Facade Love: Marrying A Perfect Husband

Dirga originally planned to contact Cleo at his boss's request, at the moment after he arrived at the office. But because he got some urgent work that suddenly appeared, Dirga was forced to abandon his intention first until the emergency work was completed.

There was a problem in the logistics sector. Therefore, he was required to make all efforts to handle it quickly so that the problem didn't drag on and spread to other things that might be harmful to his other colleagues.

And who would have thought?!

The woman, who he was going to contact, contacted him first when he had just finished all his urgent work.

What a fateful coincidence.

Dirga quickly realized and recognized that woman when Stephani, the receptionist, mentioned her name.

If it was not the case, Dirga probably had to take his time more to finding Cleo's number among the piles of his documents, before they finally met.

And he, fortunately, had read all the data and personal profile of the woman named Cleo. So thanks to that, Dirga could easily recognize this woman's face. Right when he arrived and entered a coffee shop where they had to make a deal appointment.

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With great confidence, Dirga walked to the woman's table and approached her.

"Miss Cleo? I'm sorry to keep you waiting. I am Dirgantara, Mr. Harry's secretary."

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Cleo didn't know how many times she had swept the cafe's nook and cranny with her eyes.

Even though the appointment time had passed, and she had repeatedly paid attention to the surrounding, the man who she had been waiting for, hadn't come yet.

Even though she didn't know the man's physical and face who spoke to her on the phone, Cleo still hoped that the person who she was talking to, was not just a prankster who talked to ask her to meet.

If that happened, Cleo was doing stupid and pointless things right now. She did not know how she could easily agree to the meeting without properly checking first.

However, considered the man who had mentioned his name and title. Cleo was sure that he couldn't possibly be lying.

Therefore, at this time Cleo hoped the man who claimed to be Mr. Harry's secretary would directly contact her as soon as possible when he arrived here.

And the longer Cleo paid attention to her cell phone screen and faithfully waited, the more she felt that man had to call her immediately even if it was impossible.

There was no movement or sign indicating someone called her. Cleo felt that the time was running very slowly and quietly.

Restless and impatient, Cleo arbitrarily stirred the drink. Did that to reduce her anxiety. And, with lazily took a menu book that was on her desk to looks return at the contents of the menu.

Someone approached and came over to her place at that time.

"Miss Cleo? I'm sorry to keep you waiting. I am Dirgantara, Mr. Harry's secretary!" exclaimed someone, which made Cleo immediately turn her head towards the source of the voice.

With careful eyes, Cleo looked straight to the figure of a man wearing a suit and formal office clothes, do standing right in front of her.

Slightly tugged up the corners of his lips. Then with one hand, he slightly fixed his tilted thin glasses, while his other hand rested on the back of the chair.

Seeing the man who she had been waiting for had finally come, Cleo quickly gave a response.

"Ah, yes. It is okay. You are only five minutes late, and it is natural because at this time the road must be very jammed," Cleo replied politely and modestly.

Even though Cleo knew this cafe was close to Harry's office. So it was unlikely that this man would come late here. And although this man arrived late, Cleo still couldn't make a fuss about his delay, which was only a few minutes later.

It was her fault to arrive earlier than the agreement. As a result, she had to wait longer than she should have.

After inviting Dirga to sit down, Cleo offered him to order anything. As a form of courtesy, of course. Because she was already holding the menu when the man came.

"Do you want to order something?" Cleo offered, which Dirga politely rejected.

"No, thank you. I won't be here for a long time. That's why I'll get to the point."

Cleo was feeling the atmosphere around her changing right when the man said something about 'to the point' of what they were going to talk about.

Cleo immediately closes the menu book that she was holding, and seriously looked at Dirga.

"Before that, I will apologize first because the person who was involved, Mr. Harry, can't attend this meeting. He is swamped. Therefore, Mr. Harry ordered me to discuss this matter with you."

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