Incess Ice Beams

Chapter 28 - Hair Clamp

Azka POVs

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I stared in wonder at my cold daughter who was bowed with a trembling body, after ten minutes she did not make the slightest sound I became worried about her. Even though he was hostile to me after I married Fania.

But, regardless of her nature she was still my dearest daughter who always treated my longing for Diana.

"What's up, son?"

He seemed to be a little jolted at my question, and at once he raised his head and looked at me fiercely. Until I make my fur stand made.

He still looked at me sharply with his brown eyes, just like his mother.

"This is what well, please clear!" yell Imas a little loud.

Contact my sense of vision perfectly rounded seeing the thing I had been hiding from him in front of me right now. He smiled bitterly at the shabby piece of newspaper in front of us.

My lips were confused to see my daughter holding back the cry in front of me, it turned out that she already knew about this? how far does he know?

I rearranged my breathing after feeling my left chest feel hot, my esophagus was also blocked from seeing the girl's eyes in front of me teary.

I smiled forcefully, "Where did gold come from?"

"Is that important?" the question came back while looking at me with his wet eyes.

My guilt returned again, seeing my only girl almost cry.does she have to know the truth? looks like this charade should have ended.

But I will not be careless, I will no longer lose the person I love the most a second time.

I took a deep breath, should I tell Imas? but will he accept it?

The Azka POV End

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The two of them were confused in their minds, forgetting their interlocutors.

Azka seemed to think hard to deny the evidence in front of him, while Imas tried to hold back his tears so as not to shed again.

Azka's fine-striped forehead seemed to squint at the red eyes of Imas, instead of being afraid but she was more worried about her daughter's condition.

Imas again clucked bitterly, because he did not get the slightest answer. He squeezed the edge of his shirt to create folds there.

The IMAS POV

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I looked down again, "Gold has not much time!"

"What do you want an answer?"

"Gold wants an honest answer without a lie!" I said steady, without a doubt.

I looked at papa riled up, did I force papa too much? but I also don't want to continue to get caught up in this situation, no matter how I have to get the answer now!

Papa seemed to smile thinly at me, making me feel even more guilty. But I wasn't good at expressing it until I just looked at papa flat.

I looked at Papa again, as if asking for an explanation. But papa's still tight-lipped. Then how else should I be?!

"Papa said is this news true?!!" I screamed a little.

I fell silent again, seeing papa's response. Out of suspicion papa just smiled as he headed towards me and scrambled my hair slowly.

"Gold wants the answer, right?" ask papa with raised eyebrows.

I nodded enthusiastically still with a flat look. Papa chuckled softly and

open the drawer on his desk, then take one thing from there.

"Don't you remember this??"

Papa pushed the hairpin gently until it was right in front of me. I squeaked a little at the flops, like a stranger.

"Who's this, Pah?"

Papa then smiled grievously again to make me wonder.

"Try to see it well."

I focused my mind on the green hairpin with the watermelon, but nothing. There is no picture of Imas.

"Golden no snot!" my lament.

"Remember, Papa wants to make coffee first."

I was still staring at this thing in front of me, my smile began to expand again considering there was something stuck in my memory.

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