Facade Love: Marrying A Perfect Husband

"My family has always been good at running this company. We haven't been disappointing. And you must be thankful to us because of whole the diamonds and gold that you have stored 

could be increasingly piling up now. So, why did uncle have to be greedy and forgot that fact?"

Adhitya didn't look like he wanted to give up.

"That's my business. And you just need to handle this properly. Then don't make things any bigger."

Harry answered casually.

"Yes. I can guarantee that. And you don't have to worry."

Adhitya warns seriously.

"Therefore never take my warnings slightingly! Take great care of this company. Or I will snatch it by force!"

"..."

Harry didn't reply. He just kept silent and listened.

Right when Dirga entered. And Adhitya had moved from his seat. Walked towards the door and left Harry after his annoyed look.

Dirga looks stupid face.

"Mr. Aditya? Do you already want to go? Then how about this tea?" asked Dirga pretending not to see the cold gaze displayed by Adhitya.

The cold gaze then shifted to Dirga.

"Can't you see I want to go?" This sharp satire pushed Dirga away. Remove his body from Adhitya's sight. Then looked at his boss in confusion.

Dirga then walked closer.

"What did you say to him that made him so emotional, Sir?"

Dirga put two drinking cups on the table.

"It's not even 10 minutes. You've managed to drive him away," Dirga looked seriously, "Can you tell me what the secret formula is?"

Dirga found a new dilemma.

He looked ahead and over the table where he had placed the two teacups that had left one cup on the table.

"Are you still want another cup of tea?"

Harry lifted his face.

He looked straight at Dirga then raised one eyebrow. He gave an unfriendly look.

"Do you think I'm much thirsty so need two cups of tea at once?"

Dirga gulped.

He knew Harry didn't like sweet drinks. Harry would only drink it when he was entertaining someone or eating at a restaurant for business reasons. Dirga subconsciously scratched his head a bit.

"Well. If so, let me drank it!"

Using whole his confidence and calm, Dirga finished the tea in front of Harry's eyes. It made Harry stare at him in shock and disbelief at the same time. Harry then asked in bewilderment as curiosity tickled him.

"You're instantly so easy to act silly in front of me? Don't even think I'm the boss. To the extent that you were so calm gulping down that drink before my eyes? You've forgotten the manners and the positive attitude you have to show to your boss," Harry repeatedly fiddled with his ballpoint pen on the table and the documents in front of him.

He was thinking about what kind of punishment he will give Dirga so that the man does not continue to act arbitrarily.

Dirga has cleverly diverted attention.

"I have found whole data about Julia along with other additional information from Mr. Luan. Which is according to the data we have found, Julia does have a high enough potential to become Miss Jenny,"

Harry who had the same guess continued to listen.

"She was found by a man named Apollo, who not knowing at all how Julia came from when this little poor girl was under seven years old. And experiencing serious amnesia due to certain incidents or certain injuries that are not fully explained in her personal data," Dirga was busy reading the proposal he brought.

Handing over the document to the boss. Harry then read the entire contents of the personal data extremely seriously. While keeping listening to Dirga's words more carefully.

"Now, she was left alone in this city. Because her adopted father was not married and only raised her alone without a companion. That man died about 8 years ago when Miss Julia was in 17 ages."

Dirga then added.

"So, I believe that it was the most difficult time for a young woman as her age as to endure the rigors of life and make a living on her own. So it's not surprising if she could end up graduating from her school with some serious troubles and financial problems. Miss Julia was also eventually able to get through it all by taking part in various odd jobs that could benefit her."

Dirga kept continuing.

"Just like on what Miss Cleo has been through too. I believe that it was their persistent spirit that united and brought them to meet. So that they could look so familiar now. Although if you pay attention, Miss Cleo rarely has a close female friend or other closing friends."

Harry nodded.

"After met Miss Cleo, it was always reminded me of who you were a few years ago, Sir. Cover yourself from other people around you and only take care of your work. While keeping yourself busy in maximal with the whole of the work that required you to be totally focused."

"But you of course to be much luckier than them. Because you haven't ever known what is called economic hardship. And how lonely you are when you live alone. Because you still have lots of friends and family to support you. Although sometimes, you will continue to isolate yourself because your mood never supports you to just make friends or converse casually with those closest to you,"

Harry with whole his surprise continued to stare at Dirga without blinking and was beyond amazed. Then ask doubtfully.

"Did you just eat something wrong and you need my help to get you up?"

Dirga immediately confirmed his standing position for more respect.

"I just convey my appreciation and my arguments either. Which is if it's not listened to. There is no problem. And if you want to listen. Then I hope it could change your mood which will probably be worse after I continue."

Harry had let go of all the stationery he had been playing with and set the rhythm of his brain to follow the series of speeches his secretary had given him.

"What do you really want to say?" Harry asked.

Dirga cleared his throat once to continue his information.

"Just a few summaries before I give you another important piece of information. Where the strength and authority that you have no one can match. I give you two thumbs up."

Harry raised his eyebrows even more in anger.

"Don't beat around the bush, Dirga! Say! What do you really want to say?!" asked Harry forcefully.

Dirga then completed his speech.

"I have taken care of all the hospital fees. And now I only have one task left in the near future. Get a sample of Mr. Muliawan's blood. Is that possible?"

Harry was already shaking his head in disbelief when a feeling of disbelief to amazement he sent over to Dirga.

"So, your question crux is that all? From the start, you were just going around in the circles and trying to distract me."

Dirga then replied.

"Not really, Sir. Because I just read some information that Mr. Luan gave. So, maybe it would be comfortable and pleasant to hear, I added some important information in it,"

Harry then focused on the initial point he wanted to emphasize.

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