The Poor Girl Owns the CEO

Sifanye & Basuki Plan

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While the new Asep sir also went out of the toilet cubicle, thinking about what he heard from Arsan.

"I have to warn Danu, and Layla!" muttered mr. Asep.

In a skyscraper, inside his workspace. Even on his desk, there are some files that accumulate, not dampen the smile that rises from the corner of his lips. While his fingers rotate the pen in his right hand.

'I didn't expect, at the end of it I could have her as whole. At first he refused, but what I saw was that he was enjoying his ahahah, you hypocritical boy!' batin Danu, recalling the success of his meeting cave owned Layla.

Trings.

Notification of incoming messages on Danu's phone.

Chequek.

"Sir, can I get the file?" ask Arsandi, who is now standing in front of his Master's desk.

"You? Since when did you come in? Why not knock on the door first? How reckless you are!" aptat Danu, hiding his surprise, when he saw Arsandi already standing in front of his desk.

"It's also normal not to knock on the door, I go straight in, sir!" great-grandson Arsandi.

"That's it, from now on. Get in the habit of knocking on the door before you get in!" tell Danu, don't want to be bargained anymore.

Sreeek.

Danu shifted the file that was on the table, becoming closer in front of her. Then put his signature on top of the file that Arsandi needs.

"Fearn again smile smile your own smile, sir? Did Master already get honey from Little Miss?" arsandi muttered softly, with a seductive look at the Master.

"Cihhhs you, you want to know some people's business! Just do your job well!" Danu thrust the file at Arsandi.

"I know, sir, that Master's speech is very easy to read. Surely at this time, your heart is feeling its name flowering flowers, right?" ledek Arsandi again.

"Where do you know about that? I didn't tell him!" Danu vertical will sit, staring at Arsandi with a questionable gaze.

"From the moment you came to the office, your smile was already imprinted. It's as if it's written there if you've managed to taste Miss Layla's honey!" arsandi.

Danu seemed to think, before his phone on the table rang.

"Go!" banish Danu, without looking at Arsandi, but the smile widens when he sees Layla contacting him.

"Cihs basic boss bucin. Just hit once, instantly forget the land!" arsandi Gumam slowly.

"I heard you! I'll cut your bonus this month!" said Danu flat.

"His cruelty!" sumpul Arsandi, leave his master's office.

'Why am I so deg with gini, should I talk softly, or flat as usual? Damn why is this wrong behavior! Just talking on the phone!' as if Danu in heart.

Just getting a call from Layla, can make her misbehave.

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Tut tut tut tut tut.

"Sialll, I was just about to answer, why is it disconnected?" sumpat Danu, staring at the screen hape her now.

Danu tried to call Layla's number.

..."The phone number you are going to is connected to another connection. Please wait a few more moments!"...

In Noval's office.

"Come dong pah, let's make a show for Lulu. All we invite Layla to our daughter-in-law." whine Sifanye, who clasped her fingers tightly.

"No good mah. again Layla aja we never get a birthday, now Lulu wants to be diayin. We're doing a threesome event, we're shopping, let Lulu buy what she likes to keep the three of us eating out. That would be enough for Lulu!" reject Noval.

"It's not good to have Layla and Danu involved, mah! They must be busy. It could also Danu and Layla already have their own plans for the holiday." explained Noval again.

"Try it first! Layla refused papa's request! Just last night at home, we burn barberkiyuan pah!" persuade Sifanye, don't want to lose.

Noval seemed to think, looking at his wife with a probing look.

'Do I have to do what Sifanye said? I'm afraid there's another plan behind Sifanye's request!'

Sifanye pursed his lips, seeing the husband who was still staring at him.

'Maybe you know my plan, right? Or have you smelled the smell of the plan I made for Layla? I have to convince papa!' inner Sifanye.

"Bah! don't tell me you don't agree with this mama idea, because papa's bad thoughts to mama! Aye right? You think ugly to mom, right? Mama can't do Layla's reward! That's bad papa thought of her!" Sifanye shifted his sitting, crossing into two hands in front of his chest, with an angry face.

"I-yeah I've cawed, later let papa try to talk to Layla. Let's invite all barberkiyuan dinner!" Noval moved from her seat, persuading the now sulking wife.

"That's dong from earlier! But still, papa won't mama give rations tonight! Papa sleeps alone!" Sifanye brushed off Noval's big hand that was brushing her arm.

With her purplish face upset, Sifanye left her husband's study.

'Finally I can make Layla return to that house, only to make the boy move to trap Danu!' inner Sifanye, stepped up with a satisfied heart thinking of the possibility of his success separating Danu and Layla.

While in the visiting room, where Aleta languished.

"The shop I don't want to know, papa has to get me out of this place! I don't accept Danu's accusation, pah!" aleta said with emotion.

His respect seemed to perish in front of the middle-aged man who was now sitting in front of him, with the table as the distance between his two.

"The accusation? You said Danu accused you? You're a big mistake Aleta, precisely because Danu has solid evidence, making the police sure that you're the mastermind of everything that's happened to her company! You also plan on injuring a student!" nagging Basuki with a leaving voice.

Deg.

'Do you know where it came from? I was even planning to hurt that damn girl!' inner Aleta gasped in shock.

"Papa doesn't think with your mind, Aleta! Be patient to achieve your goals!" basuki said with a grin.

"Why will you help me?" aleta asked with a frown, looking seriously at the father.

"Papa will definitely help papa's money field! You think, for what far away papa flew here if only to see you in the bui!" sumpat Basuki, grasping the princess' fingers.

Aleta grins. "What's papa's plan?"

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