
The news of Hardin's accident has been widely reported by the mass media. The reporters had already filled the hospital lobby to ask for permission to see Hardin for an interview. However, it was clearly a difficult matter as Hardin had hired a security team to prevent reporters from meeting him.
There is a risk that his skit will be revealed if he is determined to accept the interview. Most journalists today are far more critical and able to detect conspiracies in a short period of time. That's what Hardin avoids to make sure all his plans are safe and run according to the groove.
"Tania, what's wrong with you?" Benjamin touched the shoulder of the black-haired girl next to him. He was in the hospital to visit Hardin.
"It's okay, Uncle," replied Tania.
"Your face looks pale, Tania. You sick?"
The girl shook her head. "Maybe just a little tired."
Benjamin's outstretched hand was about to stroke Tania's pale white cheeks. However, just as her fingertips were landing, the girl was reflexively grimacing in pain. Instantly, Tania realized that she had just signaled to Benjamin that her cheek was hurting.
"What's wrong with you, Tania? Is anyone sick?" ask Benjamin suspiciously.
"Uncle, I'm fine. Really!"
Benjamin knew that Tania was lying. But, urging Tania to say the matter would also not get any results. He had known Tania since the girl was born. More or less, Benjamin understands the character of Tania who is not easy to tell his personal problems to anyone even though it includes the closest people though.
"Uncle know you're in trouble, Tania!" benjamin said softly. "When you want to tell a story, come to Uncle." He rubbed Tania's head. "You know that your father left you to me, right? Uncle will feel very guilty if you suffer without Uncle's knowledge."
Tania shook her head quickly. He went down Benjamin's arm to look for the man's palm. After getting it, Tania smiled and clasped Benjamin's large fingers tightly.
"Uncle has taken very good care of me. Whatever happens, I promise. I'll tell Uncle all my problems."
"Promise?"
"Of course" nodded Tania.
I swear on anything! Pretending to look okay is very difficult for Tania to do. If he obeys the ego and the will of the heart, he wants it to feel like he is squandering in Benjamin's arms and tells about Gaston and Julia's treatment of him. For sure, the family's personal lawyer will act quickly to deal with Gaston. However, Tania was now starting to feel a little afraid to take such an extreme step. He did not want to, if Hardin again will be a victim because his selfish actions save themselves.
"What about your marriage and Gaston? Did he treat you well?"
The wound was cut again. Tania this time finally failed to maintain tears so as not to shed wet the cheeks. Benjamin's successful question made him endure the pain of the invisible.
"Why are you crying, Tania? Did Gaston treat you badly?"
Tania shakes. "He's good" he replied lying.
"Then why are you crying?"
Tania. His mind was knitting a new thread of lies for him to give to Benjamin. All for the sake of ensuring Hardin's safety even though he knew that Benjamin would definitely feel hurt and not be considered if all these lies were exposed one day.
"I.." Tania bit her lower lip. "I just didn't think that there was a man who would marry a blind girl like me."
Benjamin took a breath. He knew that Tania was lying again. He's upset. But not to Tania but to herself. Benjamin just felt that maybe he was still considered a stranger by Tania so the girl was still not open in telling stories.
"Uncle is grateful if it turns out Gaston can make you happy."
The conversation closed as Benjamin's phone rang. The man was asked to go to the office immediately because there were important clients who wanted to meet. Inevitably, Benjamin had to say goodbye even though he still felt dissatisfied because he did not get any information from Tania's mouth.
"Good, Tania!" The applause made Tania flinch. "If you behave like this obedient child since yesterday, it's impossible for your Uncle to be lying in a sickle bed right now!" said Gaston who had been overseeing the talks between Tania and Benjamin. The man had thought about coming out of hiding if Tania intended to complain to the Gregson family lawyer. Fortunately, it turns out that Tania slowly began to be invited to work well together.
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Elsewhere, at a famous fashion magazine cover photo shoot, Sharon was busy changing costumes for her next theme shoot. Although the age has entered the head of five, but it should be admitted that Sharon's body still looks sexy and toned because of regular exercise, a healthy diet and rarely consume alcohol.
"Give me my phone! Hurry along!" sharon yelled arrogantly to her assistant as she raised her hand.
The assistant swiftly gave the phone the artist requested after lifting the call first. So, Sharon directly stuck the flat object to her ear without the need to bother lifting the call again.
"Yes, Honey?"
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"Yes, you just come here. I miss you too."
After closing with a kiss, the call was closed Sharon. The middle-aged woman smiled happily as she stared at herself in front of the mirror once more.
"Do I look perfect?" he stood up and walked in front of his assistant.
Inevitably, the rather full-bodied woman nodded in forced fashion. If he said no, Sharon would immediately badmood and himself who would be the target of tantrums.
Exactly two hours later, the photo shoot was finally completed. Sharon had changed into a tight, mint dress, with a low, long cleavage that could barely cover her entire butt. The shoulder-length wavy blonde hair that he had was left unraveled. Pink nude lipstick polish is added to the lips that have been colored since.
"Darling!" peekik Sharon was happy when the leaning finally came.
The young man who was even far below Gaston's age hugged Sharon's body without awkward. Without looking around, he kissed Sharon's lips so fiercely that it made the middle-aged woman soar into the seventh sky.
"Want to the hotel? I miss you" whispered Sharon in the young man's ear.
"Could only. But, what did I ask you to provide?" the young man asked without removing his hands from Sharon's waist.
Sharon smiling. He opened the handbag he was carrying and pulled out a wad of money from inside. The young man immediately smiled widely and his hands were swiftly about to grab the green sheet from Sharon's grasp.
"Games!" Sharon hastened to secure the money back. "There are conditions..," he said, glancing mischievously.
The young man in white with spots in the area of his nose and cheeks immediately understood the intent of the woman who was even much older than his biological mother.
"I'm gonna make you scream for mercy on me tonight, Sharon!" whispered the rebellious young man raised Sharon's passion at the highest peak.
The two kiss back. The more wild that Sharon's body had been squeezed into the wall by the young man. Dan, not long... BuGH!
An empty can of soda fell on the back of the young man's head, who was currently kissing Sharon's neck.
"Who is that?" shouted the angry young man. Sharon was no less emotional because her pleasure was disturbed by others.
"How dare you interrupt my pleasure! You don't know who I am, do you?" hardik Sharon to a man who still has not seen his face because he is standing in the area where the lights have been turned off by the crew.
The man then casually walked up to Sharon and leaned in. And... In a split second, Sharon held her breath as the man's face was now clearly visible to her pair of suddenly condensing eyes.
"Are you not ashamed to play with a woman you deserve to call Mom?" asked the man in Sharon's arms.
"It's none of your business!"
The man laughed. Both of his hands were casually put into his pants pocket while looking at Sharon with a sinister look as well as disgust.
"When are you going to change, Mrs Sharon? Why is your attitude still cheap like this?"
"How dare you insult my lover like that!"
The young mistress Sharon was about to advance hit the mysterious man. However, his hand was held firmly by the middle-aged woman who suddenly pias.
"Why arrest me? Is he your affair?" ask the berondong.
Sharon shakes. His tongue was too thick to answer.
"You're saying I'm his affair?" The man laughed. "I'm not as low as you, man!"
"Say, Honey! She who?" ask Sharon that.
Sharon's still sculpting. The face had re-exposed a wound that had not completely dried.
"He's... My son!" lirih Sharon who suddenly made the eyes flocked round.