"I'll discuss it with my parents when I get home. In the meantime, I will not pressure you to marry Raisa," Raka said, understanding Ivan's implied request. "I'm worried about letting Raisa connect with other people. But if that person is you, I can rest easy."

After talking about it, Ivan went home first. Raka just came back from the bathroom when he saw Della was in a difficult situation.

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He saw a group of men surround her, looking completely like wild beasts ready to pounce at her as their prey.

Della tried to run away but one of the men held her hand tightly. "Della, I know you don't like that stupid Halim. He can never satisfy you, but I can. You better come with me. I will even pay for you."

The bar manager immediately approached him. "Sir, this girl is still young. There are many other beautiful women here who can accompany you. I will call them."

"No need. I like her better," the men let out a loud laugh from outside.

"Sir, I am only a flower seller. Please let me go," Della said in a low voice.

"How much money can you make selling flowers? You better come with me. How much do you want? Just tell me..."

"I'm only a flower seller, sir." Della slowly retreated, trying to escape towards the door.

"Is it true?" The man looked at her with a cold expression, offended by her refusal.

The manager started to break into sweat colds. He didn't know what to do now.

The Mawardi Family knew that Della worked at the place and purposely left her alone. They wanted to deter her by letting her live a difficult life and work in a bar, so that Della wanted to go home and return to her family's house.

Their main goal was to force Della to come home.

But that didn't mean they would allow others to insult the Mawardi Family.

The man held Della's hand, unwilling to let go of her. The girl continued to struggle, like a small fish in the air, unable to breathe.

Her brain continued to spin rapidly, looking for a way to escape from here. If she didn't do anything, these guys would really do bad things to her.

Since the door to the room was not closed, Raka could clearly see what was going on in there. But he looked doubtful as he didn't want to interfere with other people's business.

Della was just the adopted child of the Mawardi family. Was it necessary to offend others just for her?

When Raka was about to leave, Della saw his figure. "Mr Raka, help me!"

Raka's back immediately stiffened when he heard the call.

Did she know him?

The manager in the room was immediately relieved. He turned to the door with a smile. "Mr. Raka, are you going home?"

"I was just about to go home but then I heard a familiar voice. Turns out you're here, Wira!" Raka walked into the room, pretending to look around him indifferently. "Are you still playing around?"

"Raka, I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you busy doing something now?" Wira let go of Della's hand and immediately got up from his seat.

"I'm working with Srijaya Group. I heard they wanted to cooperate with you but you refused," said Raka.

"At that time, I heard that Toni Srijaya was arrested and imprisoned so I rejected them. I didn't know Jonathan would replace him. If not, how could I give up such a big opportunity?" Wira said regretfully. "Are you alone?"

"I was with Nico earlier, but he had to go home to his fiancée," Raka looked at Della, who had distanced herself from Wira as far as possible. "Did you call me earlier?"

Della looked at him with doubt and fear. "Sir, thank you for helping me earlier. God will repay your kindness. Can you help me one more time?"

"Give me a reason why I have to help you," Raka's lips formed a cynical smile and his eyes looked at her arrogantly. "I don't like getting into other people's business."

"Raka, do you know who she is? This is the girl arranged by Halim Mawardi to marry his retarded son, but she ran away from house. She said she'd better go home and marry that stupid Halim than to come with me!" Wira grabbed Della's hand forcefully.

Della felt her heartbeat elevated. She seemed to lose her hope of escaping. Then she looked at Raka and begged, saying all the reasons that came into her mind. "Mr. Raka, I ran away from home because of you. I actually like you!"

Hearing this, Wira bursted out laughing. "Raka, do you know her?"

"I didn't know her before, but now I know her," Raka looked at Della with a half surprised and half amused look. He found this girl a little funny for saying such a ridiculous excuse at times like this.

To protect herself, she even said that she ran away from home for him.

"But she said she ran away from her house because of you. If she can't return to the Mawardi family's house, I can take care of her for you," Wira said with a laugh.

Della pulled her hand and ran towards Raka, almost kneeling at his feet. "Sir, please help me. I'll do whatever you want. I will work for you."

Everyone in the room sneered and looked at her with contempt.

Raka wanted to get rid of Della from in front of him. However, he did not want to be rude to a woman.

"Stand up. Let's talk," Raka said calmly.

Della got up and immediately hid behind him.

"Raka, don't take that girl with you. As a friend, I'm being kind to remind you. If you take that girl, the Mawardi Family will be looking for you. You have to give a large amount of money or gifts to propose to the girl, or else her family will make a fuss over all of this. They might accuse you of kidnapping their daughter," said Wira.

Raka nodded. "How about you? What were you trying to do earlier?"

"I'm just teasing her," Wira shrugged his shoulders indifferently as if he had lost his interest in the toy he wanted. "It's been a long time since I saw you. Shall we go have a drink?" Wira offered.

Raka took the opportunity to send Della away, while he stayed behind to distract Wira.

However, no one expected that he would find his face plastered on the front page of all the news in the next morning.

The President Director of Mahendra Group had a new lover.

The lover mentioned by the news was Della Mawardi, daughter of the Mawardi family. Della said in front of everyone that she fled from her house to pursue Raka.

People believed that Della should have been the adopted daughter of the Mawardi family who was about to be married off to their mentally challenged first son. But in the end, Della fell in love with Raka and ran away from home for months.

Not only that, someone said that he often saw Della in and out of Raka's residence so that some people assumed that they were living together.

Anya saw the news while she was having breakfast.

"Aiden, look at this news. They said Raka is in a relationship with Della," said Anya.

Aiden saw the news briefly and felt that the news was fake. "Maybe it's true that Della ran away from her marriage for Raka. But do you believe that Raka has been living with her?"

"Let me ask Raka directly." Anya just took her cellphone from the table and intended to find Raka's number, but Aiden's sharp gaze instantly stopped her.