Adorable Wife Mr. CEO Named

I'm not giving up

Today is the 10th birthday of Jef Xavier Cameron, the first son of Queen and Sean. The event was held quite lively because this time it was held at Michaelson's residence. Rea invited many people just to enliven the birthday of his beloved grandson. Because this time his grandson was on a long vacation in Indonesia. Therefore Rea did not want to miss the rare opportunity this time.

Jef, the handsome boy looks restless because throughout the event he continues to be plastered by a foreign girl. Mercia Quenby Wijaya, the daughter of Juna who has since continued to buy Jef. Jef tried to avoid her, but the girl continued to follow him.

Queen and Faizah who had been watching the two were smiling amusedly. "It seems your daughter is so enthusiastic." Said Queen while rubbing her distended stomach. She is currently pregnant with her second child.

Faizah laughed a little. "He really likes your son, every time you send him a picture of Jef. He was always excited. He always asks when he can meet Jef?"

Queen was silent for a moment. "But Jef it's kind of hard, he doesn't care when I want to show you a picture of Cia."

Faizah looked over, then smiled. "Don't worry, Queen. My daughter is smart enough to attract the attention of others."

"Yes, I hope Cia succeeds." Queen is hopeful.

Back to Jef and Mercia.

"Who are you?" Jef was upset while trying to get away from him. Of course Jef uses his mother tongue, which is English.

Mercia smiled so sweetly. "Mama says you're my soul mate in the future, so I don't want you taken by people." Answer it quickly.

"What did you say?" Jef asked again because he could not digest Mercia's words as fast as the train.

"Geez, you don't speak Indonesian?" Mercia rolled her eyes puffed. Then he reached out his hand and spoke in English. "My name is Cia, Mercia Quenby Wijaya. Your soul mate in the future."

Jef had no intention of returning Mercia's hand. However, unexpectedly the girl pulled her hand. "You're Jef Xavier Cameron, right? Today is your 10th birthday. I'm saying congratulations."

Jeff pulled his hand quickly. "Yes, thank you."

Mercia smiled. "You're so much better looking than you are in the photos."

Jef frowned. "You got a picture of me?"

Mercia nodded. "Every month my mom shows you a picture of you. Aunty Queen sent it."

"My mommy?"

Mercia again nodded. "My mother also said that in the future we will get married. So I should always be around you."

Jef grunted. "I don't want to marry you." Then he passed away.

Mercia followed him again. "You sure? I'm beautiful, all the guys at my school say that."

"But to me it's not." Jef continued walking to avoid Mercia.

Mercia sighed, and kept trying to get closer to Jef. Uncomfortable, Jef held back his steps. "Can't you just stick to me? I'm ashamed to see people." Reveal it in an annoyed tone.

"Why should I be ashamed?" Mercia asked with her innocent face.

Jef breathed a heavy sigh. "Don't be so close, you better keep your distance from me. Why don't you join them?" Pointing at the crowd of other girls.

Mercia looked at them lazily. "I don't like being with them, everyone keeps praising your good looks."

"I don't care, stay away from me." Furious Jef.

Sean, who was not far from there, looked. His forehead shriveled when he saw the son put on an annoyed face. He also approached them. "What's this, Son?"

Jef and Mercia looked over. Then without thinking much Jef was standing next to the Daddy.

Mercia smiled as she extended her hand. "Hi Uncle, I'm Mercia."

Sean nodded without replying to the girl's hand. Mercia quickly pulled her hand again. "Jef must be so handsome, it turns out that it was inherited from you huh?"

Sean didn't respond. This girl is very similar to her mother. Doesn't fit my son at all.

"Daddy, this girl keeps clinging to me and babbles incoherently. I don't like it." Jef to Sean.

Sean looked at his son. "If you don't like it, just ignore it. He'll be bored for a long time." He said as he glanced at Mercia who was still smiling kindly.

Jef let out a long breath, then glanced at Mercia at a glance. "I'm tired, can I go back to my room, Dad?"

"May, go." Sean's Law. Then Jef left. Mercia was about to follow the boy, unfortunately Sean held back the girl's small steps. "Where are you going?"

Mercia smiled so cutely. "Make sure my future husband is okay, Uncle."

Sean was surprised to hear that. This child is really shameless, definitely the result of his mother's upbringing.

