Seductress
Chapter 75. Suspicion Again

Now at Bizard and Joana's house there is a maid who replaces Bianca. But for Bizard's business, Joana has taken over everything. He did not want the handsome man to get further away from him, so Joana as much as possible took Bizard's attention.

Like the previous days, Joana will prepare Bizard's clothes, while the man is cleaning his body. He picked up a set of shirts following his pants, and also a suit that hung inside the wardrobe.

Joana put it all on the bed, because she wanted to get out of the room. But she had not had time to turn her body, her eyes were fixed on something stuck in her husband's coat.

Joana's eyes narrowed, making sure that she didn't see wrong. Then his hand was raised to pick up a long strand of golden hair that successfully made his heart pound hard.

Gluey! The pregnant woman immediately gulped her saliva violently. His hands were raised higher and higher, covering the sunlight that hit their room windows. And he was very sure, that the owner of the hair was a woman.

However, how is the hair on Bizard's clothes? Joana's chest suddenly tight. While fear was creeping into his heart. He nodded, as if he could not believe it.

"No way!" joana with her lips twitching, then her eyes turned to the sound of water gurgling from the bathroom. "You can't do that, can you, Bee? Come on, you're not that guy." Joana continued, as if she was talking to her husband.

The woman's head again throbbed and seemed to want to break. Because the problem did not end coming to him. Suspicion of Bizard grew even greater, although in his heart he did not want to believe.

But if he doesn't make sure of everything. He will continue to be haunted by endless anxious expectations. Wherever, and with whom Bizard went, he would have been constantly suspicious.

"Free, I can't ask him, because he will definitely dodge. I have to secretly find out. I was so scared, everything Miranda was talking about was true, that Bizard had other women besides me" Joana said with unanimous determination, she would begin to search for the truth about her husband.

Because there have been some strange things pointed out by Bizard. From the red mark on the neck, until now a woman's hair stuck to her suit. If they were not close together, the hair would not be possible to leave behind. So, it's possible, Bizard hugged the woman, the woman who knows who, Joana doesn't know.

"I have to prove everything. Bizard can't know that I'm going to follow him."

Once again, Joana glanced cynically at the bathroom door that had not yet opened. The place where her husband is.

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"I'm happy to work with Mrs Bianca" said a man in a suit who shook Bianca's hand.

"Thank you, sir, I'm also glad to have the opportunity to work with you" Bianca replied with a friendly smile.

They just agreed on cooperation. The man looked very satisfied, until he always had a smile. Not much different from Bianca, who now grinned happily, when the man in suit, left the restaurant where they met.

"Friska, prepare a copy of the document, because the original one I will bring," Bianca said, giving orders to her secretary. A woman who will always accompany Bianca during work.

"Okay, ma'am," replied Friska.

"Are my schedule today?"

"Jam 3 pm, there was a visit from several officials of Antarana Group, Madam. If Madam doesn't want to see them, then I'll replace you."

"No, Friska. I'll meet them myself, you just need to accompany me."

Friska immediately nodded her head in understanding, she knew Bianca was looking for a name, in order for her to gain the trust of entrepreneurs who had popularity on it. He has no idea, however, that Bianca's real goal is to destroy a woman named Joana.

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Hold on, I'll talk first. Wkwk

Dear uler-uleran readers, I am not angry, I do not sulk. I just sprained, and ended amby to write, when I want satsetsatset, uh tbtb there is a heart that makes a little down. And the brain is not in sync.

I never forbid you to make a story, and dream according to your version. But, I just ask, do not bandingin work ngothor one with ngothor the other. I swear, it hurts.

Trivial? Oh obviously, maybe it's trivial for those of you who have never been in our position. Though we are already the daughter of the brain, and think hard to be different. And in fact, it never will, because what? This theme I took because again participate in the race, and automatically there are many ngothor who take the same theme.

I'm not talking about my most perfect novel yet, no. Because I realize there are still many defects. But again yes, come on appreciate us who are again trying to nyenengin reader🥺🥺🥺

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