Perfect Wife Azraell

Chapter 25: Just A Dream Or A Memories

"Reen, I'm sorry."

The woman wore a sincere smile filled with guilt. Dareen could feel the wind blowing lightly from the white-covered window. Delivering the dry aroma of foliage and the warmth of the sun. Nothing is more thrilling than feeling that you can't even breathe.

"Reen, sorry."

The deg!

Waking up all of a sudden, there was a warm liquid flowing through the corner of his eye. When the cold air from the AC of the hotel room lit up, in an instant made his tears cold as dew. The first thing he saw was the blurry ceiling of the room. A drop of tear escaped back, and his blurry vision diminished.

"I'm crying?" muttered.

He raised his hand, covered his face and muttered in a soft voice. "Ah, I really can't forget how much I want to forget. Kary, you really tortured me."

Dareen tilted her head. "Basic fool. How could I forget it? She's my sister."

There has been silence since his last word fell. He stared at the empty wall beside him and finally stood up, walked towards the bathroom and chose to rid himself of the cold sweat attached to his body.

Almost half an hour later, Dareen came out in a black T-shirt with white knee-length pants. Along with the ringing of his cell phone that echoed in the silent room. "Who is this?"

There's a name on his phone screen, Aileen.

A smile floated on her beautiful face. "Darling??" Huddling himself while drying his hair with a towel, Dareen first opened the conversation.

The voice there had a little bit of cheer. [Mama, Aileen misses you so much!]

Hearing him, Dareen commented a smile. "Mama also missed Aileen. Have you eaten? How was your day there??"

[Aileen has eaten 2 times, ma. Aileen will eat again soon. Grandma and grandpa play with Aileen. Then, aunty Vell invited Aileen to play at the amusement park!]

"Definitely fun ya~"

[When do you come home?]

Dareen looked out the window. "Mom's gonna be home in two days, huh? Mama's job isn't done. But mama promised, mama will bring Aileen souvenirs when she returns later. What does Aileen want?"

Aileen seemed to be silent for a while. [Aileen wants chocolate, ma. The one as big as Aileen's mattress.]

Dareen couldn't help but laugh, "Aileen could have a toothache if she ate that much chocolate."

[Hehe, anyway mama should hurry back, yaa~]

"Mn, it's time to eat, right? Mama shut it down, huh?" Dareen said softly.

[Yes ma. Aileen dear mama!]

Dareen waited for a few seconds before answering in a soft voice. "Mama loves you too, Aileen."

Then, the call ended, along with a pair of emerald beads staring at the thick black rectangular paper on the nightstand of the hotel room he was sitting on.

...***...

Hotel Lowsmoon, Amsterdam

At 10:30, hotel lights illuminate every corner. Even though it was already late at night, people would not be aware because the light was so dazzling and so bright. A line of luxury cars, limousines, lamborghinis, roll-royces, and other fantastically valuable cars take turns coming through the front gate and stopping in front of the entrance hall, a large gate with a red carpet that stretches from end to end.

Lostalion Awards.

The black limousine stopped in front of the building. When he arrived, the cameramen almost simultaneously paused their cameras. Guards around make sure that no one remains to turn on the camera both regular camera and cell phone camera. Then, they could not pay attention to the arrival of someone when the car door opened.

A pair of slender legs with heels cream tread on the red carpet. A semi-gray dress with a dark azure-colored bottom coats the woman's slender body. Dareen, with her plate hair strands arranged in such a way, formed a simple hairdo, but made her like a fairy.

Many whispers were heard, "Who is he?"

"What a beauty!"

"I just saw it, too. I think he should be an important person, because neither the photos nor the videos should be leaked to the public. The chairman said anyone who dares to photograph it secretly and publish it, will be punished severely."

Someone beside him muttered, "Wahh~ Who is he? With such a face, couldn't she be a top model? If it's hidden, won't it be in vain?"

His opponent said, "It is important we follow the orders of the chairman. We little people just need to obey our superiors to save our jobs. Don't look for trouble."

The other one nodded in understanding. "Yes, I get it. I'm just astonished. The world of the rich is hard to understand."

...***...

With steady steps, Dareen walked into the magnificent multi-storey building. A pair of emerald beads stared around him for a moment, before a voice stopped its pace. "Alexa?"

"Really! Alexa! What a coincidence to meet you in this little way!" The man spoke in a loud enough voice, almost making the attention of the people around him.

Dareen rolled up a smile and took out a glass of wine from the servant's hand and looked at the man. "Hi, Wille. Long time no see, how are you?"

Wille Leoparde—man suit ash suit, laughing. "Haha! As you can see. Exceptionally well. I became a small business man. You can visit my company anytime, oh, and don't forget to bring gifts."

Dareen chuckled, "You said small businessman. But you can get in here."

"Isn't it true? I'd be ashamed to admit my company is big in front of a big boss like you. Frankly, I was still amazed when I remembered that you were the successor of Parvaita Corp."

Dareen shook her head, "Are you insulting me?"

"I'm kidding! Just kidding!" Laughing, he looked around. "If you look for him, he's upstairs. You can go in there."

Dareen. "Mn, I'm leaving. Enjoy your success as the biggest modeling agency, Wille."

Wille winked, "Of course."

...***...

Stepping over a long corridor, Dareen stopped in front of an elevator. There's a unique emblem on the elevator door, a sunflower. There were two guards standing guard in front of the elevator, and seeing Dareen coming, they stopped him. "You are not allowed to enter this elevator. Please find another elevator."

"Why not?" Dareen asked with furrowed brows.

"It's none of your business. But you better get going." Answer the guard indifferently.

Dareen looked at the two. "Soge away."

But the two guards did not flinch. Dareen was about to make another sound just as a voice came from behind Dareen. "Miss Alexa?"

Dareen. There's a middle-aged man in front there, dressed in a neat suit. He furrowed his brows together with the two guards behind him who immediately bowed respectfully. "Mr Arsein."

"During the meeting, Arsein."