HAREM THE RULER

FATHER AND DAUGHTER MEETING

Lazarus was examining Albert's report of Samantha, occasionally clenching her palms. She feels sad to be mixed with hatred for herself because of the loss of Angela and her child five years ago, making Angela endure her suffering alone.

"Is all this right? My daughter has leukemia and has to have surgery right away? It says if there is no bone marrow donor, do doctors recommend using baby?"

"Right sir, I asked the Doctor myself."

"Do you know what causes the disease?"

Albert took a breath, afraid that his Master was blaming himself even more, he was silent.

Lazarus stared at Albert's face, knowing that something was hidden. "Albert... "

Albert surrenders. "According to the Doctor, when Miss Samantha was born, Miss was exposed to infection and virus from the equipment or place Miss was born. In other words, his condition was less sterile, sir."

Lazarus throws stuff on the table, "Vincent, Marry! You two have really tested all my patience! I won't spare you both!" angry roar.

"What about everything else? Is there anything suspicious?"

"There's Master, someone watching over your Princess' room. I've taken it and secured it. There is also one of the nurses who always takes care of your Princess but it seems she is not a bad person, I asked her not to tell anyone, including Lady Angela. I've also transferred Your Daughter to Mr. Theo Hospital, in your special room if you're being treated there."

Lazarus did not want to linger, immediately moved from his seat. "Let's go there!"

Geck! Geck! Geck! Just as he was saying out, the door of the room was knocked.

"Lake in!"

The guard opened the door from the outside, and Angela came in with her face that was holding back anger.

Lazarus knitted his eyebrows together to see Angela's face. "Albert get out for a second!"

Albert immediately resigned.

"What's Kristine doing?" Lazarus passed his desk approaching Angela.

Angela tried to control her emotions, wanting to berate the man in front of her but he held her back. "Just want to ask your permission to go out with Young Master Sean. I promised I'd buy him a new crayon, he loved drawing."

"Hm, is that all?" Lazarus can't believe, if that's all why his face seems angry, is it possible that Angela knows she's carrying their child? No way! If true, Angela will go on a rampage right?

"Yes sir," replied Angela flatly.

"Alright, but tomorrow take the time to accompany Sean to the Party. I'll get the dress ready, you don't have to think about it."

Oh no! Tomorrow is my chance to take the documents, when everyone is watching the party. How'this? Anxious Angela.

"What's wrong?" Ask Lazarus.

"No sir, fine according to your orders. Then I leave now, young master is waiting for me," said Angela then immediately left.

Lazarus tapped his finger, thinking hard to feel something strange from Angela's attitude. "What is Angela? What documents were you talking about last night on the phone? Is that what I think it is? Vincent?"

After Angela leaves, Albert re-enters. Seeing that his Master was thinking hard, he just quietly waited.

"Albert!"

"Documents about Vincent you put in the safe, right?"

"Yes, sir, what's wrong?"

Lazarus. "No! You wait for me in the car, I'll catch up."

After being left alone, Lazarus immediately checked the safe. Open a series of codes, then retrieve a document from the inside.

"Is this what you're after Angela? All right, I'll help you. I don't know why you did it, but this is just a document, if I can get you back with this I'll give it." Lazarus reinserts the document into a safe, then enters the key code with a simple code, Angela's birthday.

Lazarus feels willing to lose anything, as long as Angela and her child return to him. He smiled, then immediately went out to see his daughter.

For the first time he was going to meet his son, in the car Lazarus was both nervous and happy.

"You're so happy sir?" Albert said while focusing on driving.

"you reckon? Not only am I happy but feeling my blood freeze, I will finally meet my son Albert!"

Albert felt happy, but he also had a great sin on his Master. His gaze instantly dimmed, he felt himself the most inexcusable person by his Master. He himself cannot forgive himself.

The car arrived at the Hospital, with Lazarus's quick steps followed by his guards in the back entering the elevator.

The elevator stopped on the floor where his son was, coming out of the elevator Lazarus suddenly silent in front of the slowly closed elevator door.

"What's up, sir?" Albert asked in surprise.

Lazarus took a deep breath, taking it out slowly. "Just a little nervous, this is what I always feel when I'm with Angela."

"Come on!" Lazarus continued in his footsteps.

Without knocking, Albert opened the door of the room where Samantha was.

The door slowly opened, Lazarus silently looked at the body of his leaning daughter sitting on her bed, her tiny face bowed, her knees raised like she was holding a picture book. Her tiny right hand was busy moving and her tiny lips were smiling.

Lazarus stepped into the room, slowly approaching the bed. "Samantha, my daughter."

Samantha raised her petite face, looking at the old man who called her Princess. "Whose uncle?"

Tears escaped Lazarus' eyes, staring at his pale-looking daughter. Feeling a pain in his heart when he saw it, felt that he had failed to become a father.

Daughter, give me a chance to make up for everything. I will sacrifice anything for your mother and you.

"I'm your father, baby."

Samantha still did not react, she just stared inexplicably. "My dad?"

"Your Daddy, someone who loves your mother and you love so much. Always Loving you both."

Finally Samantha understood, The father her mother never told her. A Father who, if he asks, never wants to talk about it.