Scandal With My Brother-In-Law

Sunlight penetrates the thin curtains of a woman's room with beautiful, calm eyes and peace. Behind her tenderness, a woman named Freya must face a life that is so complicated. He was tired of the cunning fate.

"You're awake, honey. I was just about to wake you up," said a woman of a different age. None other than Freya's biological mother.

Freya's consciousness hadn't completely recovered yet, but she forced herself awake. Freya has things to do today. Yes, interview at Maxime's company. A well-known domestic company with a fantastic salary.

"I'll take a shower first, Mom. No need to wait for breakfast." All right, Vera closed the door and returned to her room. See the current condition of her husband. Brata, a man who is almost six months old, is silent in a wheelchair.

His business went bankrupt, debts scattered, and bills out of control. And the most annoying thing is that Freya has to be the backbone of the family.

Vera only works as a laundry worker; she can barely buy rice and necessities.

They used to be a one-stop family, but because Brata was terrible at working together, the older man was tricked and eventually went bankrupt.

After taking a shower, Freya chose the neatest suit she had. In the past, before graduating from college and getting divorced at a young age, there were lots of branded dress lines in her closet, but now?

"Okay, keep the spirit, Freya! For the sake of Papa and Mama! Also myself."

***

Maxime's company looks luxurious, with a row of high-class cars parked perfectly. Further back, there were several motorbikes owned by lower-level employees and OB, and Freya was one of the lower class.

He smiled inwardly. Thanks to the help of Dera--her best friend, Freya was finally able to get a job; even though she still had to participate in the selection as an apprentice, she was very grateful.

"Wait!" he shouted.

As soon as the elevator door closed, Freya rushed to enter, but a man's strong arm stopped her first.

"Thank You," he said after succeeding in entering.

The man was silent, almost expressionless. Since there were only the two of them, Freya couldn't even begin to speak.

Leon, a spunky man who always fits perfectly into his suit, takes a slight glance, in a word, a decent face, and body.

"New employee?" he asked Freya.

Freya knew it was a question that was asked of her. There were only two of them in the elevator.

"Today, I have an interview, and if I have a match in this company, I will become an intern here. How about you?" Unfortunately, Freya didn't know what the company's CEO she visited today looked like.

Leon was grateful there was no need for an introduction self.

"Oh, it's worth seeing. I hope you like it. But I emphasize, if you're looking for a mate, don't come here. Excuse me."

The elevator door had opened, and Leon walked, leaving Freya, who shrugged. He had to find out where Dera would be directed to the boss's room.

After searching for it and even asking OB, Freya was very relieved. "Oh my gosh, this company is so wide. I'm so tired of going around looking for you, Ra."

Dara smiled. He is sad about the situation of his best friend, Freya, who used to be cheerful and often takes him on a spree, but now he's just telling stories. "The point is, you have to be confident. The one interviewing you is the CEO directly, not the HRD. He's not scary; sometimes, his questions get off the mark. So you answer from the bottom of your heart, if you need to, dig it all in."

"Haha, okay. Thanks, Ra. Anything else?"

Dera started to think, what does the CEO like? He's only a division, not as close as Mr. Leon's secretary, Nara.

"What I know is he doesn't like stupid answers. Also... He's a bit cold." Without realizing it, Freya had arrived at the interview room. About ten entrants registered, 5 of whom had been interviewed. Coincidentally, Freya was the last participant.

Having waited, Freya caught her breath, looked at her appearance in the mirror's reflection, and fixed her makeup. Dera was gone; he didn't know who else to ask.

"You're an intern too?" asked someone sitting beside him.

He turned, smiled, and nodded. "Yes, you know, I'm Freya."

"Indra, nice to meet you. I'll go in first," Indra's name was called, and time seemed to choke Freya. Hopefully, the universe can be invited to compromise.

Only 3 participants left. Half an hour later, his turn came. Hopefully, her mother's prayers are effective today.

Freya stood up, bowing to the woman who might just as well be the personal assistant to the CEO of this company. His voice was loud and clear.

"Good morning." He opened the door, walked, and gave a distance of 5 steps from the leader's desk.

The man is standing staring at the window, wearing a matching suit with shoes and his watch. A perfect posture that will make some women forget the mainland.

Three seconds later, the man turned his head and surprised Freya. The same man she met in the elevator earlier. So, he is...

"Please sit."

Leon Maxime Sandrean. The Maxime family's youngest son should be CEO, but he doesn't mind. After all, his life has always been monotonous. Working every day will make him forget that there is a break every time there is one.

"Freya Renata Jehaan. Twenty-two years of accounting graduate, your grades are not bad. But your work experience is apprehensive. Were you a spoiled woman before?"

