"No! I'm not ready... I also can't come with you."
"You have agreed. There was no other way for you. In contract no 5, we must help each other in case of suspicion or problems relating to our marriage." Hendra's expression slowly changed from persuasion to intimidation.
"But we are not married yet!" Aruna shouted as she contradicted Hendra.
"Heh," Hendra smirked. It was the same smile when he argued with Aditya.
"So you're not going to help me?" Hendra asked once again.
The President director's deadline kept running out.
Aruna looked away. A sign that she didn't want to see the man who was standing in front of her.
The last video that sticks out perfectly, formed by online media, showing the man who won the bet, brought the artist in his car. The artist's latest rumour was even in the CEO's hotel.
"Do I look like trash?!" Hendra's voice rose.
Not only his grandfather, but even Aruna also did the same thing.
'Damn! She is disgusted by me.'
