Part 25 # Sugar Daddy

"Compensation?" Mahya frowned. She didn't understand what the caller meant. What did she do wrong?

"Hello?!" The voice kept calling, this time with a slightly higher tone. Mahya, whose patience was as thin as tissue paper, was certainly angry.

"Wrong number!" she snapped, then unilaterally hung up the phone.

The Channel Insight office was already quite empty, the time showing nine in the evening. Mahya - who happened to have no overtime duties - would certainly be preparing to go home, before another phone call, once again, disturbed her.

"Hello?!" This time, Mahya's voice rose. She didn't want to lose in this second battle.

"It's me, Seno Adhijaya. You said earlier that you would compensate me!"

"Se-Seno?"

Mahya reflexively covered her mouth. "Oh my!" she muttered immediately. Mahya completely forgot that she had planned such a scenario. Her brain was too busy with the investigation proposal. She forgot something very important: the informant.

"Mr. Seno! Um, sorry, I thought you were