Eh, what model question is this? Dera was right; their CEO was always off the mark during question-and-answer sessions.

"Just never starting it doesn't mean I can't. Whether I'm spoiled or not, it's private life and privacy."

Leon likes bold answers. "What else do you have, Madam Renata?"

"Just call me Jehaan, sir." Wow, never before had a man ordered Leon, even though it was such an easy order. The man walked towards Freya. Indeed that woman used to be a socialite woman with above-average wealth. Leon memorized by rote how their nature.

"Then, enjoy working here, Mrs. Freya. I'm Leon Maxime Sandrean; you can call me anyone; Leon can, Maxime's fine, and Sandrean's fine too. Once again, congrats."

Leon held out his hand. While Freya was just in disbelief, she quickly realized and accepted Leon's hand. "Ah, you're welcome. I call you according to the call here."

The woman withdrew. Leon, on the other hand, smiled slyly. Finally, there is prey that he can explore to be used as a diversion tool in his life.

Yes, Leon Maxime the man who consistently loses to fate.

Freya's departure made Leon immediately find out about the woman's life. He summoned the HRD Dera-time, which was a respectable person because he had brought Leon together with Freya-the woman who will save his life from a world that demands him to be expected.

Getting a job is not as difficult as people say. The proof is now that Freya has been able to do an internship at a big company, where it is said that her salary can be transferred immediately the first time she is accepted again.

"Cie, it's nice to see you smiling like that. It's not as gloomy as usual," said Dera.

Indeed, Freya never showed her anxiety after a household as old as corn kernels had to run aground due to a third person, as well as the increasingly impoverished family conditions.

"Thank you for inviting me here. At least for a full month, I don't have to worry about paying rent for a house with the others."

His friend just nodded and walked away with a pile of files in his hand. Maybe next time they can talk, it's time to focus on work.

Relatively new, Freya only saw a few of her fellow apprentices. They are already focused on the computer on the desk.

"Okay, must be enthusiastic for the sake of Mama and Papa."

His hands are skilled at moving to the right and left, looking at the list of what must be completed today. Not much, maybe because it's prime.

From a distance, Leon continued to observe Freya. He was smiling meaningfully. Having just met his intern for one day, Leon knows the woman's economic condition.

He was sure that sooner or later, Freya would overcome her life's problems. Let's see later.

"Mr. Leon," said Nara, his secretary.

Turning around, pretending to be watching the other employees. "Yes, Ra. What's wrong?"

"Just wanted to remind you that this afternoon you will meet with the owner of N'care Beauty, sir."

Ah, he met Claudia. Leon is lazy; he has to pretend to be charming. "Can't you cancel? Or you can ask Aiden to replace me."

"Sorry, sir. But the party from there only agrees if Mr. Leon himself comes."

What else do you want, Claudia? Wasn't Leon enough to say no to that woman repeatedly? Claudia Amara is a woman full of ambition to get Leon. Even his family agrees, but it's a shame Leon doesn't respect him at all.

With resignation, finally, Leon backed the body. Leaving Nara to follow him, of all the secretaries who accompany her, only Nara has never been involved in a crazy scandal. Because the world knows enough about how handsome Leon Maxime is, smile, the women immediately turn their eyes to look at him.

***

I tried to start the old motor many times, but it still failed. Indeed, it had been a long time since Freya brought Luvy to the repair shop. He knows very well he must save expenses.

"Ah, can I just stay at the office? It's safe, I think, but there will be more fees coming home."

While petting her, finally, Freya was forced to walk out of the company gate. Surrender to the heat of the sun. It's okay, it'll be 3 pm soon, and maybe the sun won't be as hot. After only a few minutes of walking, Freya was startled by a car horn. The car window rolled down, revealing a very familiar man with glasses. Who else, if not the boss?

"Your house is still around here?"

"Mr. Leon asked me?"

"Ask the tree. Yes, ask you."

Just saved, Freya is sure she will be offered a ride, but you can't be that bike, right? "Not bad, sir. If you can walk for an hour, why?"

The man closed the car window again. Whoa, bad! But not; Leon came out and approached Freya.

"Here, I brought your bag. It's strange; our team has prepared your needs at the office. Why bother bringing your laptop?"

No offers. No solicitation. What do you mean, Mr. Leon? Why take Freya's bag without warning?

"Hey, don't just stay silent. Come in; it's not easy to find a parking spot on this busy street."

Freya complied. Come in and sit down; he has never sat in a world-class sports car. It's true; his father used to be rich, not less than Maxime's family.

They were silent without a word; even Leon didn't have any stock of discussion that he wanted to bring to the surface.

"After the second crossroad, turn right.

Sir."

"I don't want to take you home first. I'm hungry; accompany me to eat."

