His Purpose
146. Meet the Ex

"Useful," sizzled Sandra throwing a television remote.

He got up from the sofa and walked to the window. Behind him, Harley silently stared not daring to do anything.

"Remove all our sponsorship funds. He's nothing more than trash now" he said with annoyance.

Harley nodded obediently, "Okay, Madam."

He immediately called someone in charge of the support fund.

Ginanjar Adiwiguna, they poured a lot of money for the man's progress. Without Willis, Ginanjar is just an ordinary politician whose name goes unnoticed. But now he has degenerated and may be buried by the hole he created himself.

He falls for his folly, and Willis doesn't need a fool like Ginanjar.

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Rayan stared at the old television in front of her who was broadcasting the latest news. The name Ginanjar Adiwiguna is being heard all over the archipelago, even had he seen the foreign media discussing the same thing.

Gibran Wiranata's influence was extraordinary. In the night he could shake the world with his abilities.

Is this why Gibran asked Rayan to acquire Adiwiguna? Because anyway Rayan has enough shares there. Just need a little flick from Gibran maybe he can be the highest shareholder, and it is not impossible next Rayan to be the official owner.

It's a good chance if he's greedy. But, knowing that Adiwiguna had intervened with Willis, Rayan's emotions immediately rose. His desire to help destroy the man rose up without being prevented.

Therefore, Rayan reached into his cellphone from his pocket and contacted Gibran who was somehow at this time where he was.

Call raised in the third ring.

"Hello, Papa-in-Law," said Gibran in a joking tone.

"I accept your terms. You just need to make me the highest shareholder there."

Without Rayan knowing Gibran grinned. "of courses. I'm glad to do."

No more conversations. Rayan immediately lowered her phone from her ear and put it back in her pocket.

"Papa called Koko, huh?" Suddenly Mary's voice came out. Rayan immediately turned to find her daughter who had just come down from the stairs.

Sontak Rayan approaching. "Why not just use the elevator? What about falling?"

Maria rolled her eyes. The more days Rayan's treatment is more and more similar to Gibran. Over possessive.

Maria wags. "Don't talk about it. Did Papa call Koko?"

Rayan hesitated. "Yes. Why?"

"Where is he?"

Rayan. "Papa doesn't know."

"Yes ..." Maria sighed while scowling.

"What's wrong?"

"Later tonight we'll both be dinner. Poor thing, it seems like since yesterday Koko sulked because I refused her invitation."

Rayan raised an eyebrow. "Why don't you call?"

Now Maria is clucking. "None was lifted up. It seems like he's really angry."

"You guys kissed all night." Rayan said that in an indifferent tone and in passing, as if affirming that she also witnessed the friendly scene.

Rayan sat on the sofa that Maria followed. Mary's red face realized last night's kiss to be a spectacle of several pairs of eyes.

First Nick, then now Rayan. Mary was ashamed, but she thought that because she was in the corner of the pond and blocked by the palm tree everything would be safe.

Aih, this is all because of Gibran. If you do not remember the condition of Mary's hand, maybe the man will be able to touch her.

"Hehe." Maria scratched her nape not knowing what to say. Clarification is free, everything is clear. "But until now Koko still refused to talk to me."

Rayan grunting. "Childa. I just found out that son of a bitch can be childish."

Before long Maria's phone shook. Nick's name appeared there. Maria quickly shifted the green button.

Nick cleared a moment. "Hello, good afternoon, ma'am. The Master asks you to prepare immediately. At 6, the invitation will come."

Maria frowned. "Don't Koko pick you up?"

Maria seems a little unhappy.

"Master said he'd wait at the restaurant. For the matter of clothes, someone will drive him home."

If Gibran had prepared the clothes, it would have been a pair. Good, at least he's still thinking about compatibility.

"Yes already. Tell her, if the restaurant is bad she can't sleep with me for a week" Maria said.

It's good, Gibran is sulking the dizzy Maria.

Can Maria hear the noise across there. Nick must be complaining to Gibran. Oh, so it turns out Gibran was listening? And he won't talk to her directly?

Just watch.

Maria is getting ready to help Laura. She was wearing the dress Gibran sent this afternoon. The elegant long black dress perfectly formed the silhouette of Maria's body. Even so the size fits and not too tight in the stomach.

Not to forget Maria wore jewelry that Gibran also ordered. Everything is one package, Maria stay clogged shoes for her appearance.

Because the condition of her hands is not possible to preach, Maria used the services of one of the MUA to help her. As a result, Mary's appearance is perfect, even in a state of hand-pigs.

As promised, the invitation came at 6 pm, although Maria was half an hour late from the appointed time. It's okay, Gibran must be made to wait.

"Are you ready, Madam?" ask driver.

Maria nodded. "Ready. Please don't speed, yeah. I'm pregnant."

"Okay, Madam."

The car drove away from the grounds of the residence of Tjandra, the road is still quite jammed because maybe there are still many people who just came home from work.

About 30 minutes later the Alphard car arrived in a restaurant basement. Maria is helped down by the driver, and just then Nick emerges from an elevator approaching her.

"Good night, ma'am," said Nick, bowing at a glance.

"Night. Is koko here?"

"From 40 minutes ago, ma'am."

"Ow .." - Mary.

"Come, Madam. I'll take you upstairs."

Maria nodded and followed Nick's steps leading him into the elevator.

"What floor?" ask Maria.

"Thirty, Madam."

"Oh ..." Maria didn't make a sound until the elevator doors shifted on the floor.

Nick faithfully directs Maria to the entrance of the restaurant. The place is very exclusive and is on the top floor of the hotel.

Maria muttered thank you when Nick resigned. He began to enter and look for the existence of Gibran which turned out to be quite far from the door.

Each table there is arranged with a fairly tenuous distance, so it is not difficult for Maria to find Gibran faster.

Maria approached with a smile. He could not wait to see Gibran's appearance which must be very fragrant and handsome. Her husband is always perfect.

However, Mary's smile broke when she found Gibran not alone there. Maria only realized because when she entered her vision was blocked by a pillar in the middle of the room.

"Say we can talk about this later. Now you're gone before Maria sees you!" Gibran hissed sharply at the person in front of him.

Trang!

Maria dropped the coin purse in her hand. His heart seemed to be slumping from the spot. "El?" his whisper immediately attracted the attention of two men who were arguing.