Marco immediately halted his hand’s movement upon hearing the sudden news from his subordinate. “What? She’s working?” eximed Marco, looking at Haris with an expression of displeasure.


    “Didn’t I clearly say that I didn’t want her to do anything that would endanger herself? Just stay quiet in her cramped apartment, and you watch over her, that’s all, but you couldn’t even do that,” Marco said, leaving Haris only able to nod.


    “I apologize, Sir, but Miss Letta really can’t be stopped so easily. But don’t worry, I’ve instructed two guards to watch over Miss Letta,” Haris said, making Marco sigh in frustration.


    “Still, she’s not following what I want. You should know that if I want something, you should make it happen,” Marco added, making Haris apologize once again. Both of them had stubborn personalities that were difficult to contend with, causing Haris to rue his fate for being caught between them.


    “Nevertheless, I’ve already threatened her with this, but it hasn’t yielded results. Instead, Miss Letta told me to inform you that if you want her to stop, you have to stop her yourself,” Haris said, furrowing Marco’s brow.


    “Do I have to stop her? You know how much work I have here. That’s why I postponed the wedding for a month. Otherwise, I might have already dragged her into the ‘Golden Cage’ that I prepared,” Marco said, taking a long sigh. Yes, it seemed that Haris wouldn’t seed in persuading Letta to quit her new job, thought Marco.


    “Fine, since it’s already done, tell your subordinates that they must report every action of Letta. I don’t want that reckless woman to endanger my future child,” Marco said, making Haris nod before leaving the room.


    Marco then roughly rubbed his face because this sudden job had caused him to postpone his wedding. If not, he would have had the reins to tightly bind Letta so she wouldn’t be able to act recklessly.


    “I should have just had a simple wedding before I went away,” Marco said. After that, he refocused on his work, but once again, a few minutester, when Marco moved his fingers over the keyboard of his t screen, someone interrupted him. His phone rang, and this time Marco didn’t feel bothered because it was his fiancee, Arabe, on the line.


    “Hello, honey?” Marco answered with a sweet voice.


    “Hello, is your work overwhelming?” asked Arabe from the other end. Marco looked at the t screen in front of him, filled with many documents that needed to be reviewed, not to mention the iing emails that had to be checked one by one, making Marco take a long breath.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.


    “Yes, very much. Why do you ask?” Marco replied.


    “No, I was just wondering. What time will you have lunch today?” Arabe asked again, making Marco look at his wristwatch.


    “As usual, in about two hours,” Marco said.


    “Alright then,” Arabe said.


    “What about you, what are you up to? Are you busy?” Marco asked.


    “To amuse you, the word ‘busy’ doesn’t exist for me. I miss you,” Arabe said, making Marco smile widely.


    “I miss you too, honey,” Marco said, making Beugh on the other end.


    “Oh, I’ll give you something special for lunch in two hours,” Be said.


    “What is it? Now I’m curious,” Marco said, turning his chair towards therge window showing the density of the city of Paris.


    “I won’t tell you now, so it’ll be a surprise in the next two hours. It seems I have to go now, so I’ll hang up,” Arabe said, to which Marco agreed.


    When their call ended, Marco immediately looked back at his phone screen, where a picture of him and Arabe served as his main wallpaper, making Marco smile broadly at Arabe’s sweet smile.


    However, for some reason, the face that suddenly appeared in Marco’s mind made him slightly pause.


    “What was that?” Marco asked himself.


    “Why is she suddenly in my thoughts?” Marco muttered. After that, he shook his head and turned his chair back.


    “Maybe it’s because of her misbehavior. That’s why I’m still thinking about her,” Marco continued, trying to convince himself that Letta was on his mind because she wasn’t following his orders. Before refocusing on his work, Marco eagerly anticipated the special gift Arabe would give him at lunch.


    “Alright, let’s start focusing,” Marco said, and he worked hard until lunchtime arrived. When his secretary came to remind him, Marco decided to have lunch in his office.


    “I’ll have my lunch in my office, so please prepare the food for me and bring it to my office,” Marco said, making Adel, his secretary, nod. Marco looked back at his t screen before someone knocked on the door, and Marco invited the person in. He was sure it was his subordinate bringing him lunch.


    “You can put the lunch on the table,” Marco said without looking at the attendant. Marco could only hear the clinking of tes and some other utensils being ced on the table.


    “When you’re done, you can leave,” Marco added.


    “So you’re shooing me away?” someone replied, making Marco raise his head as he recognized the melodious voice.


    “Honey, you’re here?” Marco asked, straightening his posture and walking towards Arabe, who was beaming at him.


    “A surprise,” Arabe said, making Marco walk over to Arabe and hug her.


    “So this is the surprise you gave me?” Marco asked, to which Arabe nodded.


    “Of course, didn’t I say I missed you? So I chose to follow you to this country. Besides, I also have a schedule in this fashion country,” Arabe said, making Marco embrace his fiancee again.


    “I missed you. Luckily you came. So I can rx now,” Marco said.


    “Yes, but you’d better release the hug first because I’m hungry. So we’d better have lunch together, how about that?” Arabe asked, making Marco nod. He was about to lead Arabe to sit on the sofa with the meal already set on the table.


    “But I don’t want to have lunch in this room full of documents. I want to have lunch outside. How about that?” Arabe asked, which, of course, Marco couldn’t refuse. Marco couldn’t refuse his fiancee’s wishes at least, so he quickly got ready and hurried to have lunch with Arabe outside the office.