
A beautiful woman was spending her night in a club. It was the fourth glass that he had drunk but the woman still wanted more. No matter the head that started to get dizzy he still drank the drink until the toilet.
A middle-aged man came walking over to the drunk woman. They both have known for a long time. Their relationship is no longer foreign.
" Would you get a glass to how much did you drink it? Look at you even getting drunk" said the middle-aged man.
" I'm not drunk yet" replied the woman who said no but was different from her state of being.
" Why is Jason the same? Is he still ignoring you? Didn't you manage to announce your marriage yesterday? Then why again? " ask the middle-aged man.
" He smitten the catering lady in his office," replied the woman named Karen and made the middle-aged man chuckle.
" It's best that from now on you stop your obsession with Jason. He never loved you. You've wasted enough time all this time" said the middle-aged man.
Karen clucked there's no way she'd release an expensive diamond like Jason. In addition to Jason being rich, Karen also sincerely loves Jason. Karen's been chasing Jason for a long time. Starting from the time of Jason still often bergonta-changing women until now which he said the rumor was no longer valid. Karen remembers Jason had been away from his habit for about six years.
Karen does not accept if her first self to know Jason must be seized by a catering woman who just knew Jason. It's been two years Karen's survived with Jason, she won't let those two years go to waste.
" Instead of advising me, you better help me,"
" No matter the origin of the payment is fitting," replied the middle-aged man and smiled smirk.
Karen already understood the intent of this middle-aged man in front of her. He will pay the price as long as the catering woman stays away from Jason.
Then not far from the existence of Karen which is more precisely from the direction of the entrance there is Marvel who also visited the club. Marvel does look good but if his naughty business is also not left behind.
Marvel then sees Karen chatting with a middle-aged man. But not for long, after that Karen and the middle-aged man left the bartender table. Karen and the middle-aged man seemed to be embracing each other affectionately. Marvel knows Jason's fiancee is playing with a pervert old man.
" Does Jason's fiancee really have a relationship with the old man?" muttered Marvel who still saw the couple different ages passed.
" If it's not my business, it's none of my business" said Marvel then continued his goal of coming to the club.
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Today as usual Lala is busy in Davies company office. Age drops lunch, Lala rushes to Jason's room to carry out her usual errands. Lala knocked on Jason's door. A few minutes later there was no guarantee either. Lala walks over to the secretary's desk, Jason intending to ask where Jason is, but the secretary's desk is also empty.
It's enough as long as Lala High School is stamped as a woman like that. Even because of that title, Lala often gets indecent treatment by men who became her old age friends. Lala also did not know how to start herself at the stamp like that. Even Jason's sister Jennie hated him too because of the slander of that teaser title.
Lala turned around wanting to step away from the floor of Jason's room but the phone in her bag rang. Lala picks up her phone and Jason's name is plastered on Lala's square screen.
" Hello" said Lala after bringing her phone to her ear.
" Wait for me in the room. I'm in a meeting and it's gonna be over soon. Remember, don't try to go home early because your job isn't done yet" Jason said, turning off his phone. Lala sighed. Failed to have planned to go home early.
Lala was waiting for Jason in her room. She sat on the sofa as usual. Nearly thirty minutes passed but Jason had no sign of his appearance.
After an hour had passed but Jason had not come yet. Lala was getting bored. He decided to walk around Jason's room. Lala looked around Jason's room which always looked neat.
Lala's steps came to a halt when she saw a window that displayed a view of the city from afar. Jason's room does feature many glass-lined sides. So that the view of the city and the area around the office is still affordable from Jason's room floor.
Then the direction of Lala's view falls down which displays the entrance of the company's office from the top of the building. Davies company building is quite high but can still see the view of the outside office area from above.
Lala felt that there was something strange about the entrance area she was looking at. At this time the entrance was passed by a series of ambulances lined up to enter. Lala did not understand why there were so many ambulances coming to Davies company.
" What's going on? Why so many ambulances? " murmurm Lala felt that something was wrong.
There's no way this office is holding meetings with people driving ambulances. Lala felt bad about this. Lala decides to get out of Jason's room and see what's really going on. Lala got off by elevator. Lala pressed the lobby button as her goal was to get off the elevator.
Ting, the elevator rang open and Lala walked out to see what happened. How surprised Lala when he saw the employees who were brought in using a gurney. Not only that there are also employees who are in pain and look very pale. Lala was confused to see the state of the office was chaotic with many employees complaining of pain. Lala saw the medics running around trying to save her.
Lala tried asking an OG who happened to be trying to help medics observe sick employees. The woman's OG was helping medics to remove another employee who had fainted helplessly.
" I'm sorry, why are they all? " ask Lala to OG the woman.
OG the woman turned her head then looked at Lala with a fierce look. While Lala who was stared at felt did not understand. Is there something wrong with Lala? So many thoughts were raging in Lala's brain.
" It's all because of you. They were all food poisoning after eating the dishes you brought," explained OG the woman finally and made Lala widen her eyes.