Genius Children: Between Hate and Miss

Share Ownership Deed

Tania stared at the tall, sturdy building up ahead with a rough sigh. In front of him was one of the skyscrapers belonging to his former father-in-law. Jonathan Vincent, the father of Xander Vincent Pramono asked the woman to come to the company to discuss something important.

"Actually there's something important about what made Mr Jonathan ask me to come to the company? Hasn't the work been discussed some time ago? Then why did he ask me to come here again?" Tania made her way without taking her eyes off the building ahead.

Sighing heavily and again saying, "I'd better go in and find out for myself what his true purpose is." Then he swung his legs that level into the office building owned by the Vincent Pramono family.

The receptionist who was on guard at that time immediately invited Tania into the highest floor of the building. Several times in and out of Jonathan's company make beautiful women in neat clothes are no stranger to the oriental face of Tania. They never make it difficult for beautiful women.

"Good day, Miss Tania." Laura, Xander's secretary who now works for the big boss-call for Jonathan greets the kindly one of the reliable architectures at the Johan Architecture company. The woman smelled a smile on her face as she passed Tania.

Tania returned the greeting kindly. "Jiang, Miss Laura. Is Mr Jonathan in the room? I asked him to come here." The woman conveyed her intention and purpose coming to the company.

Laura who was standing behind the desk replied, "There is. It just so happened that Mr. Jonathan had been waiting for this." Exotic-skinned women walked over to Tania. "Let's drive Miss into the room."

Xander's personal secretary walks in front of Tania, guiding the family's former son-in-law Vincent Pramono. The two beautiful women stepped down the hallway of the company that looked so silent. Understandably, on the floor there is only the CEO room, personal assistant and secretary desk only so that ordinary workers are not seen and pass on the floor.

"Please, Miss." Laura pushed the brown door open wide. Previously the woman was difficult to first knock on the door and was given permission by the owner of the room.

Tania walked into the room and revealed a sweet smile at the corner of her lips. "Hello, Mr Jonathan, how are you?" greet the woman.

Jonathan who was focused on the monitor screen immediately looked up his head and looked closely at the woman in front of him. He put the glasses on his nose and said, "Alhamdulillah well. I thought you weren't coming."

The corner of Tania's lips was pulled upwards forming an arch like an arrow bow. "Yes, Om, Tania promised to come here."

"Sit down, Tania," Jonathan tells his former son-in-law who may soon be his son-in-law if fate reunites Xander and Tania.

Tania thanked him, then took a seat in front of Jonathan. Just as Tania was sitting, the door of the room was wide open and Imran came with a brown map flanked by her armpits.

Tania's forehead frowned as Xander's personal assistant walked over to Jonathan. What's he doing here? Then, what files did he bring? A million questions came up. I wanted to ask, but it felt impolite to ask questions of his former father-in-law.

Jonathan smiled with satisfaction at the hard work of Imran - the son of his former confidant. It would not be wrong if he made Imran as Xander's assistant because the man was reliable in every way.

"Open up." Jonathan thrusts the chocolate map in front of Tania, where the middle-aged man's speech makes Arsenio's biological mother wonder.

"What is this, sir?" ask Tania. He was still confused why his former in-laws gave him the map that Imran had just handed over.

"Look at it for yourself, you'll know after opening it."

With trembling hands, Tania grabbed the map and opened it slowly. When the taut fingers spit out their contents, the woman's eyes widened. The heart feels stopped beating and the sound is stuck in the throat when his brown iris sees a copy of the stock ownership deed in the name of the prince of love.

"I-this ... copy of the ownership deed? Why on behalf of Arsenio, sir?" stuttering Tania still can't understand why Jonathan gave her a copy of the deed.

Jonathan propped up his chin with the back of his hand. "As we all know, Arsenio is Xander's flesh and blood, and that means your son is my grandson. Even if you and Xander have separated, Arsenio is still part of Vincent Pramono's family."

"You've had a lot of trouble raising Arsenio alone. During the night, rain and heat you are willing to work to meet the needs of my beloved grandson. Even you are willing to do anything as long as Arsenio gets a decent life." Jonathan got up from the chair, then stood beside Tania. "Om know how difficult it is to be a single parent, a lot of time is wasted just because you are too busy working. Therefore, Om wanted to give a little share of the company in favor of Arsenio. Counting as savings for my grandson's future."

"But this is too much, Om. I ... can't accept it," Tania refused subtly. Although everything Jonathan said was true, he did not want to take advantage of the circumstances to dredge up his former-in-law's wealth.

Living alone, raising her son without the help of anyone is difficult, but Tania sincerely does it all for the sake of her love. Tania Principle, while being able to why should trouble others especially he is still healthy and fit so there is no reason to stand idly by, hoping for one's mercy.

Jonathan's hand patted Tania's shoulder gently. "Nothing is excessive, Tania. It is precisely Om who feels this is not worth what you have done to Arsenio. All this time you educate and raise him well until he grows into a child who has good ethics and also great."

"Thanks to your mercy, at my old age, Om could see my own grandson. Playing and joking with Arsenio is an entertainment for me. Om doesn't know what would have happened if if you had abandoned Arsenio you might have lived in nothing forever."

When he said the last sentence tight in the chest, Jonathan felt. Can't imagine if Tania used to be khilaf and even do silly by aborting the womb because of the pain of slander alleged to her maybe there is currently no lineage of the Vincent Pramono family. Though there may not be as good and bright as Arsenio. It could be that his granddaughter is actually a burden on the family because it was born from the womb of a cheap woman like Lidya.

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