Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 12: The Idol's Disguise
“Arvy, we have arrived,” said Marco Yang
become Arvy's personal manager and driver.
The man opened his eyes. He stretched his stiff hands and feet. An hour of sleep is enough to make his body fitter. As an artist who has an indeterminate work schedule, he must be good at utilizing the time to rest even if only a few minutes. Just like she did just now, she chose to sleep during the trip from the photo shoot to the campus to pick up Irene. Forced it
to take care of the woman at the urging of her brothers.
“Do not let anyone see, I do not want to be bothered because of you!” Marco reminds Arvy not to cause any more trouble. He was caught when dating rumors Arvy had stuck to the surface. Fortunately, he was quick to take action so that the news was lost just like that was diverted to other news that was more viral.
Arvy, unbeknownst to Marco, is dating Adila. Both include artists who began to rise, will have a major impact on their careers if the news sticking out. Moreover, Arvy fans including bars, do not like Arvy close to women even for the sake of filming. It is difficult to find Arvy co-stars because they must be mentally prepared to be exposed to blasphemy especially if according to fans
less good looking. Arvy himself prefers shooting jobs and shooting advertisements rather than playing movies or soap operas. The reason is because working hours are more flexible compared to movies let alone soap operas.
“I already know. Stop fussing about this. Your blasphemy is beyond the babble of mothers
his son,” protests Arvy.
“As far as you want to say what, the important thing is that my mind does not get dizzy because of your actions. I told you if you want to see Adila call me first, even determined to meet her yourself. You're the one who's been dating me who's dizzy thinking about your career.” Marco grumbling.
“You're paid for it, Marco.” Arvy answered with ease.
Arvy put on a black mask to cover his face. He also wore a hoodie cover so that later no one would recognize him. Thankfully, people are not
knows Ares is his sister. If everyone knew, maybe he would also be increasingly uncomfortable enjoying the world of his lectures.
“This time who else do you want to bring from this campus?”
Arvy did not answer. He got out of Marco's car after confirming his disguise. Marco could only sigh. All his years as a manager, only this time he was difficult to manage his artists. But, the pay that Arvy gave was indeed higher
compared to the artists he has worked with. Arvy is also royal, likes to give it a bonus. Equivalent to the problem to be solved.
Arvy walks casually into the campus area. He deliberately carried a bag attached to his right shoulder to look like another student. Along the corridor that it
through people still no one is aware of its existence.
Arriving at Irene's lecture room, it seemed to have just finished. One by one the students who came out in the room were leaning against the front wall of the door of the room waiting for Irene to come out. Some students had set their eyes on him, then just passed by. It means they're unaware of Arvy's disguise.
Until no one came out of the room, Irene had yet to appear. But he is sure
the room in front of him was as true as what Irene had said this morning before leaving. Encouraged by her curiosity, Arvy walked over and looked into the room from the door. Irene was talking to a man with glasses. Both look familiar.
“Suit once they, equally cupu,” said Arvy in a soft tone.
Feeling that Irene still did not want to end her conversation, Arvy was a little annoyed. After this she still had to come to the set of the commercial. If Irene waits she could be late to the set. Finally he decided to approach Irene.
“Eh! What the fuck!” Irene was shocked when someone tried to pull her. Bian was surprised to see a man who suddenly came to disturb Irene.
“Get your hands off!” Bian came forward holding Arvy's hand.
Arvy did not expect the man who looked geeky turned out to have the courage to defend Irene. It
want to laugh to see the man's match. It's great if the two are dating, he no longer need to bother to take turns taking care of Irene.
“Who are you? What's the deal with Irene?” ask Bian.
“Not your business!” Arvy answered him with a tinge.
Bian was quite lured with the response that Arvy gave. He tried harder to let go of Arvy's hand. Irene who was curious opened the mask forcibly
covered face.
Both are surprised. Moreover, Arvy who panicked his face was already exposed there.
Fortunately, there were only three of them in the room. Soon he took back the mask that was in Irene's hands.
“You ... Arvy, right?” ask Bian wonder. How unsurprisingly, an artist whose face appeared frequently in magazines and television was suddenly there, holding hands
Irene was like a familiar person.
“Irene, quickly come with me!” Arvy.
“Iya, yes ...” Not lingering any longer, Irene immediately cleaned up her writing equipment. There's a little
guilt has exposed Arvy's disguise. However, it was also the fault of the man himself who came without telling. He asked that his mobile number not be given. Finally, he did not know if the person who was trying to pull him
it's Arvy.
“Bian, I go home first, yes ..” say goodbye to Irene with a clumsy look. Tomorrow he'll have to rack his brains
to explain today's events to Bian.
Arvy is impatient. He grabbed Irene's hand and immediately took her out. Irene should
half-running to compensate for Arvy's wide footsteps.
“Can you please release your hand now? If anyone sees will suspect someone will take my hand.”
Arvy reflex let go of his hand. He forgot that he was disgusted to get close to the woman. Unconsciously he held her hand. He became goosebumps and was afraid of being contaminated by the eternal ugliness of Irene.
“Follow me!” arvy Exclamation. The man walked back quickly while Irene followed him from behind.
“Log in!” Arvy orders Irene into his manager's car when they have
arrive at the parking area.
Marco was astonished to see Arvy who chose to sit beside him. He was even more astonished to see the woman that Arvy had just brought into his car. “Who is he?” marco was confused. Arvy could have told him to come to college to pick up women
model like that.
Dull-skinned women with outdated makeup and look like villagers. There's no way she's Arvy's new make-up artist. The person alone cannot dress up let alone dress others. The woman was more suited to begging at a red light.
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