The Conqueror of Love the Heir
Cassava Drawstring

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Nayla stood in front of the mirror. Turn your body to the left and right, looking back at the clothes you wear. Is it polite enough to meet with Om Galak. And also a natural makeup of his age.

"Huff!" Nayla blew a strand of hair that covered her forehead. "Last night I didn't dream anything! But, why is this morning there is an important call from Om Galak? Today really frustrated me!" suluh Nayla while tidying up her mane.

Geck.. Geck.. Geck..

"Miss Nayla! Are you ready? Mr. Mahen is waiting, don't make him angry!" baritone Gala Hilton, the assistant. Calling Nayla from outside her room.

Nayla opened the door to her room. "I'm coming's.. Patience, why? I have to look good in front of Om Galak! The time of the death of a Boss, must be dandan awut-awut kayak shredded cassava sprinkled with coconut grater!" namel Nayla, who was already his mainstay mascot.

"It's pretty too!"

"Who?"

"If you are beautiful from the orok, there is no need to dance and also stay beautiful!" said Gala again.

"Or ah! It's not dark yet!" sahut Nayla closed the door to her room.

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Now, Nayla is sitting right in front of the man who has a charming smile that can anesthetize and destroy the hearts of the pink gender who look at her.

Handsome! But honey! It's certified to belong to people! Suppose oh suppose! Ah, so much too much!

Nayla swept her eyes all over, to neutralize her nervousness.

That's right. Then, how should Nayla behave at a time like this? He was really very nervous, when he had to sit down and face the God creature, who was that handsome one?

"How, is there an answer?" asked the man sitting before her, sounding serious.

Nayla did not dare to raise her face. He just focused on the end of his shoes to take his eyes off.

"Nayla Suherman! Did you hear my question, just now!" the baritone's voice instantly made Nayla reflectively raise her face.

The beautiful eyes of the snot girl suddenly hypnotized the brain nerves of a Mahendra Wijaya. When their eyes meet.

Jamb..

The right view was as straight as an arrow that shot into the heart of the sole heir of the Wijaya family.

Actually, she was reluctant to fulfill her mother's request to remarry. However, not because of his love for Giska, his wife. Mahen himself was still doubtful. Does he really love Giska? Or is the marriage that has been lived all this time with Giska, just compulsion? Or has his love been taken away forever by a girl who has captivated him? Or on the snot girl who is now sitting in front of him, his true love is enthroned and tethered? Only a Mahendra Wijaya knows the condition of his heart, right now!"

Nayla is still flinching. Her reflexes tightly closed both her legs and crossed both hands to her chest.

Mahendra Wijaya is the CEO of WIJAYA Corp. His handsome face has never been missed gracing the cover of a business magazine as the most influential CEO in Asia.

Nayla scrunched her forehead. He did not understand what the man in front of him meant. His brain immediately blank, can not be invited to think quickly.

How humiliating? It seemed very clear, if Nayla's mind, was not currently in the room. Think about flying to the hospital, where. His father was being treated and urgently needed money for his heart transplant surgery.

"You really need that money, don't you? No need to borrow from the company! I'll give you the money, whatever you want! But with the contract you have to sign!" mahendra explained clearly to Nayla.

Nayla sharpens her sense of hearing. He didn't want a word to be missed. That was spoken by the mature man in front of him. Who linked his slender fingers and chipped his chin on his workbench. Her gaze did not shift a bit from Nayla's pretty face while smiling meaningfully which contained a million mysteries.

Such a look, suddenly made the heart of the 19-year-old girl, throbbing fast.

Mahen still continued to stare at the girl sitting misbehaving before him. Mahen judged Nayla's personality very well, she was a girl with her age still in a reasonable stage. Not too fun to dress, pretty neat and polite. Though he had a body shape so perfect, but he did not give too much interest. Even in his speech, he was always the one who liked the ceplos. But it is always true that facts such as. Very interesting, Mahen wants to know this snot girl more deeply.

However, the other side of Mahen's heart suddenly appeared and said. "It's just the same, Mahen. He's not Mikayla! It's Nayla Suherman! Two girls who have the same face, but different personalities. Your Mikayla, calm girl in manner and speech!"

The other side also broke out. "Two girls with two different characters! That's your PR, Mahen! You are tested with your true love! Do what you want to do, don't hesitate and worry! For the future of your love and career! You need a woman who is intelligent and understands your heart and mind to be a successful and wise person! Because of the success of a husband, there is a woman who is painstaking caring for and accompanying her husband. Without the arrogance of pride that prioritizes only worldly possessions. However, it is with wisdom and policy that will lead to the path of success!"