Giselle stared at her cell phone, which was ringing for a while, and squinting, at the same time, guessing if it was who was contacting him.

Giselle was sure she needed to recognize the foreign number. Usually, Giselle also always ignores unknown numbers that often call. It could be from an insurance officer, credit card officer, online loan service, or a temporary boyfriend loan service.

However, this time somehow, it felt different. The number kept calling non-stop. If you want to be rejected like Zaneta Zaneth's song, you're afraid it's essential. Be Giselle's dilemma.

"Gi, pick up. That phone has been ringing since earlier. Why is it even unemployed?" Chelsea scolded while looking strangely at her best friend sitting on her cell phone. The two of them are currently in the Pelita Hati University campus library.

"I don't know the number, Chel. I'm afraid of the creditor. Or the insurance guys. Too lazy."

"But the call has been repeated many times, you know. Who knows, it's important. Who knows, you win the lottery. Get a door prize for a handsome, rich guy, or an invitation to be a live guest star on Tiktok."

"Uhh, what."

Giselle chuckled as she looked at the auburn-haired girl next to her strangely. Determined, while thinking for a long time, in the end, he decided to accept the call. Who knows, the call is indeed as important as what Chelsea said. As soon as she answered, Giselle, heard the distinctive baritone voice of an adult man on the other end.

"Hello, good morning?"

"Good Morning, Giselle."

"Yes, good morning. Who is this with, huh? And what do you need?"

"I'm Leonardo Massen. Am I disturbing your activities?"

Giselle was also immediately aghast. More than that, he opened his eyes to hear Leonardo Massen's name from the other side.

Is this seriously his idol directly contacting him? He's not dreaming, is he?

"Mr. Leonardo," Giselle said nervously. "S-sorry... I don't know. So, I didn't pick up the phone right away."

"No problem, Giselle. Just relax."

"Can I help you, sir?" asked the girl then.

"Actually, I'd like to invite you over for dinner as a form of formal thanks for the help you provided the other day."

"My goodness. It's past, sir. Besides, I was just doing what I was supposed to do."

A chuckle could be heard on the other side,

"Then let me invite you to eat together as a thank you. I am already indebted to you."

"B-but ---"

"Just a moment. Later, my assistant will send a message to you at the restaurant where we meet tonight," interrupted Leonardo. Which explanation sounds like an order that should not be denied.

Giselle finally gave up. Agree to the offer that his idol just made. He thought it would be okay if tonight he accepted the invitation.

"All right, sir. Then I'll come tonight."

"Then see you tonight, Giselle."

Ending the call, Chelsea was seen approaching immediately. From the look on his face, he could tell that his best friend looked curious about him.

"What are you looking at like that?" Giselle said, a little uncomfortable.

"Who's on the phone? Home surgery team?"

"No!"

"Oh, or the Miss Indonesia committee?"

"What the heck, Chel. You're really good at it."

Giselle was used to Chelsea's somewhat absurd attitude. Sometimes it's annoying, a little slow, and occasionally unclear when you forget to take your medicine. Yes, like now.

"Yes, that's why I asked who called who?"

"Just now, Mr. Leonardo called," said Giselle casually.

Meanwhile, Chelsea was stunned. The girl's eyebrows immediately knit together.

"Sir Leonardo? Leonardo Massen, you mean?"

Giselle nodded.

"Yeah, who else?"

"Why is he calling? For what purpose?"

"Invite dinner."

Giselle carelessly answered. Who cares, even though Chelsea next to him looks so curious as usual.

"Are you serious?"

Once again, Giselle nodded her head. The style resembles a toy doll often placed on a car's dashboard. "Seriously. He called to invite me to dinner."

This time Chelsea's eyes immediately narrowed. Why does an essential person like Leonardo suddenly invite Giselle to dinner? Is there a specific purpose and objective?

"How come that sounds weird? Don't tell me you want to be a candidate for Mr. Leonardo's new wife."

At that moment, Giselle immediately turned around. Bringing his hand, then 'poked' Chelsea's head on purpose. That's the mouth and the brain. Why do you like to think and talk carelessly? Try it!

"What a fool! Don't talk carelessly. Others will think it's true."

"Huh? Mr. Leonardo has been a widower for a long time. Who knows, he's really looking for candidates from among the young leaves."

"The problem is that he invited me to dinner as a form of gratitude because the other day I saved his life. It's not like he's asking me to come closer. Don't be crazy, man!"

