Love For Nazyra
Chapter 43

"Nazyra, long time no see."

Bella stepped in her high heels and walked towards Nazyra gracefully.

When Nazyra's comrades saw this, they immediately looked towards Nazyra with envy, "You know each other?"

Nazyra pursed her lips. They are so much more than just getting to know each other.

Bella was a familiar person to him and was greatly hated.

Bella walked to Nazyra's front and spoke in a low voice with full eyes

jeers.

"Nazyra, after two years of struggling in the lower classes, you finally have the opportunity to enter this kind of competition that belongs specifically to the designers. You must be really excited, right?"

Nazyra's body stiffened and her face

looks embarrassed. These two years, he had indeed struggled in the lower-class design industry, waiting for an opportunity to raise his level.

But in fact, if it wasn't for Bella using her powers to suppress her and get Nazyra out of the competition two years ago, it might be that the person who became the famous designer now was her, Nazyra, not Bella.

"But this time, I still won't give you a chance."

Bella smiled confidently but her eyes were full of hatred, "Nazyra, I will do it, throw you out of this contest again as soon as possible."

Even if Nazyra really had good talent, she would not let Nazyra have the chance to show it.

Nazyra looked at Bella coldly. She initially thought that after she had Bella taken to the police station last time, Bella would be a little more in control. But now, it seems like Bella hasn't changed, but she's even worse.

"Then let's wait and see. Let's see who the winner is this time!"

Nazyra looked at him fearlessly. She was no longer the Nazyra who was easily bullied by others two years ago.

Bella sneered and her expression was a little ferocious.

"It is useless for you to be reluctant to admit defeat, I will soon make you cry pitifully."

After threatening Nazyra, she ruthlessly bumped into Nazyra's shoulder and walked past her arrogantly.

Nazyra felt pain in her shoulder. He slightly lost his balance and was pushed two steps back.

A tall figure held his back

to hold it in, so as to make Nazyra able to stabilize himself.

"Are you okay?"

Dion looked at Nazyra .There was displeasure on his handsome face.

Nazyra shook her head and stood up

break away from Dion's hold.

Nazyra looked at the arrogant figure of Bella while clenching her fists tightly. He held his anger in his chest.

"I don't care what kind of grudge you and Bella have. But I'm here this time. Don't worry, I'll make sure you win."

Dion's voice was soft and pleasant but it was reassuring. A warm feeling flowed into Nazyra's chest .

Not far away, Tania was standing in the corner. He looked at Nazyra and Dion hatefully.He gritted his teeth and then himself rushed out.

After a long time, he calmed down

and go after Bella.

"Mom Bella, wait a minute."

Bella stopped and looked at Tania who was walking towards her. She was a bit confused as to why this woman called her.Tania's face looked bad and she spoke

get to the point.

"Bu Bella, I'm Tania, the invited model came here this time. I saw Bu Bella and Nazyra in the hall earlier. You seem to hate him so much."

"Yes,"

Bella frankly admitted it. He never intended to hide his enmity with Nazyra.

"I also hate Nazyra very much and I know about the matter of her being her fiance. Since we both want to defeat him, why don't we work together?"

"Lead?"

Bella raised her eyebrows in great interest. He was still afraid of the strength of Nazyra's fiancee so he did not dare to use too obvious a way

to hurt Nazyra. He was still thinking about how to defeat Nazyra but unexpectedly, good news took the initiative to come looking for him.

If Nazyra is really a double, then surely the Megantara family will not accept him anymore. Without the Megantara family as his backers, Nazyra could be easily defeated and humiliated by him.

And Nazyra won't have a chance to be successful again.

Bella and Tania plan to commit a violent act but Nazyra is unaware of it.

A group of people followed the staff and each went to their respective rooms that had been provided.

Their rooms were set irregular.

The distance of the other five people's room was not far but Nazyra's room was immediately separated because there was a difference of several floors between her room and their room.

Dion asked the staff with a sense of dissatisfaction, "Why Nazyra should stay on the 18th floor, I'm her assistant, I should stay on the same floor as her."

"Sorry, you guys came later so there are only a few rooms left" the staff replied.

Dion's pissed. He still wanted to say something else but Nazyra smiled.

"It's okay, anyway I'll use the elevator, so it's fine for me to go up and down to the 18th floor. "

As she said, Nazyra took her luggage and intended to go to the 18th floor.

Dion took his luggage, "Let me take you there."

Nazyra froze and seemed to feel doubtful.

Dion added, "I have to recognize the path first so I won't go to the wrong room when I go looking for you later."

'Ding'.

Elevator door opens.

When she was about to come out, Nazyra surprisingly saw a familiar tall figure. It looks like it's Ganindra.

He come here?

His heart rate suddenly became faster. He subconsciously stepped out of, the,

the elevator and hurriedly walked quickly towards the man.

Before Nazyra could catch up to him, she saw the man open the door and enter a room. The back figure of the man suddenly disappeared from his sight.

Nazyra walked over and looked at the closed door but did not see clearly the man's face.

"Nazyra, what's going on?" Dion picked up his luggage and rushed over while asking curiously.

Nazyra hesitated, shook her head, and said, "No" . Maybe he saw it wrong.

This is the hotel where the participants of the Denar Fashion Design Contest stay and is completely closed to the public.

As Nazyra prepared to leave, she looked up and saw that the door was her room number.

The hotel staff walked over and officially handed Nazyra a room key card.

"Bu Nazyra there's a bell for service in the room. You can call us if you need anything."

"Okay, thank you." The answer. The staff and Dion then help Nazyra put her luggage in.

Dion looked around the room and joked, "Nazyra, your room is more luxurious than mine."

The room is on the ninth floor and is the Luxurious Room but Nazyra's room is the Presidential Suite.

Nazyra did not think too much about it, opened her suitcase and began to unpack her clothes, and casually said, "Maybe I was lucky to be given this room."

"Yes" Dion replied but a thought flashed through his mind.