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Aruna, the beloved wife of Mr. CEO – Mahendra Hadyan Wenceslas, has repeatedly received death threats. the Mistress is pregnant, the threat scares Mr. CEO every time

“Where is Aruna?” She was not where he last time left her. 

Mahendra and Susi searched for all the possible places as far as their views could reach. "Don't make me crazy, Aruna! WHERE ARE YOU?!!"

Seeing her master yell, "Master, let me get other guards," She dropped her umbrella and brushed off to the main house for help.

“ARUNA…!” Mahendra screamed and threw his eyes to the farthest he could reach, “NO JOKING PLEASE!!” he ran off here and there, panicked.

"Damn it!" there were other foot traces, not his nor hers. No other people walked into this area unless Aruna and himself were bare feet. Shoe foot traces, male shoes as the size and shape were typical male ones.

"Whoever could find my wife will get the best car!" Hendra shouted in great fear and panic, running wildly to follow his feet. The group of aides was running faster, scattering everywhere, and some were going into the water, in case their valuable Miss was drowned. 

Let’s follow Aruna and Mahendra's struggle to maintain their love story in [Mr CEO’s Pregnant Wife]

Mr CEO’s Pregnant Wife

[Hey I'm waiting for your sketch results!] Without greeting and greeting, Vian to the point charges Pradita duty. 


[Bang! Faster! Don't let go!] a burst of gunfire greeted the call from the head of the investigating division. Then followed Pradita command on someone, beringan with the roar of the car at high speed. It makes a lot of noise on my cell phone.


The sad-eyed man did not know the state of Pradita at this moment.


From across the phone call, there were more than 4 cars chasing. Three of them belong to tarantulas, while one four-wheeled vehicle belongs to DJoyo Makmur Group. Which brings Pradita along with his men.


"Bruak!"Pradita's car was hit hard from the other side.


Vian who heard the loud crash was worried.


The sad-eyed man realized that Pradita's cellphone seemed to have fallen, because there was no longer any reply from his call. There was only endless noise. 


64. The Kyoto Bourgeoisie