Honey And Toxins (Not a Common Contract)
Chapter 7: Inauguration

Nara looks ready with a light brown dress, formal but looks charming. He forced his eyes open, the speech training Irene gave him was so difficult for him that he could not sleep well.

Nara came out of her room, she saw the door of Ammar's room slightly open. He sneaked a glance to see if Ammar was ready. It turned out that in there Ammar was asking Irene to help him pair his tie.

"Pair my tie." asked Ammar, he was never good at wearing his own tie even though Irene had taught him a thousand times.

With a lazy look, Irene rolled her eyes. He approached Ammar, but suddenly his eyes fell on Nara who was watching them from the first floor.

"You forgot you had a wife? Why are you still telling me?" Irene, he opened the room door and then left without helping Ammar.

"Irene..!" call Ammar, but Irene doesn't turn around and continues to pitch.

Ammar went down while carrying his tie, he followed the steps of Irene who ignored him.

"You can put a tie on?" Irene asked Nara who had been watching them.

"bi..can." said Nara doubtful, there is no way Ammar would be willing if he installed his tie right?

"Pair for him. I'll go first to check the preparations for the show later." Irene moved, leaving a thin smile implied. He was always checking everything himself, relying on others not in his dictionary.

From a distance of one meter, Ammar threw his tie at Nara. Nara caught the tie, then she sighed as she got it.

Without asking, Nara advanced slowly towards Ammar who was throwing away his face.

"Sobbed.." whispered Nara, she could not reach Ammar's neck because of her height.

The haughty look was very clear on Ammar's face. Although only to put a tie, Ammar did not want to bow to strangers like Nara.

"You're telling me to bow to you?" ketus Ammar, of course it makes the inner Nara upset.

"I'm not as tall as Irene," he wasn't done talking, Ammar was already standing in front of the sofa for Nara to go up there.

"Alike." said Ammar.

While grumbling, Nara could only obey. "so I'd like to tie her neck to the point of suffocation!" he held back emotions.

Slowly Nara wrapped her arms around Ammar's neck, making the knot of the tie she had learned in High School. But putting up a tie for school and for a big event like this is really two different things, Nara's hands can't stop shaking. Especially when he inevitably had to stare closely at Ammar's neckline, his nervousness became more and more.

Nara's lips clenched together, making her dimples pop out there. His face was reddened when he realized that he had twice reviewed the conclusion of the tie but never finished, he was really confused why he could suddenly forget the basic steps to install the tie.

As he was being overwhelmed by time, Ammar suddenly moved his hand and placed his thumb on the dimple that had disturbed his vision.

The busy Jemari Nara suddenly stopped. His heart rate also revolted to cause an erratic debate.

Nara ventured to raise her eyes. He began by looking at Ammar's arm and continued down to the face.

"What are you doing?" Nara gripped, she felt like Ammar crossed the line.

Ammar did not react, he stared intently at Nara and then raised his thumb. "I don't like to look at her" he said. It turns out that he put a plaster wound on Nara's dimples, colored in line with the skin.

Hearing that Nara could only snort in annoyance, what was wrong with those dimples? some people even want it. Why Ammar is so anti-see that.

"Had been." said Nara, he got off the sofa and then moved first to the car. Ammar asked that they use a different car.

"Hey wait! isn't this too tight?" exclaim Ammar echoed.

The car that carried Nara also sauntered, leaving her feeling claustrophobic with the neck ties. "Revelation you sneaky rat!" it was with a face and a look.

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All GT group officials have gathered in their respective seats. In the back row there are also journalists covering the inauguration. For a long time, people have long missed the GT Group policies that are very influential for their economy, pension, health insurance, and education guarantees for children whose parents work there.

The members who had been waiting for this inauguration seemed radiant, they could not wait for the golden period that had once been promised by Erland's Chairman. He once said, what Ammar did will be the same as what he set in the company.

Since Damar served as President Director, he changed all policies made by Erland's Chairman. Of course it has a negative impact on Members and Employees. Therefore they were very much looking forward to the Chairman's seat being Ammar's.

Another thing with Damar and his minions, he looks sour with a bitter smile on the catapult. For years he tried to master the GT group, especially when he heard Ammar had trauma and did not want to be in a relationship. Makes him think more and more he will win, but who would have thought Irene and Ammar turned things around in the last seconds of his struggle.

"I Ammar Dawson, promise to restore all the policies that have been made by the late Erland and Denias Leaders. Starting today, I will lead directly to either the Parent, or the subsidiary that is in the GT group!"

The flash continues to capture and record Ammar on the podium. On her right side was Irene who received her right as the vice-chairman. And on the left side was Nara who accompanied Ammar as his wife.

After the inauguration session, the journalists conducted a question and answer session representing the community. "What is the policy that has been strangling employees and retirees will be eliminated completely?"

"All policies that were once made by the Erland Leader will take effect again from this moment." said Ammar firmly.

"Then about the education of children? especially those parents who died while having a work bond?" ask the reporter again.

"We will support their children to the highest level. Especially for those who have health insurance, we'll hand over the money and double it to the heirs." Ammar also explained how they will respond to pension funds that have been lost for several years.

"There's a rumor that your marriage is just pretending to be in the chair of the Leader. Is that true?"

Instantly the atmosphere became silent, Ammar's face seemed to change under the spotlight. He noticed the face of Damar, the only person who must have arranged the question.

"Does society care about that? Without getting married they would want all those policies back. Not only I want to take advantage, but all of us."

"If that's true, doesn't that mean you're lying to the higher-ups? Everyone knows the Chairman makes a will so that the Company is handed over to his Son when they are married. Even We all know the late Chairman will share his shares with the higher ups if you do not take steps this year."

"Who still wants Erland's Chairman's shares? I'll give it to you but you have to leave the company." said Ammar, he knew very well the journalist was going to set him up.

The higher-ups did not budge, they even want to re-establish the welfare of the workers through the power of Ammar.

Ammar smiled a little in front of the reporters, he said the closing sentence and then let Nara give the greeting as the President's wife.

"I hope you who attended and watched this event fully support My husband to restore welfare.." Nervous? of course, he felt that he was standing in the middle of a battlefield.

"News about you spread widely not long ago. Are you all planning just to attract public sympathy?" again the black-hated journalist threw a cornered question.

"Cympathy? who wants sympathy in that way? Instead of murder, wouldn't we build a thousand foundations to attract people's sympathy?"

"Then who set you up? is that maybe the guy who wants to take down Mr Ammar?" ask the other reporters.

"Let's know, for sure I'll find the perpetrator soon."

Nara really wants to go home at this time, the whole question of journalists is too straight and can not be explained by him.

Either they wanted to embarrass him, or they did want to take him down. Everything felt cornered him at that dark time.

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