"But, if you really want to be your wife, that's fine too, next time, Gi. He's your idol."

Giselle immediately glared at that moment. Why do you have to have a crazy friend like Chelsea?

"Yes, I really idolize him. But, that doesn't mean I want to make a husband. Well, ah. I'm lazy to talk to you. It's never clear and there is an end."

***

Xavier glanced at the black Tag Heuer coiled in his hand. At the same time, Jonathan, the assistant, came in with the news from the direction of the room door.

"It's five o'clock in the afternoon, sir. It's better to get ready to go home. Tonight there is an appointment to have dinner with Mr. Leonardo. It seems he has something important he wants to talk about."

Xavier let out a long sigh. Even though tonight's routine schedule, he hangs out with friends. However, it was confirmed to be canceled because it had to, and I was obliged to meet the father.

"So which restaurant should I go to tonight, Jo?" he asked, loosening the tie around his neck.

"Cordinate restaurant. Seven o'clock in the evening, sir. That's why, it's better if Mr. Xavier hurry home and get ready. You know, Mr. Leonardo doesn't like people who are late."

Xavier nodded in understanding. He also followed Jonathan's advice.

Meanwhile, in a different place, Giselle seemed busy preparing herself. Making sure his appearance was perfect, he immediately went to where he and Leonardo Massen would meet.

Using an online taxi, Giselle arrived at her destination at seven o'clock. Entering the restaurant, the waiter immediately invited and directed him to meet Leonardo, who had already come before him directly.

"Excuse me Mr. Leonard," Giselle scolded when she arrived at the table where Leonard was waiting.

"Giselle, good night," Leonard greeted, smiling. The middle-aged man kindly invited his guests to sit immediately in the available chairs.

"Sorry if I'm late, sir."

Leonard smiled. He could see how Giselle gave him an unpleasant look.

"No problem. You're not late. I'm the one who came faster."

At the same time, from behind appeared another figure. He stepped closer, then reprimanded and joined there.

"Sorry Pa, Xavier is a bit late."

Leonard turned his head while Giselle seemed to gasp. Maybe he didn't expect that he would have to meet Xavier again, who was taking part in tonight's dinner.

Xavier himself had thought this was just an ordinary dinner as he had done before. However, after seeing Giselle's figure there, he understood that this moment was deliberately designed by his father so that he could approach it afterward.

"It's okay. Papa and Giselle have both just arrived. So, you just have to join."

Xavier then deliberately took a sitting position right next to Giselle. The three were engaged in light conversation for the first few minutes. Once the ordered food was served, the three enjoyed each other while listening to Leonard tell a story.

"Giselle, once again I thank you very much for the help you gave me the other day. In the future, don't ever hesitate if you need my help. Think of it as returning a favor."

Giselle, who had finished eating, nodded. If only she had a self-conscious character like Chelsea, she would have wanted to convey her wishes to Leonard about her interest in joining and working at Alexis. But, instead of getting that wish and because she was also embarrassed, Giselle preferred to nod and respond with answers that sounded diplomatic.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Leonard. Once again, I'm just doing what I can do. Thank you very much for the invitation to dinner. Honestly, I'm very flattered."

"In that case, let's get here first for our meeting tonight," Leonard said later. "I hope at a later time, we can meet again on different occasions."

Leonard then got up from his seat, and the man invited Giselle to shake hands before leaving the restaurant.

"See you next time. When you return home, let Xavier take you and make sure you arrive safely at your destination."

Giselle was then aghast. He immediately felt bad because he had to be escorted by a man with whom he had two feuds.

"I can go home myself, sir. Don't bother."

"Relax," Xavier said, who was next to Giselle. Sensing this was the right moment, he took over the conversation. "I don't bother. Why don't I just take you home." Then the man's gaze shifted to his father in front of him. "After this, Xavier will immediately escort Papa's guests safely to their destination."

Xavier knew and realized that this moment was deliberately arranged by his father so that he could get close to Giselle's figure. That's why he will use the opportunity given this time, even though he still needs clarification about what to do and act like after this.

Meanwhile, Giselle looked numb. She wants to refuse, but it feels useless. So there was nothing else she could do but surrender and accept Leonardo's offer to be taken home by his son. She hopes that when she goes home, Xavier doesn't throw a tantrum that can make her emotional, so she has to issue a Taekwondo move like before.