
At that moment, a Lamborghini sped up and stopped in front of the Nazyra. The driver's seat window came down, revealing Ganindra's charming face.
"Lake in."
Nazyra held her phone with her face reddened. He didn't dare look at her, "I'm calling a cab."
"It's a private house, there's no way a car can get in."
Ganindra looked straight into Nazyra's eyes and lowered her voice, "Grandmother is still watching us. Are you sure you want to argue with me now?"
After hearing the last sentence, Nazyra's emotions disappeared. Grandma is still looking, so they should look friendly. He gritted his teeth in anger and reluctantly got into the car.
Ganindra started the car engine and immediately drove forward. The corner of his lips curved into a thin smile.
After Lamborghini drove away, Grandma Nani and the old butler stood side by side on the second-floor balcony, looking at the car driving further away.
Nani's grandmother had this thought in her mind, so she asked, "Baskoro, do you think they're really together?"
The old housekeeper grinned. His voice is slow and soft.
"It looks real to me."
They may look as if they are really together, but no one knows if that is what is really happening.
The answer was not made up because the butler witnessed their own affection, but that was the answer Nani's grandmother wanted to hear.
He looked far into the distance and sighed heavily, "No matter what, it must be true. Ganindra must marry Nazyra."
After the contest ended, Nazyra was supposed to return to the company for work. However, because Ganindra wanted to
moving him to the Megantara Group, he came to the company to tidy up his belongings.
As soon as he got to the company doorstep in the morning, he met two young girls.
There was a wreath in their hands, and they handed it to Nazyra excitedly.
"This is for you, Nazyra's sister."
Nazyra was stunned as two girls brought flowers for her in the morning. What exactly is going on?
The two girls stuffed flowers into Nazyra's hands . They looked at her in awe and said, "We're from a fashion designer college. We love the design and hope we can
designing the most beautiful clothes of the future. The dress that you made at the Denar Fashion Design Contest is really pretty. Sister was born to be a designer. Brother Nazyra, no matter you make it to the final round of Denar Fashion Design Contest or not, we will always support you. We hope you can continue to strive to realize your dream in design."
Seeing the enthusiasm of these two girls, Nazyra seemed to see a shadow of her at that moment.
He smiled feeling touched, "Thank you, I'll do it, I won't give up on my dreams."
He would continue to fight and return to his stage with the most powerful attitude.
After saying goodbye to the two girls, Nazyra's mood got better. After all, it is a blessing to have supporters who value our work.
As usual, he went to the design department to pack his things. When they saw his actions, his comrades looked towards him. Their eyes were filled with complications and curiosity.
However, they did not look at him with contempt and ridicule like the beginning again.
"Nazyra, what are you doing?"
Dion walked up to him with two cups of hot milk tea in his hand, and saw he was packing his things.
His face suddenly sank. He stepped
towards him and grab his hand.
"Are you resigning? Don't be discouraged, what really happened that night? Tell me, I'll help you."
When Dion grabbed his hand, Nazyra was startled for a moment and quickly withdrew his hand.
Nazyra shook her head, "It's okay, I'm not resigning. I was transferred to work for the Megantara Group."
Dion. Megantara Group? , that means he will work in Ganindra company.
Recalling the voice of the man he heard on the phone last night, Dion's face was pale and his voice became extremely hoarse.
"What is your relationship with Ganindra Megantara ?"
Nazyra hesitated for a moment, but since she was about to leave and Dion was the only friend she had in the company, she did not want to lie to him anymore.
He muttered, "He's my fiance."
"What?"
Dion was so shocked that he could hardly believe his ears. In the past few days, he had thought about so many possibilities of their relationship. They may be in an ambiguous relationship, a close relationship or even a sugar dating relationship .
However, he never expected that Nazyra would become Ganindra's fiancee. The actual fiancee had been held by the Megantara family in a grand engagement ceremony for half a month ago.
Therefore, what qualifications did he have
to compete with Ganindra...
Seeing Dion's deeply beaten expression, Nazyra thought he was unhappy that he had lied to her before.
He felt a little guilty and explained, "I'm sorry for not telling the truth before. I don't want to be treated differently just because I'm Ganindra's fiancee. Thank you for your help all this time, and I sincerely consider you a friend."
Dion's tall body trembled slightly. He was only considered a friend. It turned out that they were only friends but he could not control his feelings...
"Well, everyone has secrets they only keep to themselves, don't they? Don't be forced, I won't blame you for that."
He tried to put a smile on his face. Dion pretended that nothing had happened and handed the milk tea to Nazyra.
"Are you going straight to the Megantara Group later? Do you need a ride?"
"It's okay, Mr. Ganindra has arranged
car to pick me up."
Nazyra's answer made Dion's heart sink. Nazyra took a sip of milk tea and continued packing her things.
After he finished packing, Dion escorted Nazyra to the door and there was a smile on her charming face.
She waved at him, "Nazyra, remember to work hard there. I'm sure you'll be a famous designer."
"You too. Work hard and strive to become a permanent employee."
Nazyra got into the car after she said goodbye to Dion."
Dion stood stiffly in front of the company door watching the car speed away, and his body seemed to be slowly running out of steam. Her beautiful eyes lost all of their sparks in an instant.
The car stopped in front of Megantara Group,
Nazyra got down from the car and as soon as she lifted her head, she could see the Megantara Group's multi-storey office building.
The office building is magnificent and luxurious, and is a typical building of the city of S.
Moreover, it was also the largest financial market in the entire S City.
He would never have thought that he would be qualified to work here.
Nazyra was in a good mood as she walked into the company lobby carrying her resume.
There were a lot of people passing by in the company lobby. All of them were wearing formal and professional office suits, which looked very neat.