CEO Internship And Virgin Mom
44 Call on the Trial

"Sorry, Miss Ivyna, I can't confirm when Alexa will return to Jakarta" a middle-aged man replied from behind the phone. The man is Jefry, the manager of the model agency where Alexa lives.

Ivyna ripped her shoulder that felt sore on the back of the chair. He was upset why this feminine man was not willing to give Alexa mobile number.

"Sir Jefry, I seriously want to make Alexa as my main model for the December fashion show. It was a grand ceremony to commemorate ten years of my career as a wedding dress designer" Ivyna said, trying to convince Mr. Jefry.

"Hmmm, how is it? Alexa does not want to be disturbed during her vacation around Asia. And again Alexa doesn't let me give her phone number to people she doesn't know."

"What is my name as a designer unknown to the models? Then I cancel the contract with five other models of Mr. Ivyna said offended.

"It's not so, Miss Ivy. Your name is very well known. You are a wedding dress designer from among artists and conglomerates. So please don't cancel our contract."

Ivyna was delighted to have managed to intimidate Jefry.

"Good, then give me Alexa's phone number."

"I'll give you Nanda's contact number. He's Alexa's personal assistant."

"Yes sent it now, sir," Ivyna said, disconnecting her call.

In less than two minutes, Jefry had sent Nanda's number to Ivyna's phone. Smiling with satisfaction, he immediately contacted Alexa's assistant.

"Hello, good afternoon, who are you with?" Ivyna heard a man's voice again. He thought Nanda was a woman.

"Sore, it's me, Ivyna Adhiyaksa, Ivy's wedding dress designer."

"Oh, Ivyna's mom, I'm Nanda, Alexa's assistant. Do you want Alexa to be a model wedding dress? Sorry about that, Alexa can't. She will be signing an exclusive contract with a famous American make up brand."

"I didn't call to ask Alexa to be my model. I want to talk to him directly."

"But Alexa's not here, ma'am."

"Listen, Nanda, this concerns Alexa's son, Eleanor. Two more days Eleanor is going to have her birthday and she needs her birth mother. El's birthday celebration will be held at Keano Atmaja's house at four in the afternoon. If Alexa still cares about her daughter, she has to come" Ivyna explained.

"Wait, you..know where Eleanor and Mr Keano are from?" ask the gemulai man. His voice implied an incredible shock.

"Of course I know, because I'm now a mother Eleanor said. That's all I want to tell Alexa. Thank you." Thank you."

Today Ivyna was tired but her heart was overjoyed. First he had completed all of Eleanor's birthday preparations, and secondly he managed to contact Alexa through his assistant. Ivyna hopes Alexa will actually attend Eleanor's birthday so she can refer to Keano. The refer? Why is his heart pierced with that term. Isn't this what he wanted Keano to let go of him and return to his wife?

"Mom, Mr. Grace has already picked you up" cried Arum from behind the door.

Ivyna hurriedly walked out of her room while grieving.

"Why is Mr Rahmat here? It's only five o'clock, sir," Ivyna bursts.

"Sorry, Madam, but Mr. Keano just ordered me to pick up Madam. You said you'd take the lady to a charity dinner at the Greenite hotel."

"Eat dinner? But Keano didn't tell me before. Now he commands me. Doesn't he know I have a lot of work?"

"I don't know about that either, Madam," replied Mr. Grace in fear. He did not expect to be the target of anger from his boss' wife.

"Sorry, sir, I don't mean to scold Mr. Grace. I'll ask Keano directly" Ivyna grabbed her phone. But in an instant, he changed his mind and put down the flat object.

"If I call him first, Keano will definitely be big-headed. He who asked me should have called me. Or maybe Keano is planning something? Does this have anything to do with last night?"

Suddenly Ivyna felt very anxious. He believes Keano has a covert plan behind this dinner. It is not usually that arrogant men seem willing to attend charity events. But on the other hand, Ivyna was curious about what Keano would do at the event. After all, this was precisely an opportunity for him to show that their togetherness did not imprint at all in his memory.

"Okay, sir, let's go home, '" said Ivyna stepping out of the salon.

...****************...

Ivyna stood in front of the mirror. She accidentally chose a bodycon model evening dress that wrapped every curve of her body. The shiny black dress was also low-cut on the back. Actually wearing tight clothes like this is not comfortable. Moreover, the core of his body is sometimes still painful. But Ivyna held back all that in order to appear confident in front of Keano.

As a finishing touch, Ivyna nudged her hair up. Shows his smooth white neck without blemish. Ivyna was convinced that many young entrepreneurs were glancing at her throughout the event. And he will show Keano that he cannot be owned by any man.

"You think by fucking me once you can master me? No, Mr. Keano. Let's prove who controls who,"

Ivyna.

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