
"You sure you want to keep following him, Rel?" Clair who was behind the wheel had warned. Because, Benny who they follow at this time seems to have realized that the car is long-tailed. That was why their path ahead was very slow and unclear of its direction. It's been an hour that the car drove, circling the city alone.
"We are highly suspect. Even the car plates are definitely being searched for." Tukas Bella's.
"Leave it. Oh, that's fake." Answer Richi cuek.
The ringing of the mobile phone made everyone look back. Olivia picked it up.
"Daren, what's wrong? Kan, I told you that I was-Apaa!"
Olivia's screams again made everyone turn to her.
"Ah, yes-yes. I'm going home." Olivia quickly shut her phone.
"Clair, let's turn the wheel, drive me home. Daren's father headed to my house while Daren was locked up in his room. Come on, Clair, I'm afraid something's happened to you." Urge the girl. Panic, of course, he felt when he heard the news that the authoritative man of the king's descendants was heading to his house.
"How, Rail?" Clair needs approval.
"Gas."
Clair directly poked the gas through Benny's car. Olivia who panicked in the car made Clair also tense up and cut off all the vehicles in front of him.
"Clair, are you crazy?! Careful, dong." Bella who had held the seat in front of her. While Richi was calmly staring at the large buildings from the glass windows. Not panicking, he's entrusted the car and his life to Clair.
In less than an hour, Clair managed to stop the car right in Olivia's yard.
The girl quickly ran out when she found a black luxury car with a state flag parked in front of her house.
Olivia stopped at the door. There, he saw Elisha standing down. In front of him, a man in a gray suit, also two people in black suits behind him.
The presence of Olivia attracts the attention of all who are in the house. Elisha raised his face and shook his head at Olivia who had suddenly arrived. The mother was worried, afraid that Olivia would be hurt.
Olivia looked down as Orlando Wycliff walked up to her.
"Olivia, the girl who secretly dares to date my son is my only way."
Olivia swallowed her saliva. His hands shook hearing the man's baritone voice.
"Great, Elisha. You raised my son and your son together, then brought them both closer together. Your way needs to be appreciated."
"It's not your fault. It's my fault."
"Olivia!" At Elisha's touch, he rounded his eyes and ordered Olivia not to answer a word.
Orlando laughed a little. "That's it, huh?"
No one's making a sound. The two bowed as Orlando stared in turn.
"Today I'm being kind. Don't hear me hear you and Daren getting involved in any feelings." Orlando turned to Elisa.
"You know the law best in my house. You taught my son well, didn't you teach your son? Know, Elisha, I have been kind to you because of your devotion to me for many years. But that doesn't mean you can try to get into my palace by pulling Daren for your son. Low-class people like you, should be able to reflect well."
After saying that, Orlando walked out of Olivia's house. He finds Richi and the others standing in front of a red car that he knows must belong to General Wiley's son.
"Tell your father as soon as possible to return my message." Orlando told Richi with a smile, then he got into his car.
All breathed a sigh of relief as the car with the country flag left the courtyard. Everyone went into the house to see Olivia.
Elisa sat on the sofa. She was crying, as was Olivia sitting under her mother's feet.
"Sorry Oliv, Mother." The girl wiped away the tears. He had not expected an authoritative Orlando on television to be able to demean his mother.
There was no answer other than the crying of Elisha. Seeing that, Richi and the others slowly retreated, giving space for the mother and child.
"Daren told me that his father's meeting will be in Ventown tonight. Somehow I'm sure it has something to do with Benny considering they're old friends." Richi stared at the clock on his phone screen.
"You know what we're gonna do tonight, right? Get that ready, 'cause I'm going back to Ventown."
"Ready!" Clair and Bella.
Richi gets in his car and speeds up to watch Hugo's game which will take place soon and maybe, he will miss the first ten minutes of the show.
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"Can I come in?"
Erine nodded in understanding then she headed to where the dressing room was.
At first glance he could see how shocked Hugo was. He just went inside to change clothes with a smile on his face.
"I don't want to continue this." Hugo threw the script, then walked out. But in front of the door, Mira stood quietly.
"Hugo, what's wrong with you?"
"Where's Laura? Isn't my partner Laura?"
"She was ill and could not continue this. You take it easy, the girl has already memorized the script."
"I can't be with him. I quit."
"Hugo, you can't do this. Look at the other players, they're tired and you decided unilaterally? Then look at." Mira opened a little red curtain nearby.
"There have been rectors and deans from various faculties who watched this event. Our dean will definitely feel played with and humiliated if you do this. Moreover, the rector, he's the one who asked you and you agreed to." Mira was convincing.
"Hugo, Mira's right. We're tired of training every day and it'll all be worth it if you cancel it. Let's finish this, just 20 minutes, right?"
A drama figure commented and was justified by the others.
"I've cut the messrainya scene, so you're just running as usual, right?" Hugo couldn't escape. He exits the room to the entrance of the guests, looking for Richi's figure to tell him about this. He didn't want the girl to misunderstand. Richi's number is also inactive.
Hugo reads Richi's last message. The girl said it was likely that she would come in the final part of the story because she was stuck in traffic.
"Arrkh!" Hugo shouted almost slammed his phone. "Damn!" Its meaning.
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Richi enters the theater room when everything is dark except the stage. He stood looking at his lover. The man was expressionless, making Richi laugh. Funny, he thought.
The girl spread her eyes towards where her stool should be. He saw the bench number on the ticket. Yes, it looks like the number is the front bench but the row is fully loaded.
"Commissioner, do you know where this seat number is?" Richi asked the guard standing by the door.
"Oh, this is the front. But.." The guard looked ahead.
"The body is full. I'll be ahead for a minute."
"no need. Eumm. just show me the empty bench." Richi said to the guard, he did not want to damage the concentration of players where the front bench is the closest to the stage.
"Here." The officer pointed to a chair not far near him. The top seat.
Richi sat down immediately. Well, he sighed after running along the aisle of the business faculty so as not to miss out on the final part of the show.
Not so visible. Richi also can't see who Hugo's co-star is because the girl turns her back on the audience. But his voice was quite audible.
Richie pulled out his phone. He read Hugo's last message telling him not to come to the show. "Why did you keep me from coming?"
He ignored Hugo's message and began recording the man. He zoomed in on the video until Hugo's face was clearly plastered on his phone screen.
"Maybe you didn't know I was present, Hugo. That's why I'm recording this. Sorry, I'm late." Say it a little loudly so that it sounds in the video and it will send it later.
Richi stared at his phone screen with a big smile. Feeling both proud and amazed when the man is now on stage with a very large audience.
But the smile did not last long as he found Erine's face also plastered on the screen of his phone.
Richi was silent staring long enough at the dance scene. His eyes dared to look directly. And right, it's Erine.
Richi wants to fold the phone but is stuck on the screen, clearly enough he sees a real kiss scene.
Richi held her breath. Slowly his eyes looked up at the stage, where the sound of the audience was heard echoing.
Not with Richie. He felt something bitter in his mouth. The girl's hand shook until she dropped her phone.
His feelings, that very second, were shattered into pieces. Richi looked down as her tears spilled. It was different from the audience in the room. They stand up to give a standing applause, appreciating the beautiful and touching performance that has just been presented.
Richi stood up, quickly he came out of the room as his ears grew hot to hear the comments of people who said how similar the two players were.
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