The CEO's Beloved Caddy
Ken is married?

Aprankkk!!!

All eyes were on the source of the sound. Instantly Dara's hand that had just dropped the glass shook violently, her neck choked as if unable to swallow the rest of the drink that was still in the mouth.

"Mmm. I'll clean it up."

Dara spoke stammered while cupping her hands together, her body bent towards all the eyes that were watching her.

"Let's go, Miss." A waiter on duty immediately came with a broom and a pengki.

"But, Mum…

"Already, Miss. This is our duty and duty. Miss is guest here, while guest is king and queen."

The white woman smiled clumsyly and did not forget to thank him. At least the arrival of the waiter is a little help.

Madame Merry who was still on stage immediately held Ken who was about to go down to help Dara. The middle-aged woman raised one of her eyebrows, she again attracted the attention of the invited guest who was being sidetracked on Dara.

"You all need to know, young women are beautiful, smart and certainly descendants of business people like us is Kendrick's wife aka my daughter-in-law."

The words of Madam Merry again made people stunned especially Dara. The woman who was trying to strengthen herself with the appearance of the woman next to Ken, now her defense began to collapse with such shocking news.

The reporters who originally lined up neatly watched the event that took place, immediately drew closer to the stage area. Various questions are ready to be asked to the founder of the PM group.

"What about Mrs Merry? Can you explain Mr Ken's relationship with Miss Olivia?"

"If this Miss Olivia is Mr. Ken's wife, why is it only now being announced to the public?"

"When did Mr Ken and Miss Olivia get married?"

"Then what about Miss Dara? Didn't Mr Ken himself introduce her as his lover?"

The reporters scrambled to ask questions, making Ken dizzy. His jet-black iris stared straight at the helplessly lowered woman. Damnit. Ken could not go down to calm Dara as usual because Madam Merry kept holding back by holding her arm.

The woman named Olivia also looks unrelenting to wrestle spoiled on Ken's arm in public like that. It made Dara's heart seem pinched.

"This is what I want to get straight…

Mrs Merry explained that the important thing she wanted to convey before the launch of the new product PM group was about Ken's status which was actually married.

The middle-aged but still youthful woman said, Ken has been married to Olivia since a year ago. Their marriage was only witnessed by the next of kin, as Olivia had to fly to Sisi to continue her education.

Now Olivia has graduated and is ready to continue her duties as a wife who was delayed due to LDR.

"Is that right, Miss Olivia?" sniff out one of the reporters.

The woman wearing the golden dress revealed her sweetest smile. 

"Yes, how is it? Actually I don't want this relationship between me and my husband to be public consumption. But what if my mother-in-law wants it?"

The clear thread that had already been pooled in Dara's eye pelupuk, now escaped without permission. The long haired girl immediately wiped her tears with the back of her hand.

The girl with the brown iris looked straight at Ken, where the thick-browed man was also looking at him with a wist.

'I still don't believe all this. If you keep quiet on stage and don't come down to keep my good name. Means this news is true, Dara's inner self-confident.

"Then what about Miss Dara, sir?" the question was for Ken.

Gleck…

The strong-bodied man swallowed the saliva. For the first time Ken's tongue felt so confused to answer the questions of the reporters that he could actually answer quickly and straightforwardly.

"Dara—

"Because is just an impingement. You know how it's not good to have a long-distance relationship, let alone the marriage of Ken and Olivia is still limited to the family that knows," said Mrs Merry just like that.

Ken again turned to his mom with both eyebrows linked together. Unfortunately Madam Merry pretended not to see, she kept looking straight ahead. Now Ken looked at the papi asking for help, unfortunately Mr. Mario also shook his head slowly.

Mr. Mario is not a husband who is afraid of his wife, but he can at least fight with his woman in public. So he could only shut up and let things go as Mrs Merry wished.

"Is there any evidence that Mr. Ken and Miss Olivia are a legitimate married couple?" 

His name is also a journalist, there must be questions that are owned to add to the selling value of the news they issue later.

"Sure," said Mrs Merry so confidently. "Oliv, show me your marriage book, dear," he added, giving an edict to the woman he called the son-in-law.

Netra Dara squeaks as Olivia's clumsy hand starts picking things up from behind a fancy wallet. Now Dara's netra turns perfectly rounded as Olivia shows her two small green and brown books.

It was unexpected that Madame Merry took both books and got off the stage. Cameras and reporters immediately followed wherever the classy woman went.

Kendrick Mahanta's birth mother was standing right in front of Dara. That made Ken want to go down to catch up, unfortunately Olivia held it quite tight. It wasn't Ken's strength that didn't exist, it was just that he couldn't be rude to women.

Mrs Merry opened the two marriage symbol books, in which the book contained a photo of Ken and Oliv and their names.

"Hey lady teaser, it's enough you tease people's husbands. Ken's interested in you just because he's away from his wife. Now his wife's back, so give her back to the rightful."

Cruel. Dara is considered a Ken seductress and damages people's households. Both of the girls hands clenched violently. 

"Sorry Madam, I'm not a teaser. Your own son asked me to be his lover."

With a voice that shook but was loud enough, Dara tried to maintain her pride.

Haha…

Madam Merry chuckled. "Keep you think he really meant what he said? Oi! Agape! You're just a cheesy caddy who's been flirting with his clients."

Plaakkkp!

Didn't think long Dara slapped so spicy on Madam Merry's cheek. The girl's chest rose and fell irregularly, the clear fur was still flowing and some left traces on her smooth cheeks.

"Sorry, Madam. I'm a poor man, but I'm not that low."

"Bad! How dare you slap me. You see for yourself, don't you? My son wouldn't like a girl who doesn't know this kind of manners."

Mrs Merry ride on the apitam. "Security! Call security and get this cheap lady out of my show!"

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