Nanny's Beloved Genius Child

Chapter 46 Is Not a Friend

In every corner of the room sparkling lights decorated by glass tassels, even though only the dim light produced by the luxurious lamp. Various types of dessert banquets served on a long table covered with cloth sewn by a professional tailor.

Only upper social men dared to set foot there, only the beautiful and handsome waitresses and waitresses could serve banquets and drinks between them. Some who filled the room were either brilliant humans who reached the peak of success or their foolish descendants who happened to inherit its glory.

Beginners who have just entered the world of social association, think the main cast at this non-playful party event is a businessman whose achievements are also not kidding.

Among the young girls, many are queuing up to feel the warm embrace of the figure of Ethan the young heir with a face and a fairly bright future, especially this man is still single.

However, it is almost an open secret among seniors if the main cast who held the inauguration party of his throne is only one of the descendants of the fool, not the brilliant who built his success.

The dream of every woman in the corner of the room, had just arrived. Not a playboy or a scandal-maker like Ethan or Emily the brother and sister, but a man who always sparkles with his glory, without any stone that can make him stumble.

Clean and healthy, in the eyes of people.

Anyone who has the above attention will always be in the spotlight at every meeting between social groups. Jamie George was born into the right family.

Being one of the advantages for Emily, can show off the diamond pinned on her finger paired with the man.

With hands intertwined with each other, Emily and her proud husband stepped closer to the main character who is Emily's own younger brother, Ethan.

"Congratulations on the throne of Mr. C-E-O, please take care of the company, do not hide behind the skirt of an assistant or secretary huh?" cibir Emily, the volume is small but the tone is high.

"Oh, dear Millie, are you enjoying the food? If you don't feel right for the food, please tell your husband to take you home soon, can't you eat your own family's food?"

Ethan's loud voice was clearly heard in the crowd, blatantly driving his own brother out of the party. Attention focused on the two most influential people at the party.

Emily's biological mother, who did not accept her daughter, received such treatment in public, pulled her son's arm and glared at her.

"Emily is sensitive to bacteria, you pay a cheesy chef at your house so Emily has to have an allergic disorder. You as his sister don't know that?" jamie replied to him.

Booms.

Everyone's view changed instantly.

"So he's that kind of person?"

"Geez, with her brother alone does not care, let alone on her partner later?"

"I told you Jamie George is a real man!"

"Firstily! He didn't stand idly by once his wife was almost dropped!"

The deadly whispers that define every inch of reputation, speech are easy, but herding and keeping the opinion of the whisperers in the safe zone is an ability that only a few percent of people in the world can do.

Who says Jamie's telling you a fact? All just engineering. But people easily believe that Jamie is the one who said it.

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Same night, but a completely different place and class. Melody enjoys a music show aired from the school fund, special for guests who used to sit on the same bench.

A fruit cocktail and mango juice. Alumni visitors of different ages gathered in a massive reunion. Always the same every show, Melody and Aditya are always present even without Glenn because Glenn does not like to go to events that he thinks are not useful. Same with Sasha.

The lights brighten the stage in the evening before night. Many people were satisfied and went home, many came and wanted to start.

As usual, Melody sat down with a stranger instead of seeing her old friend. Deliberately stay away from Aditya and do not want to interfere with his togetherness with his friends.

"Hello osis chief," call one of the familiar men.

Melody looks over, Tristan. For a long time he had not seen the sweet face of the destroyer of the man's household. The call cut short the conversation between Melody and a woman who was two years under her.

He then refocused on the famous haired woman in front of him, the woman was about to say goodbye.

"What's your name?" intercept Melody while you still have time.

"Lola." He waved his hand.

Replied by the wave of the hand, Melody did not see the flame of the woman's hair again later. He sat down with a man who had never greeted him at an alumni meeting before.

"Why? Sad that your woman's back on the right track?" he asked while twirling the black plastic straw on his iced coffee cup.

Tristan is quite strange tonight because usually women will swarm men as sweet as this, let alone he often serve them.

"Let's see, actually I'm not really enjoying the party tonight. I came here to see you" said the man who felt himself a sinless, wounded angel.

"But there's no way I'm saying everything here, we're going to Melody's bar" the man continued.

An uneasy feeling arises as soon as he intends to leave Aditya, who has already led him to the party. Melody got up and was about to look for Aditya right then and there, but when she turned her head the man she was going to look for was behind her.

The look on his face was delighted and Aditya exhaled his breath in relief once he found Melody. Without warning, Melody pulled Aditya from the crowd so that Melody could farewell properly.

"The young man's your taste?" chirp Aditya, with a curious and serious look.

Melody strongly denied of course, "stupid! I'm not interested in unstable children." How could he think there.

Without further ado, Melody said straight to the point, "i have to go, is it okay if you go home alone?"

The hallways of the building that was not illuminated was enough to scare Melody, occasionally she was curious and glanced at the dark hallway, and ended up goosebumps herself.

But for Aditya there is something more important than that, his instinct is to say that Melody wants to go with the playboy young man. But what can he do.

"OK," this was the only answer he could get out.

Realizing she was just a friend to Melody, who she was going to go out with and date was none of her business. But his heart remained unsettled and always asked to be spoken of that long-buried feeling.

Melody had only taken two steps forward leaving her.

"Melody," he called out, that one word came out without excuse.

The woman was able to feel the atmosphere around her changing. He stopped his steps, but hesitated to turn around before the man said what purpose to call him again.

"I used to like you too, I bet by being by your side the entire time I could snatch you in a period of at most three years. But even if you never glance at me after a lot of effort and time I spent with you guys," Aditya said.

"My heart was tired and sick because of that I busied myself after graduation, looking for new friends at university" he continued.

Melody twisted her body, the man's face looked serious and her heart could not bear if her dear friend had to be hurt again now. How can Melody not realize the hidden intentions of her own friend who is actually in the bottom of her heart does not intend to be a friend.

"Now?" ask Melody to make sure.

"The feeling grew stronger, especially after attending Glenn's wedding. It felt like God was giving me that opportunity to express my feelings."

He drew himself closer in front of Aditya, his right hand raised to gently rub the man's cheek. Hearts were not something that could be given just like that without any strong desire, Melody had not had such a strong desire to give her heart to this man.

Not a word out of the mouth of the woman he loved, Melody lowered her face, a drop of tears flowing down Melody's cheeks and fingers. It was those fingers that wiped his tears, but could not erase the pain in the depths of his heart.

Aditya realized, no words came out meaning no feelings for him. The tall, athletic man was crying on the shoulders of women he could never reach.