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Auditor Cassanova

In the office, Zeeko was still pensive and neglected her job. The words Emilia spoke still seemed to be imprinted in the heart.

Does Ellea really not like this jerk of me?

"Master!" Max interrupts Zeeko's daydream. Already an hour ago his boss was just silent and daydreaming. I don't know what he's thinking.

"Hm!" Zeeko simply replied with a demeanor.

"Master is fine?" Max's question made Zeeko glare at him.

Max Angelo, a black and bald-headed man has known Zeeko since five years ago. Although black, but the charm of Max can not be underestimated. The tall body is strapping with the one always wrapped in an expensive suit, making it also valued by women.

As Zeeko Howard's assistant, Max isn't a random person. Zeeko saves Max from the underworld which has already cost him everything. Max loses his family due to a problem with one of the gangs in his hometown.

Max owes Zeeko a debt of gratitude and chooses to serve the man and his family. Unfortunately at that time Max could not save Ellea who was in a car accident due to the trap of enemy Zeeko.

Although Zeeko does not blame her, Max feels partly responsible for not being able to protect Zeeko's loved ones.

"Today you take care of all my work! I'm not in a good mood for work!" Zeeko chose to contact Linda.

"Master!" Max holds Zeeko's hand which will grab her phone.

Max finds out that Zeeko will call Madame Linda and order a female entertainer.

"If Madame Emilia finds out, then you're done with Mr."

Zeeko snorted in annoyance. "My history is over, Max. Mommy threatened me! And his words don't make me wince."

Max frowned confusedly. "What did Lady Emilia say, sir?"

"Mommy wants to set me up."

Max's eyes are breaking. "That's a good thing, sir!"

Zeeko throws Max's head with the ballpoint pen in his hand.

"What's so good? I can't marry anyone because my love is only for Ellea. You know that, right?"

Max sneered at his boss' statement. "If it's only love for Ellea then why does every night even play with a paid woman?" max muttered so softly that he was not heard by Zeeko.

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That night, Zeeko returns to Madame Linda's nightclub. This time Zeeko chose to just chat with Linda and not order her paid woman.

"So, your mother wants to match you up with a girl?" linda asked by blowing her cigarette smoke up.

"Hmm, that's. How do you think?"

Zeeko and Linda have been friends since High School. Many misunderstand their relationship. Because they are very close.

But their relationship is only a friend. Linda, who is forced into the night world, finally decides to have her own nightclub with the help of Zeeko.

In the past, Ellea did not like the friendship between Zeeko and Linda which was considered unnatural. Zeeko avoids Linda to respect Ellea's feelings.

After Ellea dies, Zeeko returns close to Linda. And even Zeeko is reckless with ordering paid women who work at Linda's club.

Linda felt that what Zeeko did was just an impingement. Zeeko hates her destiny of losing Ellea. Linda knows that Zeeko loves Ellea very much.

"I think you should open up, Zee." Linda tried to give her opinion.

"The duda cassanova's predicate is inherent in you. I don't think that's good for your business going forward. You're a CEO and also the ruler of the underworld. So, change your image, Zee."

Zeeko pulled the corner of her lips. "Are you serious?"

"Have you heard my opinion?" Linda wasn't sure if Zeeko would hear her advice.

"yeah. Right now you're the only one I trust."

"alright. My advice is... You try to follow your mother's wishes. You knew the girl first."

Linda clapped her hands happily. "That's great! You can learn a lot from him!"

"Damn you! He's a kid! He's only 22."

"Well, he's very ranum, Zee. Just accept!" Linda blinked her eyes.

Zeeko rubbed his face rough. It felt useless even though he refused Emilia's request. Zeeko had always been obedient to Emilia. And perhaps for now, Zeeko should also obey.

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In a mansion, a middle-aged man was sitting at the dining table with his daughter. It was Anthony Johanson. The famous owner of the Johnson Company.

Anthony has a daughter named Trisha Johanson. Although born to a wealthy family, Trish, the girl she was called, prefers to devote herself to a school that used to be her alma mater.

"I think Daddy's still in Paris, he's home."

"Yeah, Daddy misses Daddy's favorite daughter."

Trisha covered her smile. This beautiful girl does have a pretty face with her jet black hair.

"How's your job?" ask Anthony to talk.

"Hmm, smooth Dad. I love teaching kids" Trisha replied as she chewed her food.

"Didn't you have any plans to replace your father in this company?"

Trisha looked at her father. "Dad, we've talked about this a lot. I told you I'm not interested in the company. I'd rather teach."

Anthony was silent. Actually he just reasoned to talk about his daughter's interest in his company. Anthony never forced Trisha to follow in his footsteps to become a businessman. Since divorcing Trisha's mother, Anthony has spent a lot of time in business. Anthony frees Trisha to choose her own interests. Eventually, Trisha decided to become a teacher.

"Darling, do you remember Howard, Brahm and Emilia Howard?" Anthony began to open the conversation which was actually his main intention back home.

"Umm, Aunt Emilia. Yes, I remember him. Why is that, Dad?"

"Daddy met him in Paris yesterday."

Trisha mangosteen. It is not surprising that business people often meet while on vacation to other countries.

"Daddy and they have a plan for you."

"you guys? Who?" Trisha doesn't understand.

"You and their son, Zeeko Howard."

Hearing the name Zeeko Howard made Trisha remember the events of a few years ago.

"We intend to match you up."

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Trisha laid her body on her soft mattress. Trisha takes a cell phone and surfs in cyberspace.

His father's words were still ringing in Trisha's ears. "Stupid?" muttered Trisha while scrolling Zeeko's social media.

Trisha knew Zeeko once, but only knew her. Trisha also knows that Zeeko is married but has now become a widower.

"Hmm, widower cassanova? Pull over!" Trisha pulled the corner of her lips.

Trisha had indeed heard of Zeeko's lunge which was a female player. Judging from Zeeko's post on social media, Trisha immediately knew what the man named Zeeko was like.

"You've changed a lot. Could I change you back?" muttered Trisha while staring at Zeeko's photo.