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Chapter 8 ~ Revenge Begins

"Will it be delivered?" usan asked Asha who was now preparing to go home.

"No need, I go home with my Assistant only," declined Asha softly.

"When is your free time? Looks like we should meet at night. Will I be able to come to your house tonight?" asked Usan who was really impatient to devour Asha. But, whether they both have their own busy lives.

"At home, I live with my Grandma" replied Asha.

"Well, then you go to my apartment, I'll pick you up tonight" Usan replied.

"Can't, honey. This week there are many design plans that I have to complete" Asha said quickly.

"Alright, make sure not to take orders again. Complete all orders within the week. Next week you must serve me, meaning to accompany me," Usan smiled cunningly, Asha also replied with a meaningful smile.

The two of them left the room, then walked in opposite directions. Where Usan headed for the hidden meeting room and Asha went downstairs to go home. Arriving at the parking lot, Asha immediately got into the car that already had Assistant Via waiting for her.

"Where are we going, miss?" ask Assistant Via politely.

"Butik," replied Asha briefly.

A few minutes away, Asha finally arrived at the boutique, surprised by the presence of her Mother and Step-sister, who had been sitting casually in her boutique lobby.

"Well, there's an important guest coming, why don't you ask me to come in?" ask Asha to her employees, but the view still looks at Mother and her half sister who is reflexively standing up.

"Sorry, Miss. We didn't know they were really Mom and Sister, Miss. So please forgive us," replied one, but all bowed.

"Sheinous stepmother and sly stepbrother, just call them that," Asha's errat made everyone whisper to each other cornering Ms. Kiya and Laura.

"Your mouth is ja—"

"Asha, Honey. I'm sorry for what happened in the past" Mrs. Kiya immediately pulled her daughter back. Laura furrowed her brows in wonder, lost then she glanced at the employees who continued to talk about her and her mother as cruel stepmother and stepbrother.

"Via," call Asha standing firm and folding both hands complete with a careless expression.

"Yes, Miss." replied Assistant Via.

"Ask what my mother and step-sister need to come here. If it's just money, just give it and then drive it out!" asha's decree immediately walked with a dash of her arrogance, making Ny. Kiya and Laura were inflamed, seen both taking deep breaths to calm down.

"Asha!" Asha immediately turned her body around.

"Why?"

"Mother didn't come to ask for money. Nor did I come to apologize because I know that Mother's past mistakes were too big to forgive, I realized that I don't deserve to be forgiven and—"

"Stop! Dialogue is unimportant and too long. Hurry up, tell me what you two want to come here if you don't ask for mercy or money," Asha said with a careless expression filled with arrogance.

Asha smiled smirik—kala accidentally saw her stepmother pinch Laura's arm to change her talk.

"Sister, next week I'm getting married and—"

"Yes, Brother. Aw!" laura replied while shouting loudly as her arms were pinched strongly by her own mother.

"That's not what Laura meant, honey. Of course we will pay you, as long as you want to design and make a special wedding dress for Laura," she said. Kiya.

"Via," call Asha.

"Yes, Miss."

"There's a Wife and Daughter of a RL Group pariah coming to our boutique. Since the two of them are not just anyone, please provide VVIP services to them. Take a good look at what they say, they say they will pay. Serve them well, then take them to my room to measure and do something else. Today we also do not give a discount, make sure all customers pay by fitting."

"Good, Miss. Ready to be done." replied Assistant Via smiling smirk while doing a light warm-up as if ready to make calculations with the two cruel humans who had made many of his beloved Miss injured.

Mrs. Kiya trembled her body hearing Asha's arrogant words as well as seeing Assistant Via's mannerisms. It's beyond belief, totally beyond belief. Never did he think that Asha who was once geeky, weak and always crying. Now it had turned into a terrifying Asha that he had never imagined before.

That day, the two had actually been bullied by Asha as well as Assistant Via. So many services they get, no matter how much money they will spend later for all services. The second heart was pounding fast, their accounts could-be crying.

After all the service they got, then they were directed to the room Asha who was on the top floor. Both of them looked so envious of what they were seeing. It was unexpected that Asha could become so successful and possess a treasure that might be larger than her Husband's property, after seeing firsthand how vast and large the boutique building owned by Asha which has twelve floors.

Arriving on the fifteenth floor, the two were again stunned to see how the room designed like an apartment complete with living room, kitchen, dining room, balcony, bathroom, even bedroom.

"Please sit down, Mother and my step-sister," greeted Asha kindly. With a forced expression, the two humans sat on the sofa.

"Tell me, what kind of design do you want?" Asha looked at Laura with her mysterious expression.

"It's normal, honey."

"Mom, what's normal?" laura Protest.

"That's your father's message, honey. We shouldn't waste too much money, pity your father." Answer reasons. In fact, he was afraid of not being able to pay because he knew that Asha had managed to trap him.

"Just calm down, Laura darling. The usual will also be extraordinary if you are wearing, Brother will make a dress as beautiful as possible for you and you will glow like an angel at your wedding later,"

"Is that all, is there anything else?"

"That's enough, dear." replied the lady. Kiya.

"When you wait what else? Please leave," Asha pushed away making the faces of the two more wrinkled, then both got up and immediately left with inflamed emotions.

Look at it later, just look I will definitely repay you, Asha. Kiya soak.

Seeing the departure of the two humans, Asha smiled slanted while folding both hands. "We'll see how far you two want to harass me."

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