"Didn't you see that? He rejected you."

Mercia smiled cheerfully. "He doesn't know me yet, Uncle. He'll like me if we know each other."

"But my son doesn't like aggressive women."

Sean took a short breath. "Forget it, don't follow my son. Let him rest."

"But the show...."

"The work is almost done." Refute Sean.

Mercia put on a sad face. "I still want to talk to him."

"Other times." After saying that, Sean left. Leaving Mercia who was still standing on the spot.

After Sean left, Mercia smiled again. Then with a nimble movement he ran towards Jef to leave. "I have to see him again. She must be lonely. But where's the room?"

The girl continued down the Michaelson residence while guessing where Jef's room was. Until his footsteps stopped right in front of the room door facing each other. He was very sure Jef's room was here because he had a peek at where the boy was going.

"Duh, which one is it? Left or right?" He looked indecisive, but the next second he was a little jolted because one of the bedroom doors was open. He showed a handsome-looking adult. Not only Mercia, the man also looked shocked upon seeing her.

Mercia's mouth slightly opened looking at the handsome man before her. Sharp eyes framed with thick eyebrows, a runny nose, thin lips clad with a firm jaw. What a perfect sculpture of God. He is Kingsley Michaelson. The longing man of all women for his good looks and fame in the business world.

King raised next to his eyebrows when he saw the dumbstruck Mercia. "Hey, what are you doing here, little girl?"

Mercia gasp. "Ah, I'm looking for Jef's room, Om."

What the... What did he call me? Om? Lucky you were a kid, kid. Inner King

King folded his hands on his chest. "You're a girl, why look for a guy's room, huh?"

Mercia smiled widely. "I just want to talk to him, Om."

King clucked. "Hey, stop calling me Om, I'm still young."

Mercia laughed a little. "I'm sorry, I'm confused what to call. Oh yeah, I'm Mercia." The girl extended her hand.

King rolled his lazy eyeballs. He knew who the child was in front of his eyes right now. "I know, you're Uncle Juna's daughter, right?"

Mercia was immediately sparkling. "So you know me? Am I that popular? Oh my goodness."

King glared at the confident Mercia's words. "Basic strange girl." Then he just left it.

"Hey, you haven't answered my question." Mercia Shouts.

"Don't bother him, he doesn't like being bullied. You can be eaten by him." Sahut King who then disappeared behind a sturdy wall.

Mercia clucked furiously as she folded her hands together on her chest. "Why is this guy here so expensive selling all the hell? But no problem, I won't give up. Mama says it takes extra effort to get the man of your dreams. But... That was good too. Why is everything so handsome? So confused which one of my soul mate. Never mind, whoever my soul mate is going forward. I must have the handsome and the rich."

After saying that, Mercia returned to the party venue casually. His stomach also felt hungry because it had not touched any food since.

****

"How was that?" Faizah looked at Mercia from behind the mirror. They are currently on their way home. Juna who had been focusing on driving also looked at it briefly.

Mercia who had been daydreaming had also turned her head. "Nothing special." Follow him lightly.

Faizah breathed a heavy sigh. "That's not what Mama meant. What about Jef? Your response to him."

Mercia was silent for a moment. "He's handsome, but he's arrogant."

Faizah smiled amusedly. "Your Papa used to be like that. Sok selling expensive, arrogant level of gods. But Mama kept pepeting until she got. The proof is now that Papa loves Mama."

Juna snorted as if to hear that.

Mercia folded her hands together on her chest. "But I met a more handsome man, did Mama know Papa? She's a little like Aunty Queen."

Juna and Faizah also threw eyes at each other. Then Faizah looked back. "You mean?"

"Maybe. Why did Mama and Papa not just match me with her? He's more mature. I'd rather her. Although Jef wasn't bad either." Reply Mercia gave her own response.

Faizah was surprised to hear that. Geez, don't tell me he's on my trail. I like men more mature.

Juna laughed amusedly at the expression of his daughter who had passed innocently. "I think he inherited you, Izah. Likes adult men over the same age."

Faizah grunts his head. "Honey, don't call me a diploma in front of Cia."

Juna was getting more and more stupefied. And that pissed Faizah off half to death. "Norgin."

Mercia who saw that could only shake her head. He was used to seeing the two interact like that.

Seriate....