Cold CEO Love Attack
Twelve Chapter

Life is not a story, but a story is life.

If the story has an end, then life does not!

Even death is not an end, but it is a new beginning. In the story, not everything ends beautifully. So too with life.

But one thing is the hallmark of the story. It is a conflict that makes the initially monotonous story interesting.

And life, too, has its own conflicts. It's just that we sometimes don't realize it because the conflict is too small. We only realize when that conflict is already a big problem in our story.

My life is my story!

Your life is your story.

But, sometimes your story and mine will collide and form a romance between you and me.

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In recent years, Indonesia has implemented one motor vehicle in one family. So, the congestion in the new capital is not as bad as in the old capital.

A passing Lamborghini is not a non-existent car. There were even quite a lot, usually the ones carrying the car were artists or second generation rich people. So many people are used to it and not too interested to keep staring.

But, the green Lamborghini still attracts the attention of many people. In addition to the color that is striking because it is different from Lamborghini cars usually. The two people inside also attracted attention.

A long-haired girl with a veiled ponytail and another girl dressed in a pretty casual office.

Kleine did not care about the many people who saw her elegance. His focus remains on the steering wheel, occasionally he will overtake other cars with agility.

"I should be thankful that you didn't speed up today!" Delora stroked her chest casually.

Kleine who heard that raised his lips in half. He with that sly smile immediately stepped on the gas pedal. The green Lamborghini car that became the center of attention left only a shadow.

"Akhs! I'm just saying it like that and you've taken my whole life!" Shouted Delora looking at Kleine in annoyance. His eyes glared as if he wanted to come out right then and there.

Her unbound hair flew freely in the wind. Both of his hands held tightly to the self belt that he had installed as a swing since earlier.

"Snake!" Respond Kleine in a mocking tone and slow down the speed of the car.

He was happy to be ignorant, especially to this friend and his little assistant.

"You're this, who's a coward!" Said Delora with a pouting face. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and threw his face out of Kleine's face.

Kleine ignored Delora as usual. This time he no longer plays with the wheel in his hand.

Closing the roof of the car, Kleine felt much better because he was too hot this morning.

A few minutes passed, and finally the flashy green car arrived at their company's underground parking lot.

As Kleine was about to park, a red Lamborghini broke through and took the place that Kleine originally wanted to fill.

The sassy man even showed his middle finger out the window on Kleine's car which was too slow to park.

Kleine furrowed his brows in annoyance. He looked at Delora meaningfully.

Delora who got a look from Kleine became increasingly stiff after being surprised by the man's actions. Judging from his hand, it should be the hand of a young man.

"Find out and give me the information!" Said Kleine in a very domineering cold tone.

This wasn't Kleine's first time getting upset, but this was the first time Kleine had given him a cold order like this. Delora even involuntarily nodded.

"Let's see who's the fastest?" Whisper Kleine with a deadly smile.

Delora goosebumps hearing Kleine's little whisper more into a mutter.

"Okay, I'll find out soon!" Delora said aloud.

He wanted to turn his head and see who the people were going to come out of it, but it seemed like they were chatting too much or what. Because that person has gone upstairs and left a smaller back.

Damnit damnit! Let Delora in the heart.

But, he glanced at that red Lamborghini car. He smiled happily as it would not be difficult to find that person's information.

Kleine changed his mind to come to the company. So, he ordered Delora to go down immediately.

"But, didn't you just say you were going to see the company?" Delora asked stupidly as she was already standing outside the car.

"What do I care?" Kleine asked lazily and drove his car out of the dark place.

On the other hand, in an extremely large and luxurious mansion. A girl was cursing at a maid who was not successful in satisfying her wishes.

"Don't I tell you not to add sugar? It's useless! Get out of my sight, don't let me see you again!" Shouted the girl in annoyance.

The four-headed-looking maid was silent. This young miss is so pampered and so irritable. Anything has to be what he wants, and he will always be right even if sometimes he orders wrong.

The waiter was silent, though he was not wrong. Azel ordered mango juice with a spoon of sugar. But after the sweetness was over, he got angry and said the waiter wanted to poison him.

Azel was upset that the servant was silent and did not respond. He snorted in annoyance and turned his head to the side arrogantly. After still not getting a plea of mercy from the waiter, he walked over the broken glass arrogantly and walked into the living room.

In the spacious living room, there was a middle-aged man who was aloof. Sitting on a long and large sofa, its small and thin body was incompatible.

"Grandfather!" The fierce shout of the girl earlier turned into a very adorable spoiled voice.

"What's wrong?" Asked the old man with a tired and understanding face.

"They're bothering me again!" He complained and felt pained beside the old man who was looking at him with understanding.

"Oh, dear grandfather Azel... Tell grandfather, who would dare to disturb grandfather's favorite grandson?" Asked the old man with a pampering smile.

"The servants, they never did anything like Azel said! They're so useless grandfather!" They exaggerate false stories. He made up in such a way that his grandfather would spoil him even more.

"Oh, isn't that easy? If he doesn't like you, you just fire him!" Said the old man giving a solution that is not too long-winded.

"Ah, is that really grandpa? But he is the old servant of this house, how could so young be fired?" Azel asked looked very troubled.

This of course made the old man even more want to spoil the white-faced chubby girl.

"Then you punish all you want!" Said the man gave another suggestion.

"Ah but I can't bear to punish the aunt, however old she is. Grandpa should punish him for Azel?" Pinta the girl with huge sparkling eyes.

Seeing this made the man even more unable to turn away. So, he took off the documents in his hand and stood up.

"Well then, which servant is bothering grandfather's granddaughter? Let grandfather punish him!" Then the old man asked Azel to show him directions.

They walked out of the living room into the back garden where the servant was angry with Azel.