, let alone to the point of being bullied by the male staff.


On the other hand, Nadya ran into the elevator and pressed down on the ground floor. All the words full of intimidation that was thrown from his ex-girlfriend, successfully made him inferior and again felt like a girl who had no price in the eyes of any man. He thought, after breaking up with Farel, things would go back to normal. In fact, a month after the break up, she got pregnant and miscarried without the man's knowledge.


And now, Farel continues to tease him as if he does not want to let him build a new relationship with another man. The man not only ruined what he had been guarding but also managed to mentally destroy him. If time could be turned back, he would not be acquainted with Farel who led him into the abyss of destruction like this.


Nadya wiped the tears that had come out without being held back. Though, he came here only to help Chalvin and Karen from the gossip that hit the two. Unfortunately, instead of meeting one of them, he actually had to deal with his toxic ex-girlfriend.


Satisfied with Nadya, Farel returned to his workplace. Not long after, the head of the PR division who is a spy Oma Belle in the office came out of hiding. Apparently, he eavesdropped on the conversation between Nadya and Farel.


"That was actually the candidate, Mr. Chalvin, no, anyway? Wah ... wah .. turns out she's not a good girl. Need eike tell madam Belle, no, yeah, all this?" he thought thought thoughtfully.


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