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Wedding Agreement With CEO

Ellena Patricia Lubis, a 22-year-old woman who is often called Elle, has to live her life in the capital. The family's economic situation worsened after a car accident that claimed her father's life, forcing her to continue to struggle to find money to pay off her father's debts to moneylenders. One day, because she didn't want to be late for work, Elle left in a hurry using an automatic motorbike belonging to Filia Vallencia, her boarding house friend. However, unfortunately. That morning, she accidentally hit a luxury car that was speeding from another direction, causing her and the motorbike she was driving to lose control and cause an accident. She hit the car and the car was badly damaged. Ironically, the owner of the car is Lucas Ryszard Fidell, a young executive whose name is already worldwide, and the sole heir to the owner of the largest industrial company in Indonesia who is none other than the CEO of the company where Elle works. It has fallen down the stairs too, that's how Ellena's life is quite suffocating. The accident actually brought new problems for her, where Lucas asked for compensation for the damage to his car with a very fantastic nominal, so of course Elle couldn't fulfill it, who only worked as an ordinary employee with a very mediocre salary. "If you really can't make amends, you have to do one thing for me," he said. "What is it? I promise I will," Ellena replied a little enthusiastically. "Marry me!" How will their story continue? Will Elle accept Lucas' offer? Follow Instagram @pena.batik03

Pena_Batik · 都市
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I MISS LUCAS

"Ellena?"

Lucas lifted himself from the bed, as the name Ellena flashed through his mind. Yes, most likely the caller was Ellena.

He quickly grabbed his phone back, checked the call history a few minutes ago, but to no avail. There was nothing he could find there, including contact numbers.

Lucas switched to Ellena's previous contact number. He also called the two contact numbers one by one. However, the result is still nil. The contact number is no longer active.

"Oh my God, Elle . . . I'm sorry. Come on, call me again now." He said as if he was sure that the caller was indeed Ellena.

He waited for a while, but in fact the caller never contacted him again. Sorry. He shouldn't have just hung up the phone.

He also didn't know why he suddenly felt sure that the caller was Ellena, who might be missing him or wanting to know his current condition. Yes, he was sure of it.