Love Revenge's
Chapter 10

Cyara comes out of Vier's room, to prepare the files they need to bring, Vier who is finished with his work, immediately gets up and out of his room approaches Cyara.

"We're leaving now!" Vier said that made Cyara jump in shock.

"What is it, sir?" 

Vier who was walking immediately stopped.

"We're leaving now, don't you hear?" Vier's voice was rising.

"Ba..baik sir," answered Cyara nervously, he again woke up and prepared what he needed to carry, running after Vier who was far enough away with him.

"What the fuck is he, instead of saying that he's leaving in ten minutes, not even five minutes has he asked to leave yet" Cyara grumbled inwardly looking at the man walking in front of him.

Occasionally Cyara stopped, sighed and then stepped back. Today he was not given a break.

Vier gets in the car, and Cyara gets in the seat next to the wheel.

"What are you doing there? Come here!" 

Cyara looked at Martin and Martin gestured to follow Vier's orders.

"Well sir," Cyara stepped down and moved to sit next to Vier for the second time. Vier saw Cyara at a glance then he leaned back his body, folded his hands and closed his eyes.

Cyara breathed a sigh of relief, seeing Vier close his eyes, she was afraid that Vier would scold her for her delay.

"Sorry Mr. Martin, isn't it actually that today after lunch Mr. Vier shouldn't have any schedule," Cyara asked Martin after confirming that Vier had fallen asleep.

"Yes, actually, there was nothing, but suddenly there was a client who asked for a meeting to be brought forward, because later tonight he had to return to his home country.

Cyara mangosteen understands. "Hmm earlier…

"You don't have to worry, I've done everything, the most important thing is you explain to Mr. Vier why you're late" said Martin looking at Cyara from his glass top.

Cyara breathed a sigh of relief that Martin had helped with her work, but Cyara had to think what reason she had to tell Vier about her delay, as Cyara was unlikely to have told the truth.

"Thank you, Mr. Martin, it's a good thing that Mr. Martin would…"

"Just call me Martin, Miss Cyara, there's no need to use your frills" said Martin, cutting Cyara's speech.

"Yes Tu.ah I mean Martin, you can also call my name directly," Cyara replied showing her smile.

"That's better" said Martin, who stopped the car when they reached a restaurant.

Vier immediately got up and got off then closed the car door tightly, making Cyara even Martin gasp in shock.

"Why your Master?" Cyara asked Martin who was releasing his seatbelt.

"Come," Martin spread his shoulders indifferently, for he saw not one or two such Vier, but almost every day, yes, even though he was very surprised when Vier slammed the car door.

"She was also your Master Cyara just in case you forget," Martin said later.

"Oh yeah you're right" Cyara answered and then both laughed.

"Do you not intend to work?" Said Vier who had already opened the door beside Cyara sitting down.

"Tu..Sir," said Cyara stammered.

"Quick down! Are you waiting until your boss gets angry?" Vier said with a high tone of voice.

"Ba.baik Mister," after that Cyara immediately ran after Vier who walked left him.

Martin immediately parked the car he was driving.

Vier continued walking without caring for Cyara who had difficulty walking.

"It hurts so much!" Cyara grimaced softly. "Not exactly a foot," he grumbled.

Cyara holds her feet which feels shrill because of the high heels she wears.

"Can't you walk fast?" Said Vier who was suddenly already in front of him.

"Sorry sir, said Cyara who then followed Vier walking with a slightly limped step.

They then walked to the table that had been ordered.

"Look at them already come first" Vier said with emphasis.

"Sorry sir," Cyara lowered her head feeling guilty.

"That's it," Vier walked faster to meet his client.

"Good day sir, sorry we came late" said Vier, shaking the hand of his client who stood up as soon as he saw Vier.

"No sir, you're not late, we're coming too soon" said Vier's client Nathan.

"How are you?" Nathan hugged Vier.

"Well, what about you?" 

"As you can see!" Nathan said stretching out his hands, showing himself to be fine.

Cyara frowned, looking at the two people who looked like they knew each other.

"So how about we start now" Vier said, ending their pleasantries.

"All right" replied Nathan.

They started their meeting and ended up working together.

"Thank you, Mr. Vier," Nathan shook Vier's hand and his gaze turned toward the woman beside Vier and Miss…"

"My name is Cyara Tuan" said Cyara, introducing herself and raising her hand to avenge Nathan's hand.

The two turn and are shocked when Vier pulls Cyara's hand and shakes Nathan's hand in Cyara's place.

"Sorry Nath, we have to leave immediately" Vier told Nathan.

"Oh yeah, uh wait for Vier," Nathan, who had initially let Vier go, now held him back.

"Why?" Vier scrunched his forehead.

Nathan, whom Vier asked, came closer to Cyara.

"Can I ask Cyara for your phone number?" Nathan asked Cyara to give his phone while blinking his eyes.

Cyara looked at Nathan and Vier alternately. Vier immediately retrieves Nathan's phone and returns it immediately.

"Sorry Nath, we have to go now!" Vier immediately pulled Cyara's hand and completely left from there.

Vier places Cyara in a chair far from Nathan's whereabouts.

"You wait here, I'll go to the toilet first."

Cyara nodded in understanding, and saw Vier's departure. Cyara then lowered her head to open her shoes while grimacing softly.

"Why are you?" Ask Martin who just came.

"Your feet" said Martin, who saw Cyara's feet.

"Wait a minute" said Martin and then left Cyara, before long Martin returned with a p3k box that the man had gotten out of nowhere.

Martin's phone rang and left Cyara when he answered Vier's phone.

After Martin's departure, Cyara looked down again and took a slow foot massage that hurt.

But suddenly, Cyara is shocked when a pair of sandals are dropped in front of her, Cyara looks up and stares at who the person who did it is. Vier the man was now standing before Cyara with a flat look on his face.