Spoiled Without Love

Chapter 48

"Dev has been a long time? I haven't been delayed?" Amel saw a circular clock on his wrist, five minutes earlier than the appointed time.

Dev looked at Amel at a glance displaying a smile, "Not."

Amel sat right behind Adel, as planned, "How are you?"

"Good." Answer the Dev. "Aren't you going to say something?"

Amel called a waiter to order a drink. "You're in too much of a hurry."

"There's still something I have to do after this, get straight to the point." Dev did not want to waste any more time on a snake woman like Amel.

"Ah sorry, someone like you must be very busy." The drink Amel ordered came, he took a little sip.

"Don't get too many stale bases."

"All right, I'm sorry." Amel again sipped avocado juice. "From today I'm transferred to this city."

Dev frowned confusedly. "Then?"

"Of course, we'll see each other often." Shamelessly Amel said so.

One message from My Sweety Wife was displayed on the front screen, without waiting for long Dev immediately opened the contents.

(Ask where he works.)

(OK) Dev replied briefly to Adel's message.

Dev put his phone back in his pants, "Sorry message from the office, how was it, you were transferred?"

"He, um."

"What office do you work in?"

"Dikantor XXX."

Dev smiled slantingly at Amel's reply, accidentally he had bagged a name that deserved to be suspected.

"Is there still a shade with the office where you worked in the city before?"

"Actually there is the center, while here is only a branch office."

"Fix is not wrong anymore."

Amel was confused by Dev's reply. "What's not wrong?"

"Mel tell me who asked you to set me up?" Dev said firmly.

Amel was shocked to hear Dev's question, but a second later he tried to normalize his expression.

Amel had expected this to happen again. "Dev I'm sorry, no one asked me to set you up, actually" Amel briefly drank back his juice, just to wet his throat.

"Then?"

"I set you up on purpose, I couldn't resist your charm when I first saw you." Not everything is wrong, Amel was interested in the figure of Dev when he first met.

But Amel remembered Rafa's message whatever happened not to mention his name, so Amel fed himself, putting aside the shame.

Adel clenched his hands to hear Amel's confession, it can not be denied, there must be many women who crave the figure of Dev, not least Adel who also fell in love at first sight.

On the other hand Adel also remembered Shanum's feelings, when it must have been very heavy for him when there was another woman blatantly wanted her lover, and at this time Adel felt for himself how sick it was.

Evan stroked the back of Adel's hand, nodded and smiled. Hinted everything would be fine.

"Say everything." Dev's orders were firm.

"Dev I'm sorry, actually that night nothing happened, I wasn't really naked either, I was deliberately snapping photos of us together to set you up, I was hoping you'd be responsible for me."

There is an unusual feeling in Amel, he was forced to humble himself in order to maintain the good name of his boss.

"Do you not know if I am married?"

"Who would have thought if your age was that old, all the girls would have thought you were a virgin." Amel chuckles to himself with his words.

Dev folded his hand in front of his chest. "I believe you're fascinated with me, but I can't believe you're the one plotting this trap."

Amel felt cornered by this situation, he wanted to tell the truth but on the other hand he also did not want to disappoint his boss. "It's okay not to believe, it's your right."

(How?)

(Good! The rest I will transfer.)

(Thank you, sir)

There was a recording of the conversation from the next table whose voice was familiar.

Amel immediately froze, even he did not dare just to look back.

Dev got up from his seat, "Stay here!" His orders to Amel.

Dev walks towards Adel's desk, "Why didn't you say that from earlier?" Annoyed annoyed.

Evan just clucked. "You didn't ask."

Dev no longer cared about it, he looked at Adel gently. "You believe it now, right?"

Adel opened his mask, smiled at Dev and nodded his head. "I trust you, and I'm sorry for having doubts."

Dev came back to Amel's desk, "No need to say who's behind it, I already know, thanks for being honest."

Dev leaves with Adel's hand.

Evan got up from his seat, "How about dating me." He said after arriving at the table where Amel was sitting.

"You're ruining everything!" Annoyed, then Amel got up violently and passed away.

***

"Why you're back, don't tell me you failed." Rafa paused the intention to enter his room when he saw Amel back, he approached Amel who was sitting upset at his desk.

"So they know everything?" Amel said in a lethargic manner.

Rafa was confused by their words. "They?" Ask.

"Dev, his wife and a man who I don't know, it's like I'm stuck alone in this game."

"My room!"

Amel walked lethargicly following the steps of his superior.

"Explain!"

Amel sat on the sofa taking a comfortable position before telling everything.

Amel recounted that when he came Dev was already there, there were two people at their back, but because Amel did not know the man, he did not suspect at all.

"Even I fed myself, confessed that I set him up, Dev still couldn't believe it. Especially after I said I work in this office, it seems like Dev knows right away that Master is behind all this."

"When have you been stupid?" Rafa was upset. Calling his company name is the same as calling his identity.

Amel quietly did not understand the intention of the anger of his superiors, even he had followed him not to mention his name.

But Amel also did not dare to speak just looking for a defense against him, he knew very well that at this time, his boss is not okay.

"Why did you expose my identity, you idiot!"

Amel looked up to Rafa's words, "I didn't mention the name of the Master."

"But you mentioned the name of this company!" angry again.

"Sorry sir, there seems to be something odd, even though I didn't mention this company but they'll still know if you're behind this mess." Amel just remembered that he also heard a voice recording played by a man who was very foreign to him.

"You mean?"

"That guy has a recording of the voice of our conversation."

"How can you?"

"I don't know either."

"What are the characteristics of the man?"

Then Amel explained all the physical characteristics of the man he had just seen in the cafe.

Rafa clenched his hands tightly, until his nails stuck into his hands. "Gat!" Snarled.