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Have a lover

Arhan's hands were still busy typing the report on the laptop, which had to be completed today. Because tomorrow he has to give it directly to the Director of operations. The order was given suddenly after the Director's Secretary came to him to request the report earlier this afternoon.

The report is not yet completed. Because he was told that he could do it in three days. He should have given it up the day after tomorrow. Suddenly, there was a change of plan. Because he said the report will be needed at tomorrow's meeting.

And out there, the afternoon seems to be coming to an end. The once bright sky began to lose its light. The sun was almost swallowed up behind the clouds.

Lerry, Arhan's personal assistant, walks into the room without knocking on the door. It's not disrespectful, but Lerry did it on Arhan's orders. To get in and out of the room, Lerry doesn't need his permission.

Because for Arhan, a tall enough man who has a calm nature is a person who can be trusted. He has been loyal to Arhan since he moved to his father's residence. About seven years ago. After graduating High School.

“Master, still not finished?” ask Lerry, walking closer to Arhan's desk. “Let me do the rest. You go home first,” advice Lerry who feels sorry for Arhan who seems to really work this time. Usually he will complain if the work given to him increases.

“Awhile is also done. Director Prass would have known it wasn't me working on the report. He was a very meticulous person and knew his subordinates very well. No wonder he became a loyal supporter of Daddy who always trusted,” said Arhan, who still focused his attention on the laptop screen. And his fingers were dancing agilely over the keyboard letters.

Before the short hour hand stopped at exactly five, Arhan finally finished the report. The rest of the work he gave to Lerry.

For example, tidying up documents, cleaning all kinds of items on the table also turn off the laptop, and take it for home. The report will be checked by Lerry, corrected if there is a small error and then print it.

The suit hanging on the gallows next to the table immediately grabbed Arhan and put it on quickly.

“Come, Lerry!” invite Arhan who saw Lerry almost finished tidying up the items on the table.

Once everything was arranged correctly, Lerry took a step, following Arhan who stepped first.

The deft lerry grabbed the door handle. But, someone from the outside even managed to push the door first. And as the door leaf widened, a woman of average height and hair draped sideways, entered the room.

Lerry was a little surprised to see a woman in a sleeveless dress in navy blue open the door. Did this woman, who was unknown to whom, enter Arhan's room without knocking on the door? Does he not love his life?

Arhan who was also shocked stared in astonishment and vexation, towards the woman who was dressed all out.

“Who are you coming to my room?” arhan asked very tightly.

The woman smiled, while advancing her steps, and passed by Lerry, in order to get closer to Arhan.

“Hai, Arhan. I'm Vanilla,” with a voice made sexy.

“What?” Arhan frowning. “Vanilla ice cream do you mean?” arhan continued, not kidding. He very seriously said it. “Get out of my room!” tell Arhan, get angry. He glares.

“Oh, you want to take me home with you?” This woman seemed to have very low capture power. Or so overconfident, he looked stupid.

“Lerry, drag this crazy lady out!” Arhan orders Lerry to take away the obnoxious woman as far away from his sight. Because that woman was very damaging to Arhan's eyesight.

Without asking much, Lerry pulled the frivolous woman's arm out of the room.

The woman thrashed, not accepting forced eviction.

“Hey, let me go! My father would not like to know his daughter was treated like this,” cried the woman while holding her body so as not to be interested in Lerry.

“Let him alone. We're the ones who left. Leave him in this room. And don't forget to lock the door,” exclaimed Arhan seriously. He walked without hesitation, through the open door.

Lerry took his hand off the woman's arm. He hurried out and intended to close the door and lock the woman.

As fast as lightning the strange woman held back the door and moved to the crack of the still open door, to get out.

“I told you. If you dare to be rude to me, I will stir up to my father,” threatened the woman.

Lerry mute. He did not dare to do anything else to the woman. If what she said was true, her father must be a high-ranking person.

“Lock the door, Lerry! Just ignore the crazy woman,” Arhan sergeant who had walked a few meters in front, half shouting.

“Arhan, I am not a mad woman,” said the woman with her voice forced spoiled. He shamelessly approached Arhan.

And the disgusted Arhan, instantly retreated. Right now he seemed to see a cockroach flying towards him.

“Arhan, it's me Vanilla. I'm the daughter of Director Prass,” he said explaining his identity.

“Lerry, let's go from here!” Arhan ruled after seeing Lerry had locked the door. “Over time these women are like bug bugs. He thought I was afraid of his father,” he added muttering softly, then leaving immediately in front of the woman.

Lerry also with his long steps following Arhan.

Unwilling to be left in the silent corridor, the woman forced herself half-run in her high heels.

“Arhan, wait!” call Vanilla without shouting. He was a little difficult to reach Arhan who was walking away from the elevator door.

So unwilling to wait until the elevator came down on the floor he was on, Arhan continued to press the button with the arrow down repeatedly. It could be bad that that crazy lady came here before the elevator opened.

Sure enough, the woman despite the difficulties of walking finally arrived in front of the elevator, and of course near Arhan as well.

“Why did you leave me?” ask the woman who is gasping for oxygen.

“Because my beloved will be angry if I make him wait,” replied Arhan origin but with a face expression firm.

The woman was in a heavy shock. There's no way Arhan has a heart. As far as he is concerned, Arhan is a cold man who has never been close to any woman. Hence, he dared to look for an opportunity to approach her.

“You lied right?” The woman asked pessimistically.

“Make what I lie. If you don't believe me I'll call him now,” said Arhan who tried to bully him once again.

But instead of giving up, Vanilla was waiting for Arhan to call the lover he meant.

Arhan flabbergasted. He's confused. Who is the woman he should call right now? One of the female employees on her team? No way! The female employee would definitely be excited if Arhan called one of them.

Arhan glanced at Lerry. Hoping his assistant could figure out a way to make Vanilla self-conscious and leave. But Lerry was just as confused. He didn't want to take any risky action after finding out who Vanilla was.

“Are you lying?” Vanilla believes Arhan is just petting her.

“I'm not lying.” Arhan reached into the cell phone from his shirt pocket, and searched the women's names on his contact list for his phone.

Vanilla the bug-bothering can't be eradicated easily. He uses his father's name. So, Arhan must be smart to find a strategy to fool Vanilla who looks like he is brainless.

A name was clearly read by Arhan when his finger stopped at the name 'Wild cat Girl'. And Arhan also grinned in relief.

He called Alessya and put the slender smartphone in her earlobe. He was also worried about being ambushed nervously.

Lerry looked at Arhan with great curiosity, who was Arhan calling. He knew Arhan had no lover at all. Vanilla was pouting watching. Although upset, he still waited and noticed Arhan who was trying to call someone.