Troublemaker Boy

Chapter 2: 1

Farrel Manggala Wdyatmaja, a successful entrepreneur who is one of the ten richest businessmen in

Indonesia. The man, aged twenty-six, occupied the eighth position out of ten people.

Thanks to his hard work in building and carrying out the family business well, the Wdyatmaja family

business is growing rapidly and has almost all connections in all companies.

Having a perfect face like a Greek god, as well as a myriad of achievements in the business field make

Farrel the ideal man. More precisely, the ideal husband.

Almost all women in this country adore him, wanting to be his. In fact, there are those who do not know

the shame of proposing the man first. Moreover, Farrel's current status made them even more

incessant to get it.

He is a young and handsome businessman, who has a life that is almost perfect if only he had a

partner. Yes, Farrell is still alone.

The name Farrel Manggala Wdyatmaja has been discussed for almost a year. Apart from being the

sole heir of the Wdyatmaja family, this man has also managed to set a record for developing the most

companies.

Recently, the public was shocked again by the fact that this handsome man was paired with the only

grandson of the owner of the Williams Group.

The lucky girl who was paired with Farrel, is Sherly Williams. The only grandson of Thomas Williams,

who owns the most successful international television station.

How harmonious the couple is. Sherly, a beautiful girl who works as a model, is juxtaposed with the

handsome Farrel, the most handsome young businessman. How happy they are, perfect.

"Farrell, Farrell!"

That excited shout, came from at the door. Farrel already knows who owns it. It is Sherly Williams, a

girl who always looks elegant in front of the camera, but will turn into a careless little girl behind the

camera.

Just now Farrel wanted to warn Sherly to stop running, considering that the girl was still wearing her

10cm high heels, she had tripped over her own feet first. Sherly almost fell, if Farrel didn't catch the

body quickly.

"Becarefull." Farrel said half scolding, Sherly could not be advised properly.

"Luckily you are always on the alert to catch the Queen." Sherly chuckled, still in Farrell's hug who was

reluctant to make her fall.

"Yes, and if I were a little late, I made sure you landed smoothly on the carpet." said Farrel with a sneer.

"No no no, you will never let me fall, right ?!"

"As you wish."

"Geez," sneered Sherly when she got out of Farrel's embrace. "Your style doesn't matter, even though

you're afraid if something happens to me."

"Your confidence, high." replied Farrell flatly. The man was back at his desk, staring at his laptop, which

was displaying charts and numbers.

"Should I go back to tell you, how panicked you were when I was hurt? Even though it was only a small

wound," said Sherly.

"What you call a minor cut, is a knife cut that ends in eight stitches." said Farrell without looking at

Sherly.

"Aih, I just got 7 stitches!" Sherly protested not receiving.

"Whatever, you better go. I'm busy."

Sherly glared at Farrel, her cheeks puffed with annoyance. "You kicked out your future wife ?!"

"Yes, I kicked Sherly Williams out of my office on Thursday, January 18 this year." Farrel still stares at

the laptop in front of him, without turning his gaze at the slightest glance at Sherly who is already

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"Okay!" grumbled Sherly irritably. The girl stomped her feet, before she really left the black and white

room.

"Hey,"

Farrell's call made Sherly turn around. Even though he now endured desperately how happy he was,

still that sullen and irritated face had to be plastered on his face.

"What?" said Sherly curtly.

"In three days, I want to take you to London." Farrel looked seriously at Sherly.

"London?" Sherly raised an eyebrow. After realizing one thing, the girl smiled broadly and almost

jumped for joy if only Farrel hadn't warned her.

"Don't jump up and down." scolded the man when Sherly had taken a swing.

"So, you agreed to celebrate my birthday in London?" asked the girl, who was nearly twenty-two, with a

gleam of hope in her eyes.

Farrel nodded in response. Without smiling or changing her flat expression, she turned her gaze back

to the numeric graph before her eyes.

"Why did you suddenly change your mind?" asked Sherly. "You yourself said that you are busy with

work, work and work."

"Yes, because my new job is over there." replied Farrell dryly.

"Is it true?" Sherly asked back.

Farrel nodded his head. "And, seems to indulge my future wife doesn't hurt. "

Sherly could no longer hold back her happiness. The woman trotted over to Farrel, hugged him tightly

from behind, and even kissed every inch of his handsome face.

"I still have a meeting after this!" Farrel protested when he felt his face had been filled with red lipstick

stamp from Sherly's lips.

"Let it go," Sherly chuckled with amusement. "Let the women who like you break their hearts." he

laughed again.

"You don't know the law of karma, huh?" asked Farrel sarcastically. "What you reap, that's what you

get. It could be that someday you are in their position, jealous to see me with another woman."

Sherly's laugh slowly faded, replaced by a naughty smile. "That will never happen," he said confidently.

"Not unless he comes back."

After that, Sherly pulled Farrel's face forcibly, and began to kiss the man's lips. Whatever happens in

the future, he doesn't care. Anyway, the man now belongs to him.

And, he too is dead. Never coming back, to take Farell from him again. Will not.

To be continued