Take your hands off me

"Arya," Vini approached the woman who had made him the boss of the company and sat next to her on the sofa, looking at her.

"Mr. Vini, I'm here to talk about the company," Arya said, still smiling.

"I know you're still angry with me, but I still love you. You can still be with me as my mistress," Vini said, trying to approach Arya, who got up from the sofa and stood angrily.

"What do you think you're doing?" Arya frowned with anger, looking at him with a disgusted gaze.

'How could I have loved someone like this?' she thought, blaming herself for wasting all her time.

After seeing that Arya was still brave, Vini leaned on the sofa, took out a cigarette, and started smoking while looking up.

"Why are you still making yourself hard to get despite the lesson you received? You should know that you are not the famous model loved by many people before. Your fate is in my hands," he said with a perverted smile on his face, seeing himself as the winner.

"Hah, do you think I'm going to kneel in front of you so you can help me?" Arya laughed scornfully.

"What else can you do other than ask me for help? What about your mother? Have you forgotten that she is about to die?" Vini's statement made Arya lose her temper. She picked up the handbag she was carrying and hit him in the face.

"Ahsss," Vini grunted in pain while holding his forehead where blood started to flow. "You!" Vini pointed at Arya angrily as he got up from the sofa and went to grab Arya by the neck forcefully, causing Arya to have a hard time breathing.

"I will kill you!" Arya raised her hand and scratched Vini's face. "Ahhhhh," Vini let go of Arya due to the pain he experienced, his face turning red in anger.

"You are crazy! You will pay for what you have done."

"There is nothing you can do to make me kneel for you, and remember that you do not own this company alone. I will make sure I get my rights," Arya said as she picked up her handbag and stormed out of the office angrily without looking back.

Meanwhile, Jian was in his office when the door opened, and a beautiful girl wearing an official dress entered. She slowly approached Jason and began to stroke his shoulders and chest.

"Take your hands off me," Jason said in a threatening voice.

"Why? Does it mean you haven't missed me?" spoke the girl as she bent down and tried to kiss Jason on the lips, but before she succeeded, she was pushed aside.

"What are you doing here?" Jason asked as he continued to fiddle with his laptop.

"I'm here for you. Why are you being like this to me?" said the woman while trying to touch Jason again. This time, Jason held her hands. Then he got up from the chair and looked at her with a cold gaze.

"I'm always like this. Get out," Jason's voice turned colder.

"What do you want me to do for you so that you will love me?"