Trained to love you
Chapter 25. Hyuna's ?

The afternoon at Hamburg's largest company was lunchtime. The officers went to the cafeteria to fill their hungry stomachs. Not only that, the cafeteria that was so wide was packed with hundreds of employees and also some guests who were visiting the company.

But on the other hand, the person who leads the company is still focused on staring at the laptop screen in front of him. His eyes were so observant looking at the rows of tables with nominal numbers amounting to money which of course not a little.

He is Deo. The man who spent about two weeks busy himself in the office. Even he stayed overnight and tomorrow he did not go to work to rest.

Why did Deo become like that? What's wrong with her? Surely the man who usually always works casually, suddenly became workaholic.

In front of his office lobby, a woman just got off a taxi. He wore a black kimono dress with a polkadot motif, with a butterfly model made of crinkle airflow that 'fall' and has a length of only feet. Not to forget the five-centimeter high heels attached to his leg and also the flap bag in his hand. Not only that, his hair was left to stretch to the shoulder. She looks very beautiful, elegant and also classy.

The woman walked into the lobby with footsteps without any hesitation. The servants who passed by there were also fascinated by her beauty.

"Good day" greeted the woman kindly as she stood before the reception desk.

"Hey, how can I help you?" ask a female receptionist who just happens to be alone there.

"Can I see Mr Deo Ainsley?" He managed to make the receptionist surprised. Because, the rules in the office every guest who comes to see Deo must always pass Zean. Not just anyone can see him. Moreover, Zean is usually often waiting in the lobby to welcome his guest Deo.

"Sorry, did Miss have an appointment with Zean's secretary?" ask the receptionist again.

But the woman furrowed her brows, she felt incomprehensible. "Who is Zean's secretary?"

"You could say his personal assistant is the owner of this company" the receptionist replied.

"Oh so. Or don't you just tell Zean's secretary that I want to see Mr. Deo," the woman continued with a smile showing her rows of white and neat teeth.

"Well, I'll try it first. If you can find out whose name Miss is?" Next to the receptionist's hand began to hold the phone.

"Say from Indira" the woman replied quickly. The receptionist also started making phone calls.

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Zean was standing while cleaning the file, suddenly the phone on his desk rang. He answered immediately. "Yes, hello?"

"Secretary Zean, this is from the reception. There's a woman here who wants to meet the President."

"Women? What's name?" Zean scratched the end of his non-itchy brows. As he remembered that day there was no meeting or appointment with anyone.

"Indira."

"Nm ... " Zean couldn't decide it straight away. Because the files that were on him at that time had been awaited by Deo in his study. "Here you go, tell me the woman wait another five minutes. I'll give you an answer whether or not. Because now it has been awaited by the President in his room," continued the man felt desperate.

"Good Zean Secretary."

Finally Zean put the phone back on. After that bring a pile of neatly arranged files to Deo's room.

"Excuse me, Mr ... " Zean then walked over to the man's desk. "This is the file you asked for I have finished checking" he said, putting the file on the table.

"Thank you" Deo said in a cold manner.

Zean did not leave the room. He remembered the message delivered by the receptionist. "Mr ... In the lobby there was a woman. The receptionist said her name was Indira, and the woman wanted to meet you. He has not had an appointment with me before. Do you know him?" Zean's question was able to make Deo turn around the body. His face looked serious.

Hearing the name of Indira, terbesit something in the mind of Deo. "What is Hyuna? Isn't he able to walk? Why is it in my office?" his mind wonders too.

"You go back to your desk. Let me take the woman down, "deo replied, then took her hands out of her pants pocket and left Zean looking down as she left.

"As far as I know, in the Ainsley family there's nothing much about Indira. Who is that woman?" muttered Zean before finally leaving the room.

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Deo could not wait to see who the woman who suddenly came to his office was. His feeling grew stronger when the elevator he was riding was already on the lower floor. He got out of the elevator with his face flat.

At that time, the woman who wanted to meet him was facing backwards from the direction Deo was coming from. The receptionist gasped in surprise when she saw his presence there.

"People, Mr. Deo." The receptionist looked respectfully.

The woman's breath was immediately restrained, her heartbeat seemed to stop for a while when she heard Deo's name. Moreover, the man who had not visited him for the past two weeks felt he was standing right behind him.

"Where are the people who want to meet me?" deo asked with his baritone voice. A voice that the woman longed for. Even his breath.

"This is the man, sir," replied the receptionist in a trembling voice, sounding extremely nervous.

The woman took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. He started turning around.

A sincere smile, sparkling eyes and respect the woman showed in front of Deo. The man who should have welcomed her warmly and affectionately often met.

Deo jumped in shock, trying to move his stiff lips. His voice was stifled because his tongue felt faint, and his body gesture was clearly awkward.

The presence of a woman whom he had never considered to exist. Stand straight with both feet recovered, in front of him. Plus the dress worn by the woman. How pretty!

But the woman's eyes still showed her happiness. Eventually he was able to reunite with the man who might still consider him to be non-existent back then. The man she feels is happy with his partner. He is also still his partner.

"Magelina .... "

Connect ....

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