
"She's pretty, isn't she?" Isabelle seduces Fagan.
Instantly, the man's daydreams spread. Fagan was like a man caught off guard admiring the girl he had hated so much all this time. His eyes looked for direction to throw away his gaze which had focused on Asya walking towards him.
"Just go in, they're waiting for you" Fagan told Asya.
Perplexed by what she had to do, Asya drowned left and right. He looked for the door Fagan meant to enter.
"See, there's the door" Isabelle said, pointing to a door in the fitting room.
Without a sound Asya stepped away. The high heels she was wearing were so graceful. He looks very professional wearing high heels that are available in his room.
"He's that good, Fagan. He changed in just a few weeks. Awesome, right?" isabelle.
"Are you sure he can already be taken out?" ask Fagan.
Isabelle glanced at Fagan who seemed to doubt what Asya was good at. The woman grimaced and smashed Fagan's shirt.
"You just ran away from hearing his libasan yesterday. His words were very graceful and systematic. He can kill the character of the person who oppresses him without touching him at all" Isabelle explained.
Hearing that answer, Fagan became curious. What kind of ability does Asya actually have now. She prepares Asya to face Elina and her colleagues at the party. The situation and conditions are unpredictable, but learn from the past, when the pair of company leaders will discuss property, family, spouse to the life they live now.
Feeling quite familiar with it all, Fagan decided to re-educate Asya with various courses to make the girl ready to be relied upon if there is a difficult situation and be the center of attention.
"I'm disabled, Isabelle. Without being asked, people would focus on Asya. They'll question why they want to marry a crippled man like me, befriending the top class there is more pressure, so I have to make sure, Asya can face it so that my pride is not hurt," obviously Fagan.
As the man lamented his fate, Isabelle felt pity. But when the topic of conversation made Asya a shield, the woman also felt the shame of Asya's life as the wife of Fagan Elvander.
"It turns out his life is very difficult, he not only has to face your family who do not like it, now he also has to face the outside world which will definitely make him depressed" said Isabelle.
"At any time he missteps, I make sure he gets crushed in my hands" Fagan replied.
The longer talks felt more serious it had to happen because Asya emerged from the fitting room booth. The dress with the bottom of the bloom looked very luxurious and special. The dark color makes the curves of Asya's body look perfect. Her white skin radiated so beautifully and looked perfectly suited to the cut of her dress.
It is undeniable that Fagan felt so amazed by what he saw today. Asya was absolutely perfect with what was stuck on her body.
"This is the dress you want, sir." The designer said softly.
Fagan still did not respond. He did not hear what the woman said at all because he was adored by Asya's appearance.
"Master" called him again.
Hearing the call of the very designer who was much louder than the first, Asya automatically looked towards Fagan. He was too curious why the man had not responded to the call. Instantly they looked at each other and when they realized Asya was looking at him, again Fagan threw his face.
"Sir, is this your choice?" ask Asya seriously.
"Hm, why? You don't like it?" fagan Cessation.
"No, Mister. Not dislike. I just felt the top of this dress was too open," explained Asya half-scared.
"It seems Asya is very afraid of you, Fagan. The answer and the queen's face are very different when dealing with you" Isabelle whispered.
Fagan glanced at Isabelle. There was a sense of inadmissibility for the judgment that the woman had made on him.
"Open? Isn't the party dress like that?" fagan.
"Reg, Fagan. She's not used to wearing an open dress, after all, if she's uncomfortable, she won't be confident" Isabelle said.
"The cut of the dress is like this, accent folds in the chest area add to the beauty of the skin Asya Lady looks. This dress so accentuates the beautiful skin, very elegant and looks very suitable in my opinion," explained the designer.
"Okay, give this to him. I love it and she'll come with me" said Fagan, according to the dress designer.
By being forced to open the dress Asya received as a dress that she would use at the party. Although uncomfortable, but Fagan is not a man who likes to be denied. To defy and resist what Fagan said was suicide for Asya.