WIFE PAID CEO COLD

CHAPTER 10

Johan who saw Albirru about to leave the room rushed to the boss.

"Sorry, Sir. Since this meeting was held impromptu and in working hours, it was possible that they were completing their task earlier. Please give them a chance once, sir." Johan said trying to retain the best employees in his company.

Albirru just stared intently at Johan, then turned her gaze to all of her employees.

"This is just for this once! There is no second time. You all understand?!" Said Albirru firmly while staring at all his employees who were still lowered their heads.

"Bring the guy in, get in now!" Albirru said to Johan, and then he sat down again. Everyone who saw Albirru sitting followed what Albirru had done.

Johan immediately carried out what was ordered by the superior, then immediately returned after calling the suspect. Albirru stared intensely at a man in a black suit who was walking over to her.

The man who had guessed what was going to happen to him walked quickly to Albirru and was about to rest at Albirru's feet. Not yet had he kneeled, Albirru had already raised one hand and reverted her chair.

"Describe all the data should and what are the errors!" Albirru's baritone tone had echoed in the room. Immediately, Johan gave the code to his employees to immediately carry out what Albirru said.

There was a woman with a stern face reading out what Albirru ordered, Albirru's sharp eyes from earlier were just staring at a man who was still faithful sitting on the floor with a downcast look.

The meeting that Albirru thought would be briefly replaced by a very long meeting. Countless times the men who were the suspects denied what the woman said.

No doubt, all employees in the room also chimed in on what the man should have gotten. They blamed each other wrongly.

Until it was not felt, an hour had passed.

Jazira who was still closed was awakened because he felt the heat all over his body. Sweat dripped down his forehead and neck. Jazira flicked his hand to the side of his face.

Quickly, Jazira opened his eyes and began to wake up from his sleeping position. Jazira flicked her hair back and fanned her body again. He turned his head to the right and to the left looking for something that could cool him down.

Jazira who saw the AC remote also walked quickly to the nightstand next to the teak-based closet. With his left hand, Jazira presses the on button on the remote and selects the coldest temperature listed on the AC remote.

After starting to feel the cold AC, Jazira began to breathe with relief and wipe the sweat that was on his temples and neck.

"Why doesn't this room have windows? The ventilation is closed. Hah, why is it still hot!" Jazira said as he pressed his hands against his neck and face. He walked around like an iron to cool his body temperature.

Jazira also walked around Albirru's resting room. Slowly he began to open the high door that was in the corner of the room, it turned out to be a bathroom.

At once Jazira smiled happily and then turned his gaze towards Albirru's wardrobe. After opening the lock, Jazira opened the closet.

Jazira gave a big smile when he saw the towel and the big shirt that belonged to Albirru. Quickly, Jazira picked it up and walked towards the bathroom.

"Will that Young Master let me wear his clothes? What if I have to change her clothes? Ah come on, I better take a shower now. How else would you like? This shirt is like a tissue cloth that is exposed to water. The hospital dress!" Jazira said while undressing with the negligent model.

"Akhs! I forgot! My shoulder..." Jazira yelled in pain and stroked his right shoulder. Jazira who originally intended to take a bath immediately dispelled his silly thoughts.

"Hiks.. hiks. Why are you so stupid, Zi?! Did you forget that your shoulder was injured?" Jazira said scolding himself.

Still with his sobs, Jazira immediately opened the negligee and began to wear a shirt made by Albirru. After his struggle in wearing the shirt with great difficulty, Jazira took a deep breath.

"Is that guy a giant? The shirt is up to my knee. Is she an oversize dresser? Haih, just be thankful that there's a shirt to change for Zi." Jazira said as she walked out of the bathroom.

How surprised he was because the room temperature belonging to Albirru was very cold, let alone his legs were exposed freely without the pants. Jazira quickly approached the nightstand and turned off his AC. Not wanting to freeze to death, Jazira walked out of the room.

Jazira gasped for seeing Albirru's neat masculine-scented room. After pulling his hair back, Jazira stepped around the workspace of Albirru.

"Is this really a workspace? It's so fancy! Dad's workspace isn't this good. How much money does Mr Albirru have? It must be a lot, Zi. I'm sure this painting if it's sold will make money." Jazira muttered as he raised his head to stare at the painting belonging to Albirru.

Afterwards, Jazira walked towards Albirru's favorite place. Yes, Albirru and Jazira both love big windows.

Jazira bent his head in front of the large window behind Albirru's desk. Jazira was flabbergasted as he could see a part of the city through this large window.

Jazira pulled out his long lust and took it out slowly. Suddenly he remembered his mother.

"Zizi misses Mom, you know? Maybe soon I'll have a daughter-in-law. Mom's happy, isn't she? But Zizi apologized, because Mother's daughter-in-law will only last for ten months. Is this right, Mom?" Mumbled Jazira while imagining his good times with his mother.

Not wanting to drag on, Jazira also walked closer to Albirru's desk.

One thing that became the main focus of Jazira. Slowly, Jazira took a frame with a portrait of the pair of men and women. For some reason, his heart was pounding very quickly when he saw Albirru embracing the woman in the photo.

"This woman is very beautiful. Is she the lover of Mr Albirru?" Jazira said while turning around, but he was surprised not to play when he hit someone's body.

Bugh!

"God! Why did you come all of a sudden huh?!" Shouted Jazira while covering her mouth because the glass frame fell. Jazira was still unaware of who he had hit, he was still picking up the falling glass.

"What are you doing here?!" Said the man who made Jazira stop the movement of his hand.