THE PASSION OF THE CEO

CHAPTER 41. DEANDRA VS ANDINI

“Already ma, make especially you want to know about the woman?” amran asked his wife.

“I have to go there, Pa. Papa don't worry.”

“You sure you want to go to Verrel again?”

“Sure, Pa. I have to try again, who knows this time I can go there.” replied Andini.

“Who are you there with?” Amran actually disagreed on the decision of his beloved wife.

“I came alone. Later if you bring people like yesterday even expelled.”

“Do not! If Verrel is home, surely you will be wretched,” remember Amran to his wife who desperately wants to leave. He was worried that something would happen to his beloved wife.

“Look Pa, I have a way to escape the security there,” he replied confidently.

“I don't care, Pa.  We need to know who the woman Verrel is going to marry. Don't-don't he lie want to make a mess.”

“Terden mom.  The important thing is to be careful,” Amran said to his stubborn wife.

After arriving at the Verrel residence, according to his intention to know the future wife of Verrel. She dressed up as beautiful as possible, yesterday she came with a bodyguard was sent off so she decided now to come alone. Without him knowing if Verrel had set up a trap if he intended to hurt Deandra.

“How? Can I enter?”

“Please a moment ma'am, we are checking mother data,” replied the guard at the front guard post.

The woman's mouth has been muttering incantations ever since she left home. ‘Damn it! Verrel completely controlled all the wealth of the Ceyhan family.’ he murmured.

Especially if until Verrel married and had children, full power over the wealth of Ceyhan that is outside the country will be his.  Then my husband couldn't get a penny. This can't be allowed, the time I can't enjoy the slightest bit of this family treasure? Who's the lady?  momolog Andini

A bodyguard contacted Verrel about Andini's arrival. After getting permission from Verrel, the guard said ,”Please enter bu.” while opening the gate.

Deandra was sitting not far from the main door while tidying up the flowers in the pot.  Andini stopped her car not far from Deandra.

Seeing a woman sitting, Andini immediately approached the girl whom she thought was the maid. “Hei! Open the door, I want to go in.” he said arrogantly making Deandra shocked and jumped in shock almost fell, accidentally his dirty hand from the ground touching Andini's clothes.

“Ehh. Indemnify my clothes you're wearing! Do you know how much this shirt costs?” his love for Deandra who had apologized but ignored Andini.

“What is the price? Just cheap clothes.” Deandra replied lightly while looking at Andini from head to foot.

“Murahan did you say? Your salary for a year is not necessarily able to buy this shirt,” said Andini emotionally stared intently at the girl who did not seem to care.

"Huh.pants so much on the online store. Just as the factory can I buy," Deandra replied with the same haughty attitude against Andini.

“What are you?” chirp Deandra looked at the haughty face in front of her. Not much face but sogong, he murmured.

“I am part of the Ceyhan family. I'm Ceyhan's great mistress!” he said puffing his boasting chest while looking at Deandra with a contemptuous look. I'll teach you a lesson the waiter doesn't know this manners.

“Hah? Big Mistress?” deandra said while twitching her forehead and laughing “Ha..ha..ha.

“Huge Lady? Whose Big Madam? Are you dreaming in a hole? If the dream is not height, it would fall illtt” said Deandra replied that makes Andini more emotional.

“Shut up! How dare you laugh at me? I'll ask Verrel to expel you from here.”

Deandra straightened her body and sighed, speaking like a big mistress who made Andini more emotional

“Try it if you dare! Just call Verrel now. Or, do I need to call Verrel? You know who I am?” challenge the girl.

“Huh...low-down butler base, cocky! How dare you mention the name Verrel.” hiss Andini. “You think you who would dare talk to me like that?” how insolent this waitress in front of me, so thought Andini. His hand was raised to slap Deandra's face.

“He is the Big Lady of this house. You better hurry out of here before the Big Lady's bodyguard drags you and throws you into the street,” Yuna said loudly.

“You hear? I'm Mrs Verrel!" said Deandra staring intently at the woman cynically. "Remember! I'm Mrs Verrel! Verrel's wife Aditya Ceyhan, CEO of Ceyhan Corporation. Don't you dare come to my house again!"

“What? You---?” Andini was speechless as four bodyguards dragged her and pushed her roughly into her car.  His nose shrieked, he immediately drove away from the house

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Inexhaustibly Andini cursed all the way home. Her red face restrained her emotions and decided to go straight home and complain to her husband. She felt unacceptable for the treatment she received at Verrel's house let alone Deandra who dared to talk presumptuously to her without fear. ‘Huh..where did Verrel get the damn woman. His mouth was sharp as a knife.

Arriving at home, he parked his car and got out of the car still with burning emotions. Never before had she felt this humiliated, often people would fear her whenever she called herself the great mistress of the Ceyhan family to people out there.  Even though people actually know who that woman is. They are just lazy to deal with him who likes arbitrarily.

“Sial! Damnit damnit! Damnit damnit! Arrggggg...” cried Andini kicked a flower pot in front of his door. “Awww....aduhhh sick.” basic damn woman, so haughty that woman, he murmured. His tears were pouring down his face like a disinetron antagonist.

“Ma, what's wrong? What hurts?” amran asked his beloved wife as soon as he heard his wife's screams from the door. Amran held his wife's hand and led her into the house. He was worried to see his wife's angry face. 

Today Amran deliberately did not go to the office because his wife was going to visit Verrel's house.  He decided to wait for his wife at home just in case something happened in that luxurious house, he could come to help Andini immediately.

“Udah, drink the tea first. Let it calm down then what's the story?” the man thrust a glass of cold drinking water at his wife while stroking her back. Hiks..hiks.

“What happened there? Did Verrel hurt you?” Amran asked his wife who was crying hysterically.

“No, Pa. I went into that house, but Verrel wasn't home. I met that damn woman.”