The Revenge of the Actor
Who Is The Winner?

"Bye, Aunt Clarissa. Until we meet again" Xena said, waving her hand. The little girl, accompanied by her babysitter, was in the car. That morning, he left for school delivered by a driver, because Seab wanted to go to the city of M in order to work.

The beautiful woman raised her hands into the air. He put his right hand in front of his face, returning Xena's hand. "Till you, Miss Xena. Do not forget to study diligently and obediently to the teacher. Can't be naughty and must obey Ms. Imelda." Clarissa tried to give Xena a little advice like a mother to her child.

Although Clarissa worked as an actor before working as Sean's secretary, she, and often destroy the household of others and make the children of his victims become victims of divorce of both parents but he is so loving, loving little children. It seems evil because it has become the third person in the household relationships of others, but he is not carelessly looking for targets only targeting married couples who are both cheaters. If there is a couple who looks harmonious, the husband and wife, of course he will not rob the person of happiness because his conscience can still function properly so that he is not willing to destroy what looks fine.

Xena's tiny thumb lifted in the air. "Ready, Auntie! I must have remembered Auntie's advice!" enthusiastic response.

Sean saw the scene in front of him smiling thinly to the point of being barely visible. The flowery heart felt as if millions of butterflies were coming out from within its body. The man looked happy because he could see for himself how Xena's tiny lips continued to stare at a smile. The happy sparkler was vividly painted on her clear and beautiful eyeballs.

Glancing towards the luxurious watch on the wrist. Time shows at seven over thirty minutes. "Darling, you're going to school soon. If not then stuck in traffic and you will be late to get there," said Sean while gently rubbing the child's head.

"okay, Daddy. Hye!" sahut Xena obeyed. Then, he kissed Sean's cheeks full of love.

Karin who was standing not far from Sean had pointed her cheek at Xena, hoping that the little girl would give him a kiss. However, the little girl who had hazel eyes was unmoved. Young Miss Anderson just said, "Good bye, Mama Karin!" Afterwards, she sat sweetly in the passenger seat without kissing her stepmom's cheek.

The eyelids closed to make Karin not know if her stepson had returned to his original place. Until Sean's heavy voice made his eyeballs open slowly.

"If you still want to live, move a few steps to the side! The car will be on its way, driving Xena to school."

Karin who was still covered in shock rushed to obey Sean's orders. She shifted her body ten steps away from the four-wheeled vehicle that was ready to take Xena to school.

The driver immediately did his job. He started the engine, then stepped on the accelerator until it moved slowly away from Anderson's residence.

Luxury cars are increasingly disappearing only leaving a puff of exhaust fumes sourced from the vehicle at a fairly fantastic price.

"Clarissa, go inside for a second. You help me double-check the file that's going to M's city" Sean told the secretary. Without a second thought, Clarissa obeyed the orders of her superior. He and the man walked into the mansion.

"Observe you! If Sean has bent his knees before me then be prepared to lift your feet from this mansion. I'll have your Daddy drive you out of our lives forever." Karin stomped her feet on the paving block, then walked with a flushed face holding back the anger. Feeling annoyed at having been humiliated by Xena in the presence of Clarissa, who he thinks is the toughest rival of his life.

Sean and Clarissa are sitting on the couch. The secretary's hands opened every white sheet of paper given by her superior. While the woman is busy with her activities, Sean steals a glance at young Miss Smith. The man was so amazed at the figure of a young, energetic and jolly woman like Clarissa.

"If according to your direction, all the files should have been collected, sir. So, when are we leaving?" ask Clarissa. The woman tidied up the file, then put it in a green transparent document bag. He turns his head toward Sean, but his brown irises accidentally meet the CEO's beautiful hazel eyes.

The two human beings looked at each other with a fixed gaze. The longer, the gaze deepened to the point of making young master Anderson feel that the current state of the surroundings became silent a sign that there was one person in this world besides him and Clarissa.

Got a deathly gaze from Sean and a rare smile like a one-horned rhinoceros animal that is being preserved by a rare animal protection agency, Clarissa mustered the charm she had in front of the boss hoping Sean would get more clamps before she finally snatched Karin's husband and asked the man to banish the wicked woman from Anderson's family life forever.

Not lost in Karin, she again made upset over the attitude shown by the man who married her five years ago. How not to be upset, in front of her own eyes watched her husband stare at another woman with a longing gaze. Truly, he was eager to rush forward to throw a loud slap at the husband. However, the logic still works well to make the woman can only clench her hands to unravel the emotions within.

Ahem!

Deheman Karin's voice restores Sean's consciousness. The man turned his attention in the other direction, while Clarissa smiled triumphantly because again and again managed to make Karin feel irritated.

The secretary tucked some hair into the earlobe, pretending as if nothing had happened between her and Sean. 'This is just the beginning of Mrs Karin. Let's see what happens when Mr. Sean falls in love with me. Are you still able to behave arrogantly in front of others.'

'It seems that this woman had a veiled intention until she dared to flirt with Sean. If that happens then I should be prepared to face this j*l*ng woman!' batin Karin watched Clarissa from head to toe. He gave a sharp look towards the woman. 'Alright. We'll see who wins this fight.'

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