Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO's Plaything

When she arrived at the office, Lisa returned to wrestling with inventory reports and the stuff. Her mind was still fixated on the man who had the heart to sleep with Andien so that she became pregnant and had a miscarriage. Lisa couldn't focus on her work that day, her long fingers were shaking with anger. The anxiety that was eating her heart away was getting more and more intense until her cellphone rang.

A notification from Oscar! Just seeing his name immediately made Lisa's heart jump impatiently. She grabbed her cellphone and read the message carefully.

Oscar: Lisa, I've been looking for all the information about the culprit. Do you want to read it?

Without thinking, Lisa immediately ordered him to send all the information about the bastard man who dared to fuck Andien to her email. A second later, an email from Oscar came into her inbox.

When Lisa opened the email from Oscar, she frowned and snorted in disgust at a photo of a middle-aged man who was clearly not handsome and had a perverted face. Was this the man who slept with Andien a month ago until her best friend got pregnant and had a miscarriage? Lisa was really disgusted at him.

Not only was he looking disgusting, what he did to Andien was also disgusting!

Not long after Lisa read the email sent by Oscar, the man contacted her again via instant message.

Oscar: Leave it all to me, Lisa. Andien is my employee, and the man who dared to mess with Andien was the president of the company who collaborated with mine. It all has everything to do with business.

Lisa: I entrusted it to you, Oscar. Anyway, beat him and don't let him get away!

Oscar: Oh take it easy, this man is going to die if he deals with me.

Reading Oscar's last message makes Lisa a little worried. The message sounded very scary and she was sure Oscar would do anything even if he had to take someone else's life to keep his business. 

Lisa didn't answer Oscar's message, she immediately called the man.

"Oscar, do you really want to take this man's life!?" She whispered so that her coworkers would not get suspicious.

"What kind of lesson do you want me to teach him, Lisa? I'll listen to you," answered Oscar from across. His voice was calm.

"Oscar, please don't kill him. Please don't! I only asked this man to pay for all of Andien's surgery and hospitalization. Also, there's another one," Lisa paused for a moment then continued, "Make sure Andien's image is not destroyed because of this man,"

Oscar laughed crisply from across. "Is that all?"

"I don't mind if you have a better idea to beat up this guy. As long as you don't take his life, I'm fine with anything," Lisa replied softly.

"I know, just leave it to me. Go back to work then accompany Andien later. I'll take care of the rest," Oscar replied without hesitation.

"Thanks, Oscar. I'll hang up the phone," Lisa said while pressing the red button on her cell phone's screen.

Not long after she chatted with Oscar by telephone, Rangga suddenly entered the finance department room and then approached her desk. The man deliberately put on a serious and flat face so as not to attract the attention of Lisa's other co-workers.

Rangga stood right at Lisa's desk and said, "How was yesterday's business? Has it been taken care of?"

Lisa immediately stood up from her seat and looked down, giving Rangga a polite gesture. "Take it easy, Mr. Rangga, everything has been resolved," Lisa answered politely and a little nervously.

"Fine, I entrust everything to you, Lisa. If you need help, don't hesitate to ask me," Rangga replied in a very formal and polite language. Hearing her childhood friend being so polite and professional like this made Lisa a little uncomfortable and wanted to laugh. But they both had to play a skit so as not to arouse suspicion among the other co-workers.

"Thank you very much for entrusting this matter to me, Mr. Rangga," Lisa said, looking down in respect.

She silently cursed at the man who came unnoticed into the finance department. How stupid was he to offer his help for Andien to her during office hours and in front of Lisa's colleagues!? The other co-workers could've been jealous since Rangga was known as a boss who rarely talked to his subordinates.

Done with his business, Rangga immediately left the room. Lisa sat back in her chair and struggled with the unfinished work. Without realizing it, Sarah Bernadotta, the queen of gossip who happened to be sitting next to her desk suddenly shifted her chair and approached Lisa.

"Sis Lisa, why is that Mr. Rangga suddenly offered his help?" Sarah asked anxiously. An annoying grin was painted on her face.

"It's not important, no need to ask!" Lisa replied curtly, annoyed by Sarah's curiosity.

"Sis, Mr. Rangga rarely talks to his underlings, but he started talking to his employees like he did to you just now. Sis, are you sure you don't want to take the opportunity to sleep with Mr. Rangga?" Sarah asked again. This time the question made Lisa run out of patience.

"Sarah, instead of getting your nose at someone's business tirelessly, you better do the work I gave you last week. Are you finished yet!?" Lisa said, her eyebrows knitted together, her patience already drained from Sarah's extravagant curiosity.

***

Meanwhile, at the Petersson corporate office.

Oscar was turning his pen. He was a little worried about Andien and his company. Someone deliberately wanted to tarnish the image of his multinational telecommunications company in the eyes of the public, both nationally and internationally.

How could a company president who collaborated with his company ever since his father was still the president dared to betray him? 

Suddenly, the door to Oscar's room was knocked and a tall and burly man entered carrying a lecherous-faced middle-aged man. Oscar stared at the man's face with a sharp gaze and disgust. He still couldn't believe that this middle-aged man, a president of a well-known company in the capital, could sleep with one of Oscar's employees and run.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Charles. Please have a seat," Oscar said coldly. He crossed his legs as he lit his cigarette.

He sat like a big boss with a gaze as sharp as a cold-blooded murderer. The middle-aged man sitting opposite him shivered with horror as his eyes met Oscar's blue eyes.

"Good afternoon Mr. Oscar," Charles Tandra said nervously, his hands rubbed together as he was getting increasingly nervous.

"So I called you directly because I want to discuss our unfinished business from last month," Oscar said calmly. His eyes were still on Charles's ugly and disgusting face with an icy cold gaze.

"Um, sure. What do you want to discuss?" Charles asked haltingly.

"Mr. Charles Tandra, president director of PT Tandra, I still remember you've been working with Petersson Communication since my father became president, right?" Oscar's scourge had no mercy.

Charles nodded, having a bad feeling.

"I hear you did something really disappointing. Is that true?"

Hearing Oscar's question just now, Charles immediately became nervous and snarled, "Mr. Oscar, what are you trying to talk about exactly? Just get to the point!"

"Well, if you ask me to get to the point of the matter, how much money are you going to pay in damages?" Oscar  asked dryly. His eyes were still fixed on Charles.

"What do you mean paying for damages !?"

"Oh, you said straight to the point! I just said, how much compensation can you pay?"

Charles was confused by Oscar's words. The middle aged man began to sweat and was nervous. He paused for a moment then said, "With all my respect Mr. Oscar, I really don't know what you mean..."

Oscar got up from the sofa and leaned over to Charles and then pulled the tie the man was wearing. "Don't pretend you don't know, Mr. Charles. You screwed one of my employees on purpose a month ago when a meeting for business cooperation was held and you did it to destroy the Petersson's corporate image, right?!?"

Charles was stunned even more, the middle-aged man did not blink at all. Oscar was really scary!

"You see, Mr. Charles, if you don't want to confess and pay compensation for surgery and hospitalization for one of my employees whom you sleep with, then I am forced to take your life in my office now," Oscar snapped his fingers. Dani, who was on standby at the back, immediately took out a gun and pressed it to Charles's temple.

"How about it, Mr.. Charles?" Oscar asked with a sly grin.