Hello, CEO! Don’t Play With Me!

One month has passed.

But Giselle is so busy that even breathing is difficult for her. Just to enjoy her chocolate snack, she didn’t have time. In the morning, Brina had pestered her with lots of energy-supplying and highly nutritious food, so that she wouldn’t collapse while working the schedule. It wasn’t Brina’s or SEO’s fault about Giselle’s schedule, but most of the clients wanted to work with this model whose name was shining through.

“Can I take a break?” asked Giselle as she adjusted the cardigan that was draped over her shoulder. The weather was a little chilly but it didn’t hinder the photo shoot, which took place on the banks of a calm river. Not far from the location, a beautiful waterfall looked so tempting to explore. Unfortunately, Justin gave Giselle a stern warning.

Even though he only wanted to swim for a while, the man was angry even over the phone. Even so, Giselle didn’t want to make that anger really happen. She obeyed whatever Justin said.

“Please, Miss Giselle. It just so happens that our kitchen crew has finished preparing the food.” One of the staff from Giselle’s client spoke this time. Meanwhile, the cameraman, who seemed to be focused on watching his shots, could only smile slightly. He looked down slowly as if apologizing for not responding to what Giselle had just said.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Wow, it must be delicious.” Giselle looked radiant. Her stomach was begging to be filled. Remembering her breakfast menu which was only cereal mixed with fruit, not disliking it, but for Giselle such a menu could only last a few hours. while her activities today, were very busy.

Having just stepped away, Brina had already caught up with her. Giving Giselle her carry-on bag. “I already took your lunch.”

“I want to eat freely, Brina. I need energy,” Giselle said with an annoyed whine.

“Yes, I know.” Brina gave up. “The grilled fish with sauce has been specially prepared for you.”

“Really?” Giselle was impatient. “Finally…”

“You’re going overboard, Giselle.”

But her words were ignored, instead, she quickened her pace towards the tent where she was resting. After eating, she planned to contact Harvey. In a week’s time, they would be meeting soon. They were only given three days off, but they already had a lot planned.

“Bon appetit, Brina,” Giselle said as she sat down at her table. Which had already served what Brina had said earlier. It was so tempting, she wanted to finish it immediately, and didn’t care if she had to go back on a diet later because her portion of food had increased. The air around this area made her appetite rise again.

“Bon appetit too, Giselle.” Although it was annoying, but Brina did not have the heart to see Giselle who was already happy with the dish. After all, their work was only a few days away here. Giselle had also stopped cheating in the past few days. Her time was really spent resting. Brina herself was quite surprised by the amount of activity during this time in Masshacutes.

No one spoke during their meal. Giselle was enjoying her meal. Only the occasional chatter was created that was only about the shoot. including the results she would get after this lunch. if there was nothing to repeat or some videos were appropriate and the results were satisfactory, they could return to the city center immediately. even so, there was an intention for Giselle to spend the night around the location because the atmosphere was so soothing.

Only… Brina disagreed. She said they should rest in the city center to avoid flight delays. Sometimes Giselle felt that Brina was the least fun woman in the world. Too rigid and too annoying, but unfortunately, Brina was the only one who could put up with Giselle’s carelessness, clumsiness, and sometimes outrageous behavior.

“Oiya, have you heard the news?” Brina handed Giselle a bottle of water. To which the girl smiled cheerfully because Brina knew best what she needed. The meal was finished, leaving only the grilled fish head. Giselle’s stomach was also no longer screaming with hunger. Her energy was fully replenished.

The journey to the riverbank is a bit tough. It can’t be done by car or other vehicles. they have to walk about two kilometers from the parking lot. It’s only natural that he’s hungry like this, right?

“What news?” Giselle wiped her slightly wet mouth. sat back comfortably and stretched out her legs.

“Andrew’s wedding.” Brina took out her cell phone. She fiddled with it for a moment while Giselle straightened her back.

“I forgot that the wedding is this month, huh?” She checked her schedule. Remembering well the date on the invitation, the date which she had circled in her special planner as falling on… “Oh my! Last week?!”

“You’re right.” Brina handed over her cell phone.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Giselle glared in disapproval. “I promised to be there.” She gave Brina’s cell phone a disapproving look. “What is this?”

“Read it first.” Brina grinned. “I personally apologize for forgetting to tell you about Andrew’s show, but Justin said not to disturb your concentration during the photo shoot here.”

“But… “Giselle let out a long sigh. “Gosh, I never thought I could forget Andrew’s happy day!” Her eyes began to read the news on Brina’s phone screen. Slowly… until…

“Seriously!” Giselle immediately got up from her seat. Her eyes bulged in disbelief at what was written there.

“I was shocked myself. Justin just told me the news and I immediately looked for other news, just in case it was a lie, but my source said it wasn’t a fabrication.”

Giselle gaped. Her eyes wandered back to the news and other links about what had happened on that supposedly happy Sunday. Even the gossip pages were aggressively posting and broadcasting news about important people in Centralia. The gossip columns were full of news of weddings that were predicted to cost a lot of money.

How could you not?

The granddaughter of the former president of Centralia will marry the son of a successful businessman, and arguably has a big hand in broadcasting in the country where Giselle lives. Even the invitations, which are said to have been distributed to various circles, make the wedding party considered the most luxurious wedding of the year.

Unfortunately…

“I didn’t expect Andrew to do something this crazy.” Giselle sat back down. Her eyes focused on the photo of the happy bride and groom. Not just the bride, but also the groom. As if ignoring one fact, their marriage was not wanted by their parents. The photos of Hanry Kingston and Grace Langham didn’t show any smiles at all, just the bare minimum.

“Look at their happy faces.” Brina laughed cheerfully. “This is what marriage is all about.”

Unconsciously, Giselle carved out a smile as well. “You’re right. marriage is the gateway to a new life. If the bond at the beginning isn’t strong, isn’t it the same as living a life like hell?”

Brina looked at Giselle with a look of disbelief. “You’ve grown up a lot.”

At Brina’s words just now, Giselle glared unhappily. she put down the cell phone immediately. then headed towards Brina who was still laughing in her chair. “You think I’m still a five-year-old boy?” She handed over her assistant’s cell phone immediately. letting Brina’s laughter still fill her tent.

She chose to get out of there, but she had her bag slung over her shoulder.

“How’s Andrew?” asked Giselle as she looked up at the sky. It was clear, although occasionally obscured by tall, shady trees, but Giselle knew that the sun was shining quite brightly outside. “Should I call him?”