OK, second push. The man beside him was frigid, and Freya got goosebumps. But as a subordinate, he can't do anything. After all, just accompanying food, not accompanying sleeping in bed.

Arriving at a high-class restaurant, Freya was quite insecure about her appearance. Shabby, not stylish, tacky.

"Where do we sit? It seems it's full; it's lunchtime, sir," worried Freya.

From the outside, you already know that The Foodest restaurant has always been a favorite of workers who pay millions to settle their stomach affairs. In the past, Freya also often went there when she had many red sheets in her wallet; that was then, but not now.

"I always have a special place at The Foodest restaurant."

Leon walked dashingly, glanced back slightly,y and waited for Freya to follow him. Many pairs of eyes are whispering to neighbors. Is that as famous as Leon? Thought Freya.

Arriving on the 3rd floor, Leon was greeted warmly by one of the chefs with a name tag in his pocket. Looks like the main chef.

"As usual, two servings this time. What are you drinking?"

"Same with Mister Leon."

Chef resigned after getting minions from Leon. Once again, Freya felt uncomfortable. She doesn't want to be judged as seducing her superiors because she's beautiful. But it's useless; for now, dealing with anyone is not the goal.

"Mr. Leon, do you come here often?" asked Freya breaking the silence.

"Yes."

Back awkward. It's only been two days since we met, but why can Freya be this nervous about a man still gray in her mind?

"Don't call me Sir when we're out of the office."

"But..?"

"That's an order," Leon ordered coldly.

"Then what should I call you, sir?"

Leon was silent, gazing around. Only a few chairs are owned by the owner. Indeed, not many people can have an invitation to greet the chef of The Foodest.

"Call me Leon, or honey, you can," Leon smiled meaningfully. Hoping Freya was at least tempted by her smiling review.

But what the man did didn't work at all. Freya was already blind to the many men who approached her. Great heartbreak takes the right time.

"I'll just call Leon, honey call. Not just anyone can get it."

"Haha. Just relax; I was joking earlier."

"I know."

"Then, if I'm being serious, do you know about it, Mrs. Freya Renata?"

"I am a different woman than you think, Mr. Leon." However, Freya wants her life to be safe in the office without any burdens and cheap gossip.

Having failed in a relationship, even getting divorced, made Freya careful about the signs of men from

Their words. A man like Leon, the boss, must be predictable. He just wanted his body.

"That's why you became my target."

Ah, what do you mean?

As much as possible, Freya doesn't fall for Leon's persuasion, her boss. Accomplish not to let any gossip spread if they catch a scandal.

"Want to add more?"

"No need. I don't have that strong stomach." Freya refused subtly. He had to go home, especially since his mother would anxiously wait.

Strangely, Leon did not immediately pay the bill. Maybe the guy immediately pays once a month. Rich people have different ways of spending their money. If you need and buy directly, step on the gas.

There are no other activities. Bravely, Freya took her boss home. After the wheels of life turned, Freya became more comfortable at home.

Leon agreed, walked back, and made the people still eating stop their activities. Yes, who doesn't know Leon Maxime? A man of Caucasian nationality always rises in prestige because of his handsomeness and success.

"Get in and be careful. Many victims accidentally squeezed into the railings because this car is so short."

Freya nodded and sat down quietly. At least you're not embarrassed because, for the first time, you can feel the luxury of a sports car that not just anyone has.

***

"Was your boyfriend Fre?" asked his mother.

Freya shook her head, again checking that Leon's car had left. Surely there will be many nosy neighbors. Get used to it!

"No, Mom. He's my boss; my motorbike sulked when I went home earlier, so I got an offer to hitchhike with him."

Yes, that's how it is. It feels strange that Freya also enjoyed a high-class dinner with her boss.

"Shower, eat and rest. Your body needs more sleep, Frey. Don't stay up all night."

"Yes, Mom."

***

I just got home; Leon was bombarded with the same questions daily. His ears have gotten used to it; it doesn't hurt as much as before listening to the same sentences.

"Mom, can't you see I just got home? I'm tired; Leon has to take a shower and sleep now. I have a morning meeting tomorrow. So, can I go to my room now?"

Lidya is still adamant about asking for the same thing. Yes, mate. His eyes could no longer bear to see that his son was always alone, even though the world knew how handsome Leon Maxime was.

"From the beginning until now, I have been curious. Why have you never introduced any woman in your life, Leon? See, Noah and Tere are already married and have children. At least think about this old mother; your father is not young either. You know that, right?"

Leon's steps stopped. She was surprised by the way of thinking, like what his mother just said. Is the measure of happiness balanced with a person's longevity? Yes, if you don't want to get married, what's wrong?

