Genius Girl Targets Handsome CEO
Episode 15's

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"Lazy want to shop," said Aleta.

"Hey, come. I want to be happy with everything I have" Ars said.

"I'm not a matre girl" Aleta replied.

Aleta walks and is followed by Ars. Ars immediately held Aleta's hand. From a distance, someone noticed the two of them. Then the man approached them. And...

Plaac...

"Das*r son d*rhaka, your father is hospitalized and costs a lot. You're even delicious here" said Rafika Ars' stepmother.

Ars who was surprised because suddenly getting a slap stopped his steps and turned towards his stepmother. Ars saw a lot of groceries in the hands of his stepmother mocked.

Aleta just fell silent, she did not want to interfere. Unless he's involved, he'll interfere.

"Honored Lady Rafika, former model and movie star p***, are you not aware of yourself? Is there no mirror in your home?" ask Ars.

"Whatchu mean? How do you know I'm a former movie star p****? Don't talk carelessly," asked Rafika stuttering.

"Everybody in the world knows, only your husband is blind" Ars replied.

"Your husband's hospital, that's none of my business" Ars said.

"Mistress's husband is sick and needs to cost a lot, but Madam is still shopping so much, what kind of wife are you," said Ars spicy.

Ars no longer cares if they have become a spectacle of people.

"Ma" cried Amora who had not realized that there was Ars here.

Rafika was still speechless, she did not expect that her stepson could say that.

"Ars," said Amora after realizing Ars was there. Amora stepped closer and wanted to hug Ars. But with agility Ars dodged.

"Let's love we go," asked Ars to hold Aleta's hand. Aleta complied, without regard for their affairs.

Plaac...

Suddenly Aleta gets a slap from Amora. Amora is the half-sister of Ars, until now no one knows who Amora's real father is. Even Rafika herself did not know.

How can? Of course you can, Rafika is a former model and former movie star p****.

Aleta smiled cynically, such a slap was nothing to her. Aleta advanced, with a sharp gaze like a psychopath. And her Devil smile made Amora shudder.

Rafika came forward and raised her hand to slap Aleta. Aleta quickly catches Rafika's hand and twists it.

"Aach...!" Screams echoed in the mall downstairs.

"Aaaaaack...!" The scream grew louder as Aleta twisted the woman's index finger. Rafika shed her tears as her finger twisted pain.

Aleta pushes Rafika's body to the ground. The person there is just a spectator without anyone intending to help.

Amora's face was pale when she saw that her Mama's finger was crooked, seemingly broken. Aleta stared intently at Amora who looked trembling.

"Now it's your turn, because you've dared to bother me" Aleta said.

Aleta slapped Amora's cheek back and forth so that her cheek was bruised and her lips were bleeding. Because Aleta's slap wasn't messing around.

Aleta took her phone, and called someone.

"Blacklist model named Amora Fransiska," Aleta orders someone. Then Aleta turned off her phone.

Within 5 minutes Amora's name was removed from the list of other models and agencies.

Sadistic right Aleta? So don't try to disturb him.

"Who are you really?" ask Amora.

Aleta simply smiled cynically without answering Amora's question. Then he left with Ars's hand.

Ars who got such treatment, made him argue faster. If he holds Aleta's hand, it won't be that bad.

"Are you okay, baby?" ask Ars. Aleta.

"I'm fine, don't worry it's normal" Aleta replied.

"But I don't accept you being hurt" Ars said.

"So, really drama" Aleta said as she poked Ars' nose. Ars smiled as sweetly as possible. A smile that he rarely showed to anyone.

Ars realized that Aleta had moved away from him.

Aleta entered a store, because there are items that so attract his attention. The waiter came up to him and greeted him.

"Welcome Miss, please someone may be pleased" said the waiter kindly.

"Thank you" Aleta said, looking at the name tag on the waiter's neck.

Aleta walked around looking around first, the servant faithfully followed Aleta.

"There's no need to bother following me" Aleta said.

"Sorry Miss, it is my duty to serve customers" replied the waiter, Hanna.

"If you don't want to buy don't come in here, just look around and waste time" said the other waiter.

When he saw Aleta coming in in in simple clothes, the waiter seemed unhappy.

"Already Miss, don't listen to her talk" said Hanna.

Aleta smiled at Hanna. Hanna was fascinated with Aleta's smile when she was a woman.

"Beautiful, if I'm like this Miss is already a model or artist," inner Hanna.

The other servant only sneered when he saw Aleta looking at the item.

Aleta took the tie and asked the waiter to wrap. Because in the store it sells a variety of clothes to other accessories.

"Is there again Miss?" ask Hanna.

"I want the suit" Aleta said pointing to the mannequin.

"Emang Lo can afford? That suit costs hundreds of millions" the servant sneered.

"Right Miss, is Miss sure?" ask Hanna again. Not intended to be demeaning, but the price is not kidding.

"I want 2 sets, complete with pants and a shirt. Remember two sets," said Aleta.

"Huh, sorry Miss, I don't mean to belittle you, but ...."

"It's okay, because your service is good and I want 2 sets" said Aleta.

"Well miss, I'll wrap it up" Hanna said with a happy heart.

"Go away, you new guy here, won't understand" said the waiter.

Hanna to the upside, lucky there is Aleta who nimbly held her body so as not to fall.

"I'm sorry, I just want her to serve me" Aleta said with a sharp look.

The waiter stepped aside when he saw Aleta's sharp gaze. Hanna then wrapped the clothes. Complete with tie, pants, shirt and suit.

Ars went into the store. The waiter rushed to Ars. Ars glared when he saw the steward's centile style.

"Welcome sir, how can I help you?" ask the waiter flirtatiously.

Ars didn't care about the waiter, and his eyes just looked around looking for Aleta. While the person being sought is paying for his or her fantastic prized groceries.

"Thank you Miss, please come again" said Hanna gladly. Because of course he will get a big bonus, because it has managed to sell clothes that are fantastic prices.

"Darling!" call Ars.

"It's for you" Aleta said, handing over a paper bag.

"What's this?" ask Ars.

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