That Bastard Is My Destiny
Chriss!

Clara stretched her stiff body slightly. Last night he had to go overtime and now comes early in the morning. His superior has not yet arrived, nor has Director Cleire. This woman is not surprised because they are a couple and may be together no matter what is done.

It was ten o'clock in the morning, but the two had not yet arrived. Max also said nothing and did his job as usual. Clara went downstairs to retrieve some needed documents from some divisions, but as she passed through the loby, the woman heard some employees gossiping about it.

Clara came closer and found out. One of the employees showed him an account that was known to be Cleire's.

"They must have slept together last night and the handsome men were Mr. Ardrich's best friends" he said.

"Lucky Director Cleire ... has been beautiful, good, has a CEO girlfriend, then surrounded by handsome men."

"I envy her."

"But their sleeping position is very funny. They look like gays." They giggle.

"Secretary Clara, have you and the Director come?" askthem.

Clara shakes. "Not yet."

"They must be exhausted after sleeping together ..." Start them again. Somehow Clara felt uncomfortable in his heart, but was soon pushed aside.

"really. They must be ...."

"Sttt ... the master is coming."

Ardrich came alone this time. They didn't see Cleire. It made their thinking even more convincing if the two had gone through a long night. Clara immediately followed after saluting.

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Chris could not help but get annoyed after reading various comments regarding Cleire and Ardrich. Again he felt jealous because everyone knew them as lovers not brothers! It seemed, he had to make rumors about himself and Cleire for everyone to know if the girl was his.

The woman disappeared as soon as they woke up. What's more, that girl was cooking so much? Yep. There are many dishes on the kitchen table and some used cooking utensils that have not been cleaned. Maybe the girl was afraid they would wake up early and catch her doing trouble, so just left without breakfast.

But honestly they all like it. The girl was good at cooking. At least it helped ease their emotions, but where the girl went, was unknown.

They decided to return to their respective destinations when they had not managed to find Cleire.

Ardrich just hopes the girl doesn't run away abroad like she used to. When Ar asked his mother, although it was impossible that the girl was there, but there was no harm in trying. Sure enough, her mother said Claire wasn't there and asked her to just focus on work. There is no need to look for her because the girl will not disappear.

"Master, isn't that Miss Cleire." Daniel pointed to a girl who was standing on the side of the road waiting for something.

Chris grinned. "Stop in front of there" he ordered.

Cleire pinched with a slight vigilance as a Bugatti La Voiture Noire car worth hundreds of billions stopped in front of him. Cleire gasped after the car owner came out with the assistant. Damnit damnit! Apparently the pervert guy.

The girl prepares to leave from there, but her hand is blocked first by Chris. Cleire thrashed, but the man's power was certainly stronger. "Where are you going, Bebe?" Chris held his waist and whispered softly in his ear.

"Depart, Chris!" his jolt. Feel tickled in his ears.

"Lake it." flat.

"No way!" Still struggling.

"Hard-headed." Chris immediately raised Cleire, the girl shrieking in shock. Chris put her in the car and locked her up.

"Thanks!" his screeches.

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Cleire intended to go home to Melden's mansion, but was lazy to bring his own car. Her mother still has a lot of work, so she can't take her home. Be his sister, Cedric who was in college forcibly came to pick him up. Since long ago, the man indeed could not argue with Cleire because of his affection for the girl.

Inevitably, the twenty-year-old man picked up the older brother who sometimes could not be denied. It sucks, but it's the girl who always protects him from the anger of his parents or his older brother if he does something wrong. Not that he's protecting the wrong people. Only, Cleire had her own way of resuscitating him.

"You're going?" ask one of his friends.

"Hm. Pick up the princess," flatly, leaving the cafeteria and her friends.

Cedric Dariel Melden is one of the best students on campus. Not much to hang out with, but to be the idol of all women. A cool and cool personality and a handsome face certainly makes anyone interested in it.

But who knows if he is like this turned out to be quite afraid of his brothers especially Ardrich. Although he still dared to refute occasionally, still he did not dare to go too far. Just about to leave, someone is blocking his way.

Casey, the younger brother who sometimes also became Cleire's rival including himself immediately ran as soon as he saw the brother was leaving. He had heard that Cedric was going to pick up Cleire who was out of nowhere.

"What's wrong?" upset flat.

"Don't get mad. I'll keep you company." Casey smiled sweetly, then sat down in the front seat.

"Ck! There's gotta be a want," he decided to run the car.

Casey scowls the sign justifying. Ah ... Her brother always knew her habits huh. "I want to ask for pocket money. Cleire must have understood." Again the two brothers always take refuge behind his sister. They are so open to the girl that they know their habits.

"Don't be too extravagant, Casey. He's not gonna like it."

"Of course not. I won't forget all that word."

Cedric just stood still and focused on the steering wheel. He stopped his car near his mother's boutique. Cleire said if he was there and would wait near the road. But now, the girl has not appeared.

He picked up his phone and contacted the girl, but was not answered. He was flustered. Her brother's not working on her, is he? Given that the girl had a thousand unpredictable traits.

Don't try to find me. Go back to your college. A message from Cleire came in. Cedric immediately clucked. Why not since!

"He's getting weird again!" Casey was upset after seeing her sister's message.

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