"Mom, I can think about that later. And also, see? Noah is indeed married, but is the marriage happy? He even officially became a widower three months ago. Want me to experience the same?"

Finally, the mother gave up. His family is always intelligent when doing question-and-answer sessions. Lidya never knew where Leon became this complicated.

He just wanted to see his youngest son get married and have a family like men his age. At least bring your boyfriend home.

Managed to escape from his mother's grip, Leon didn't take a bath. He stared blankly outside; the air last night was still not cold.

"Mama protest again?" A voice he recognized so well made Leon not even turn his head.

Yes, it is Noah, his real brother.

They are four years apart in age, but there is still Tere. Happy with two cute children, but somehow Leon until now has not been interested in being in a relationship with anyone. I don't have a boyfriend.

Not unsold. Leon couldn't do it; the slant-eyed man always failed with his destiny.

"Yes, again and again. My intention to move apartments is getting stronger; you are here with Clara? Where is she?"

Even though he never thought of getting married, at least Leon didn't hate children. Clara, Josh, and Lula were his favorite nephews.

"Today, he was hanging out with Sonia, and you know for yourself if the three of us hang out, there's going to be a war."

Their laughter exploded. At least Noah isn't as complicated as Leon; he can love, get married, share his life, and have children, in contrast to Leon's life which is as flat as a blackboard.

"Okay, say hello to Clara; miss her uncle."

"Ready. He often asks when you will get married, it seems, because he is often with Sis Tere and Mama, my son is infected with Julid," he joked.

Leon just smiled and then flat back. "Yeah, you know I'm difficult to be like other men. I could have married anyone. Unfortunately, I don't want to get hurt and hurt him."

They both sighed-Leon with all his worries and Noah with pity for his sister.

It's not challenging to get Leon to get one woman; 100 women is easy. Lots of queues, invitations to go on a date as well as offers to sleep in the same bed. But Leon still refused.

It seemed the only way was to ask the woman who had caught his eye yesterday to marry him. Who else, if not Freya Renata Jeehan?

In appearance, the woman was incredible, and what Leon liked the most was Freya, who was brave and intelligent. Yes, maybe with a million-dollar offer, Freya wouldn't turn it down.

***

It's strange; most people don't always face the CEO of Maxime's company. But why now does Freya have to meet that man again? Could the man want to collect all the food that has entered his stomach again?

With great anxiety, Freya finally stood right in Leon's office. The man is waiting inside. Leon should have said it by now. At least he can take care of the marriage thing.

"Come in," Leon answered from inside. Freya carefully opened the door and stood until Leon told her to sit.

"You've come. Sit down; I have something serious I want to talk to you about."

Freya complied. His face was taut now. Afraid that Leon will do unexpected things.

"Your motorbike has been repaired; you don't need to worry. Also, you don't have to pay rent for a few years."

The forehead of the woman in front of him knit together; Leon knew that Freya must be confused. "Yes, I offered to take care of it. But on one condition, marry me."

Glek. Freya's eyes widened perfectly. "Is Mr. Leon playing a prank on me?"

"No. I've never been this serious before."

Oh, Lord! Freya clearly couldn't believe it. Not yet.

There is a week of work already. Get a misguided offer like this.

"On what basis are you asking me to marry you? If you think I will melt down over money, you're wrong. I'm not interested. Excuse me." Freya almost stood up and left her superior's room. But Leon immediately got in the way. Luckily the room is not transparent.

"Wait. I haven't fully explained it yet. I know you were once married, betrayed by your ex-husband, and now your family's condition is also not well. Cotuontinuto como is the man.

"Wait. I haven't fully explained it yet. I know you were once married, betrayed by your ex-husband, and now your family's condition is also not good. The only way is to accept this cooperation."

What? Marriage for Leon is just cooperation? What kind of joke is this? Freya didn't want to face a crazy man like her boss. He must go now too.

"Also, I don't have any other choice. Don't worry; we won't make physical contact; I can guarantee it."

Freya's brow furrowed again. From the looks of it, Leon couldn't have ever made out with women, right? Even Freya was sure many lines of women lined up to be on the man's perfect broad chest.

"I.. not like your thoughts," Leon guessed. He could read Freya's expression now. "Also, I never know when this crazy fate will seal me; I have never felt what it is to be in love, to love a woman, to be precise."

"Haha, should I believe it?" Now there is no more integrity that Freya has to uphold. So, this was all Leon was holding his pride up to?

"I'm gay, Freya. And you must know what that means and what kind of life I've lived so far."

Gosh! Crazy!

Freya took a few steps back. This was an unexpected confession. A man who looks perfect, wants to be owned by many women, and is happy with all his possessions and luxury goods but doesn't like women? What joke is this again?