Port of Love Sang Casanova

THE PCSC 27

"Like that tisue, it will be in its rightful place" Radit said then rose.

Mira looked furious and stared intently at her son, the son who had hated her so much.

"What do you mean Marvel?" snapped it.

Radit returned his mother's gaze calmly.

"I said I would also keep the company stable from hypocritical humans who could destroy the future of the company. Did I offend you, Miss Mira? Are you planning to destroy your own company so you're offended?" ask Radit calmly.

Mira just closed her eyes, the atmosphere was getting colder. Micel simply clenched his hands while glancing at the four people in front of him in turn.

"Sister, can you be more polite?" micel asked who did not accept Radit's words. Radit looked at Micel and smiled faintly.

"You shut up" said Radit coldly.

Micel closed his eyes, always like this. Radit always ignored himself. Amy's grandmother walked up to Radit and rubbed his granddaughter's back. Grandpa Rey looked at the mother and the child alternately.

"Marvel, she's your mother. Don't be like this" his grandfather said.

"I didn't say anything about him kem. It was noon, I left first," Radit said then waltzed away.

"Marvel," the voice stopped Radit's steps.

Radit stopped but remained in his position, waiting for the person who called him to walk towards him. Mira stood in front of Radit and looked at that handsome and cold figure. He smiled calmly.

"You can hate mama, who is obviously your mother!" he said firmly.

Radit only fell silent, his hands were notoriously strong. Mammy? What kind of mother would break her child's trust? Radit shook his head then stepped away. Mira smiled sinisterly as she watched Radit's back move away from her.

"I'm your mother, I can control you, too" she said, then walked away.

Only Micel and Grandma were left in the dining room. Micel drew closer to his grandmother and looked at the elderly woman.

"Nobody hates you, Brother Marvel loves you very much too. Just be patient, it all takes time" said his grandmother.

"Now depart. You have to get good grades" said his grandmother.

Micel nodded then kissed his grandmother's hand and walked away.

Amy's grandmother walks to see Mira out there, she observes a very beautiful expanse of plants. Mira seemed to be talking to someone with a phone line. Then Amy's grandmother approached after Mira finished her conversation.

"What are you planning?" ask grandma Amy. Mira turned her head towards her mother who was now looking at her sharply.

"What do you want to know? I have a lot of plans for us, you know Zifana? Princess of Raharja winata? He loves Marvel so much, he just asked for time to meet Marvel. I hope Marvel will agree to this meeting" he said.

"Marvel can find his own partner" said Amy's grandmother.

"I know, but not necessarily Marvel's choice of person who's worth our mom. Let me take part" said Mira.

"You can't force her, Mira" said Amy's grandmother.

"I'm entitled to Marvel. However I am his mother" said Mira.

"Whether you prepare, we immediately go to the office right now," said Mira then breezed away.

Amy's grandmother breathed a rough sigh, Mira? His daughter was a very strong woman. Even his relationship with his son has not improved, he has planned something that is not necessarily agreed and approved by his son.

Amy's grandmother sighed violently then prepared to pick up the bag and stepped towards the parking lot followed by a few maids who opened the car door. Mira glanced at her mother and smiled.

"We're leaving now, mother," she said, then got into the car after the waiter opened the car door.

Mr. Hanan, the family's personal driver drove the car at a speed while splitting the street crowds quietly.

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