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Mr. CEO Trapped Me into a Wed

Chapter 6 You're a Maniac, No Need to Explain

Word Count: 1309    |    Released on: 01/08/2025

y pandas, my dear?" Aulia's cr

couldn't sleep, thinking about it all night. As a result, I had da

da, you also look like a ghost who loves eating meatballs." Auli

n Jin would return from the mi

t would be a shame to pass it up, but the consequences I had to

n the table and squeezed Aulia's hand. It would be bett

end, huh?" She

ely denied

t yourself, but about someone else. It's safer to keep your problems p

's a businessman from overseas who asked one of his employees to bec

of the businessman's company shares. Does that m

er coffee. "In novels and dr

ispute her opinion, because what this woman sai

this world who would do that, his

ke in the kitchen and ha

asily gave away five percent of the company's shares, he'd be ge

wever, I wondered what Mr. Malik would g

experiencing losses so alarming that they can't be saved. He'

ad never experienced negative profits. If the subsidiary consistently ma

Pecitra, so its financial reports weren't published. If the co

elita Lestari's financial

patted my shoulder. "You're close to Mr. Malik

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applied them and repeated them over and over again. The result was still the same:

I sighed, slumping over, w

come to my house, dinner's ready." His v

ly remembered not hearing his fo

living room where I was. "I have th

ted with an assignment to take care of his personal needs in my third year, w

e at night because I had to wait for Mr. Malik to finish his work

artments and live next door to his unit. He also never wor

. Well, that was the same as overtime then. What's

me, then took the lip balm from my mak

ip balm." I really wanted to punch m

"So, you're a mania

maniac?" I folded my

wallpaper with a Jin's face motif all over it. "Tha

lander! It

f art. The face that adorned this wall w

here?" I was afraid he would

ot it," h

's no need to like anything excessively

those spoken by a saint

g, Sir." I turned my

that his lips were almost touchin

low." He pointed to a sofa cushion cover

the fir

ld up a mug with

a doub

ted to the curtains w

le kill!

's face on it. Especially the one over there." Mr. Malik poin

same thing as you. There's no doubt a

n's face that he was proud of having suc

ainst me were not true. I'

he door as a source of encouragement when I leave the

yes clearly mocking me. "So, yo

T TRUE!" I

He placed his index finger on

male escort. Do you know why? Because just meeting me

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