Love For Nazyra
Chapter 80

Daniel Pamungkas is a famous international model! Not only is he handsome and stylish, all designers fall in love with him. They can't wait to throw all their designs at him and let him show off their work on the runway.

Kevin nodded and replied in a relaxed tone, "Yes, he has already entered our company."

Nazyra did not expect Daniel to enter the Megantara Group. That means he has the advantage of being near Daniel.

Nazyra's eyes sparkled, "Sir Kevin, is it possible to apply for Daniel to be my model?"

Kevin's lips twitched, and just as he was about to say yes, something flashed through his mind.

He said with a serious expression, "You need Ganindra's approval for this. You better ask her about this."

Thinking of Ganindra, the glint in Nazyra's eyes became dim. If nothing extraordinary happens, her engagement to Ganindra will be called off this week. From now on, he would have to refrain from having too much contact with Ganindra, it was impossible to get his help to help his career.

Nazyra only shook her head as she let go of her disappointed gaze from Daniel.

"I'm just asking, but I think,

I shouldn't have thought of that."

Kevin was a little surprised by his reaction, and his sharp intuition made him realize the cold and distant attitude in Nazyra's attitude.

Did something happen between Ganindra and him?

Kevin redesigned the new style for Nazyra, and this time though with the chic and fashionable look of the city, the dress was longer and the style more reserved.

When the new style was finished, around noon, Tommy appeared at the door, "Mrs Nazyra, the boss wants you to meet him at the restaurant"

It was another usual tasting session.

Nazyra thought about it before answering. "Tommy, wait a minute. I need to take something."

He picks up his notebook and pen before following Tommy to a place called a restaurant.

The restaurant occupies one floor and the whole place resembles a small garden. The environment provides a comfortable and relaxing vibe with a small pool on its side. There was only one table in that large area.

Ganindra was already here, seen sitting by the table. He looked dignified and noble. In front of him, various delicious dishes lay on the table. There were two sets of tableware on the table as usual.

Nazyra was silent feeling a little dazed. It seemed like their tasting sessions had become one of his habits.

But

As he sat by the table, he stared at the assorted dishes on the table and remarked jokingly, "Sir Ganindra, your cock is really great. She can cook different dishes almost any time"

Emperors in the past might not have been able to enjoy something as classy and luxurious as the one Ganindra enjoyed.

Ganindra raised her eyes and pointed them at Nazyra. He replied nonchalantly.

"I have ten cooks working for me in the kitchen right now."

Nazyra could not say anything after hearing that.

Is it necessary to have ten cooks working for one person's meals? There is nothing more strange than this situation.

Nazyra sat down and began to taste the dish as usual. However, what was different this time was that he would scribble something in his notebook after tasting each dish.

Ganindra looked in wonder with doubt in her eyes, "What did you write there?

Nazyra was meticulous this time when she tasted every dish. After each mouthful, she looked as if she recalled the taste for a moment before writing something in her notebook.

Ganindra looked at him with interest and thought that he liked the dishes served today. It seemed that the chef he hired today could be hired again next time.

What Nazyra did not know was that the ten cooks in the kitchen were only hired for the occasion today. To make Nazyra feel a different taste every time she came here, ten chefs would be different every day and they were all top chefs who had great reputations in the world.

After tasting each dish, Nazyra was completely full. His notebook is also full of information..He chose all the best and most delicious dishes . He quickly and placed it in front of Ganindra. Then, he handed his notebook to her.

"Sir Ganindra, this is the culmination of my experience during the period of tasting dishes for you. Although the dishes are different all the time, there are patterns in terms of your favorite tastes and flavors. According to my conclusion, I have written it, the chefs will be able to cook dishes that you will definitely like at all times."

Ganindra scanned the writing in the notebook and thought that the writing was neat and the content was logical and good. It seems like he has been trying hard for this.

However

Ganindra did not have a good expression in

his face, "What do you mean by giving this to me?"

Nazyra was a little confused, stared at by him. He gritted his teeth as he explained solemnly, "There are only a few days left until the end of our agreement. I won't be able to taste any dishes for you after that, so I've written a summary of my experience. That way, you will be able to enjoy the dishes you like without me testing them first."

Nazyra actually did this for the sake of Ganindra, but in Ganindra's ears, it sounded like something rude and offended her . Ganindra's face slowly darkened.

Ganindra watched him with threatening eyes, and there was a hint of anger seeping from within her heart.

Did she start planning what would happen after their engagement ended?

When he saw Ganindra's displeased expression, Nazyra was slightly stunned. Was it because he had summed this up all of a sudden, and Ganindra considered him to be too careless and thoughtless?

After a slight hesitation, Nazyra continued in earnest, "We still have one more week in the coming days, I will seriously taste the dish and give a serious conclusion. Mr. Ganindra believe me, the data will be more appropriate next time"

Ganindra looked at Nazyra with an ice-cold look, and it seemed like she was forcing

himself to say these words.

 "Get out."

If Nazyra continued to stand in front of him, he would not know what he was going to do to her.

At night, at the Amoera club...

In the VIP room, countless expensive ones

wine is set on the table. There were several young masters sitting on the nearby sofa.

Ganindra is the most prominent among them. No matter what he did, there was nothing to hide the fact that he was the most handsome and exuded the most imposing and elegant aura.

He sat on the sofa expressionlessly, and he stirred up the glass of red wine in his hand before swallowing the contents at once. Then he poured another glass for himself.

Several bottles of wine had been emptied and were lying in his pale white hands.

Refal sat down next to him, and after seeing Ganindra, he poked Kevin who was beside him.

"Don't you think there's something wrong with Ganindra? It seems like he's in a bad mood."