The Battle of Ugly Women

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In a tall building an office. A handsome young man sat in his great chair, with his eye bead centered on a computer screen scrutinizing many of the occasional job reports reading files stacked on a desk.

Since changing his life to Zayn Arsenio this is the life he lived. Dizzying work is struggling with reports every day.

“This is the report you asked for,” said a man in a black suit who had just entered the president's room.

Zayn turned his gaze to Ken and grabbed the report file on the desk, started reading it.

“Your secret is still secure sir,” added Ken.

“Good keep doing that,” Zayn said then close the report map.

His eyes returned to the assistant.

“All existing cooperation projects in the country give to the company Maxkal,” he said.

“Good sir.” Ken nodded obediently. “Oh, yes. Sir, company leader Maxkal is awaiting the birth of his third child, who is only a few months away,” explained Ken.

Third child ...

Zayn took a rough breath leaning his body on the back of the chair.

“Basic, really almost every year.” Zayn's lips carved out a smile yet there was a feeling of tightness in his heart.

Years have passed but his feelings have not changed for a woman who will wait for her third child.

Yes the feeling of love for a woman that has been owned by someone else. The only owner of his heart

Ah, totally fool him! and he admitted it. It was very difficult to erase that name in his heart.

Not wanting to keep thinking about it, Zayn turned his mind.

“Is there any movement from my uncle?" tanya Zayn switched the conversation.

“No sir, we will keep an eye on him. We heard your uncle Willy Walter is going to have a birthday party,” Ken explained.

Zayn turned the eyeballs.

“It's old man for what to hold a birthday party," Zayn's lips put on a cold face.

“Master,” call Ken there is doubt in his heart saying this important sentence.

“What's up?”

Ken sighed gathering strength.

“As Walter's family you must attend,” advises Ken while staring at the boss's face.

Zayn snorted.

“Master must be present,” urged Ken.

Being at his enemy's party doesn't feel like it. The baby-beak man had trapped her into marriage. But he had no choice but to leave.

“Alright I'll go,” break up Zayn.

“Tuan ..” Ken's voice restrained.

“There's more, I've decided to go.”

“Nona Alana should come with you,” advises Ken.

“Vampire China.”

Zayn was stunned to hear Ken's words. Did he say bring that flirty bermake up thick woman along with him. Oh that's impossible.

“What am I carrying him for!” sentak Zay.

However, it is true Ken's guess, the boss would not like to discuss the problem of women who have become his wife.

“Nona Alana is already the mistress of Zayn Walter, your wife's master, so she must accompany you,” explained Ken.

“I won't take her, I don't want to be accompanied by her! There is nothing to expect from a woman who only knows how to dress up.” reject Zayn tightly.

Zayn chuckled at the thought that he would bring a woman who at any time never parted with talc was troublesome.

“But, if you don't bring it this could be a loophole for your uncle to sneer at you in front of business colleagues,” explains Ken.

He will receive a scorn ...

Zayn paused for a moment thinking of Ken. Ahh shit, his assistant is right, he will give a gap to be the talk if it comes without bringing a wife.

Zayn rubbed his face in despair, the problem was that his wife was a crazy woman dressing up. Just trouble.

After weighing with a heavy heart finally.

“Alright, I'll come to the party together with him. You set everything. Prepare the best dress for her. Don't let him embarrass me,” said Zayn.

“Good sir, I will prepare everything,” reply Ken after leaving the room.

Zayn was still quietly leaning his body on the back of the chair.

“Awas alone The Chinese Vampire made me embarrassed there,” Decak Zayn with eyes squeaking imagining the woman who always had a thick powder.

Finally resigned decided to bring Alana along with him as the wife of Zayn Arsenio Walter.