1 Prolog

Castle Caffe, Jakarta Pusat.

There was a faint knock of high heels in the lobby of the Adhyasta Group office building. The aroma of fresh coffee touches the sense of smell of the owner of these high heels. Her elegant steps brought Louboutin's feet to a cafe on the first floor of the Adhyasta Group building. This cafe has a homely atmosphere but elegant with black and gold domination. The atmosphere of the cafe is quite crowded, maybe because it's almost lunch time. Many employees from Adhyasta and surrounding companies are entertaining their mouths with bitter coffee. Joking with friends at work, drinking coffee with a lover or even meeting with clients. This cafe provides a versatile place that can be used for any condition.

The woman turned her gaze around the room, looking for someone who had an appointment with her in this place. After searching and apparently not bearing fruit, she decided to call that person. The waiting tone is heard twice before then the bass sound of the person she is calling sounds.

"Where are you? I'm already in the cafe," the woman said, choosing the table near the entrance. The goal is that she can easily observe the people passing by in this cafe.

"Elevator." The sound of the elevator ringing could be heard by the woman.

"Hurry up! I don't want to wait for you alone like a fool," the woman said coldly.

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"You look beautiful in that black dress, so don't curse and tarnish your extraordinary appearance."

The woman raised her eyebrows, feeling confused by the man on the other end of the phone. Turning his gaze, the woman found a man who glared at her, standing behind the cafe window facing her. A handsome man with an armani suit maroon, his hair neatly arranged with a touch of hair oil, his shoes sparkling because of the polish of his shoes, his appearance looked dapper and classy.

The woman stared flatly at the man standing in front of her with a glass wall as a barrier between them. "Do I have to say thanks for your compliment just now?" she said sarcastically.

The man smirked. "I feel honored if the word comes out of the mouth of my future wife," the man replied in a tone that was no less sarcastic.

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