
"What is their relationship. And what does that woman really contain the son of our Master?" ask the receptionist when she sees Zena walking beside Steven.
"You better keep your mouth shut, lest the Master and the woman hear your words. Or they'll fire you, "said security, "Do you know the risk if you get fired? Not get severance and will not be accepted to work in any company. Do you want your family and descendants to be excommunicated?" keep up that old security.
"Sir, what we said was right. Isn't Mr Steven divorced from Mrs Dinda? And who's that woman? Can't that woman be Miss Dinda?" said a receptionist named Noni.
"Right, what Noni said, if you're divorced from her ex-wife. Oh yes, I've heard rumors that have gone viral, if Mr. Steven persecutes the most popular selebgram in Indonesia called Sheila," said another staff member who joined the hoard, "Maybe because of the woman, she said, Sir molested Sheila's selebgram. The woman is beautiful, her beauty exceeds Sheila" he continued.
"But that's not true. It's the same as taking Mr. Steven from Miss Sheila" said Noni.
"You mean, the lady's an actor?" ask the security officer not to believe it.
"Husttt .. silent sir, we can be caught gossiping," annoyed Noni.
"That's right, you guard the door. Let me and Sarah gossip" he continued.
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Echem ....
"What are you guys doing here? Is your work done?" said Jeff who just entered and found some of his Master's employees were gossiping.
"Sorry," said all the employees,
"Quick! back to work! You're here paid to work not to gossip! And you-" pointed Jeff at the security who was beside him, "What a job you're lacking, to the point that you're hoarding and gossiping the news isn't true!" jeff's strangulation makes Zena and Steven stop his steps.
"Mas, Jeff creepy when angry. It's better for Steven to have Jeff come with us" said Zena shaking her husband's arm.
"Indeed like that baby, I've seen him angry. Maybe a new person like you would know him with a childlike attitude. But if he is really in a serious and emotional state, no doubt about it. He was like a demon that could kill everyone," Steven continued in his footsteps.
"Mas, take Jeff. You want your employees to run away from you out of fear?" prevent Zena.
"Oh!"
"Jeff!" shouts Steven, "Come with me right now!" continued again.
"Be careful, I'll check on you after my business is done. If I find you guys still gossiping, I'll order Mr. Steven to fire you all!" threaten Jeff, "Do you understand!" jeff snapped again making all the employees stare at the receptionist and the security guard.
"Understand," said the security guard, who returned to his place, and Jeff continued his approach to Steven.
"Follow me! don't vent your anger on my employees!" tell Steven to continue his steps.
Zena creeps in fear when dealing with Jeff. Her red eyes, tightly clenched hands and disordered breathing made Zena close her body to her husband's arm.
"Jeff, control your emotions. You see! My wife was scared" Steven said in the elevator.
"Madam, Madam, don't be afraid" said Jeff leaning his body on the elevator, "I-" his words stopped as Zena reached out her hand.
Steven shook his head as he looked at his wife's fear, "Jeff, what are they saying, to the point that you're feeling like that?" steven asked as the elevator doors opened.
"I'm just upset, sir. They say that-" Jeff's words come to a halt when he sees the face of the hostile secretary Nanda.
"Sir, we should talk about this later. I have to pick up little Master Rio first," Jeff said as he looked at the clock on his wrist.
"Go, then go back to the office. I don't want Rio home alone" Steven said.
After Jeff's departure, Steven took his wife to his private room, "Wait here. I'll talk to Nanda" Steven said, "Rest if you're tired" he continued.
"Yes," replied Zena straightened both legs on the soft bed owned by her husband.
The door to the private room was tightly shut by Steven. He walked over to his secretary who was sitting on the sofa.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem in the office as long as I haven't come?" steven said opening one by one the documents that Nanda's secretary placed on the table.
"Steve-em I mean Mr. Steven, you've missed an important meeting in the morning. The company almost lost a big project because you weren't present" secretary Nanda said.
"It must be me? Usually you can handle it without me" Steven replied lightly. He took a piece of paper that Irma's doctor had given him, "Better look at this, you should see my children," Steven showed his wife's USG paper to his secretary and best friend.
"Steven, I know you're happy. But you can't rule out work either. The point is I don't want to know, I've made you a new meeting schedule!" said secretary Nanda was upset, she got up from her seat and walked away.
Before Nanda's secretary disappeared behind the door, he had time to say some documents that Steven had to read and sign.
"Go, I'll read and sign as soon as possible" Steven said, taking one document and reading it.
"He's totally crazy. He was willing to be happy on top of the suffering of others," Nanda's secretary grumbled into his study.
Inside Riski's room, Sheila drops her buttocks onto the sofa in annoyance, "Awas alone. I will repay you for all you have done to me! I don't accept it, if I lose against that woman!" furious Sheila throws her branded bag.
"Today, I can go home. So, from now on don't ever see me again" Riski said.
"Like me. Is there a problem if I see you?" ketus Sheila saw Riski was tidy, "Where do you want to live? In your house?" tease Sheila again.
Riski walked over and sat down in front of Sheila, "I'll take all my treasures again from the old man!" riski said, "But I need your help" again.
"You know, any of my help is not free, dear Mr. Riski," Sheila smiled sarcastically.
"I'll give you 10% of my property, after I've taken everything away from the old man" Riski said, "Do you agree" he said.
"I don't need your treasure. All I need is to see the people who have insulted me prostrate before me" Sheila replied, "Simple only. If you want to help me, then I'll help you too. Wanna take your treasure from the old man anyway?" keep Sheila.
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