Trapped in the Love of the President

Chapter 107

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The next day, Amira and the others returned to Amigos early in the morning. Their return schedule was forced to change because Vincent got a sudden job that he had to take care of.

"You don't have to go home, honey. I'll pick him up again" said Vincent, stroking his girlfriend's hair slowly when they were in the car.

"It's okay to come home, Vin. All want to be clean. Pity you go back and forth just to pick me up, "reject Amira while leaning her head on Vincent's shoulder.

"Pity Lucas Kali, Ami. It's the one who's driving" said Tiffany, who was sitting in the front seat.

"Cieeee .. now that she's got her boyfriend," Amira made Lucas and Tiffany's faces flushed.

Vincent scrunched his forehead in wonder. "When did they get it?" tanyanya.

"Since last night," replied Amira casually getting a sharp glare from her current best friend.

Vincent chuckled at the shocking news this morning. He did not expect his assistant to be able to establish relationships with women as well.

"Don't laugh, brother!" tiffany protests to Vincent, while Lucas just cleared his throat without saying anything.

"Who started shooting first?" asked Vincent after he had eased his laughter.

"Yes I dong, Brother. Where could he be" said Tiffany with a sour face.

"I thought so," said Vincent, a beard. Amira laughed amusedly listening to the conversation, while Lucas just kept quiet while focusing his gaze on the streets.

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Arriving at the apartment, Amira tidied up the equipment she had brought to her place of origin and put her dirty clothes into the washing machine. Vincent and Lucas head straight to the office after dropping Amira off at the apartment and Tiffany at her house.

Amira cleaned up Vincent's apartment. After he finished, he immediately cleaned himself up as well, then fixed his suitcase back by filling it with items he would bring back to Serenity City. The plan is two days away, he will return to his hometown with Vincent. He wanted to tell his mother about the happy news of him at this time, even though he was not sure his mother would be happy to hear it.

Vincent's apartment doorbell rang when Amira was busy fixing her suitcase. The girl frowned in surprise, "Is Vincent forgetful of something? Ah but if it's Vincent, he can go in by himself" he muttered and put the clothes he held into the suitcase with the origin.

Amira soon moved from her seat as the uninvited guest pressed the doorbell impatiently.

"Yes, one minute!" yelled Amira who was upset because of the doorbell that rang nonstop.

"Who the hell! No word a .. mat ...," protested Amira in a voice that began to shrink after opening the door for the uninvited guest. His voice seemed choked after seeing the figure now standing in front of him with a face that was no less fierce than Amira earlier.

"Why did you open the door? Where's my son?" search for the guest who is none other than Vincent's mother.

"Vincent is out, Auntie," replied Amira slowly. Lady Thalia walked into the apartment before Amira let her in and took off her shoes, replacing them with her son's slippers.

"Aunty here what is necessary? Vincent is in business at the office, I will tell Vincent when he comes home later" asked Amira carefully.

"Am I not allowed to come to my own son's apartment? I should have asked you, what are you doing here?" reply Lady Thalia coldly.

Amira lowered her face and sighed softly, "It's not so, Auntie. Sorry for offending you."

Madame Thalia sat in the living room and crossed her legs, then folded her arms around her chest, looking at the girl in front of her like a detective interrogating her suspect.

"Do you live here too?"

Amira swallowed her saliva slowly and looked at Madame Thalia with a slightly depressed feeling, "Yes, Auntie," replied Amira who was instead getting an understated smile from the woman.

"I thought you were a fine woman, but it turned out ...," snorted Lady Thalia cynically.

Amira rounded her eyes listening to the accusation given to her, she squeezed her finger tightly and stared intently at Lady Thalia.

"Tante, I hope you don't think negatively. I'm with Vincent not doing the thing you're thinking about right now."

Lady Thalia screeched and laughed cynically. "Did I say you did that? Why should you be afraid if you don't do it? Anyone in my current position would probably think that way, wouldn't they?"

Amira nibbled her lower lip. He could not reply to the words of his mother Vincent. Everything he said was true, if he was in his position maybe he would also think like that. Amira could only swallow the words.

Lady Thalia glanced at the ring that was coiled in Amira's fingers. "Huh, my stupid son proposed to you?"

Lady Thalia already knew her son's plan to propose to the girl in front of him from the mouth of her husband, James. Actually the goal here today is to meet Vincent and ask his son not to act rashly to propose to Amira. But it turns out he was a step late, his son had proposed to the girl and now he just found out they were already living together.

Amira squeezed her fingers again and twirled the ring around her finger. He did not answer her, but instead asked her a question that had stuck his heart since the first time he met his mother Vincent.

"Tante, I'm sorry if I was presumptuous.I'm just confused why are you always so cold to me? Can you explain what I did wrong until you hated me so much that you didn't know me any further?"

Madame Thalia smiled her frequent smile listening to the question. He slit his eyes. "Error? Hahaha ...," his laughter echoed in the room, the mocking and insulting laughter that Amira was feeling right now.

"Yes, you're wrong. Wrongly choosing that woman to be your mother. Your fault is that you were born from the woman's womb" he sighed cynically and sharply.

Listening to that answer, Amira's face darkened. He did not expect it to be related to his mother, he gritted his teeth and looked sharply at Lady Thalia, "Tante, I hope you can keep your words. Don't insult my mother!"

"I don't insult him, but that's the truth. Your mother is a j*lang woman! The woman who ruined my household, do you know that!" shouted Madame Thalia who had boarded the apoplexy. He stood up from his seat and faced Amira who was astonished by the words he had just uttered.

"Mom and son are the same! Her job can only seduce rich men, "he said again before leaving the apartment and saying it right in Amira's face.

Amira clenched her hands tightly until her nails stuck in her palms. He wanted to return Vincent's mother's words, but his lips trembled with anger in his chest.

She doesn't take her mother for granted, "Tante, please take care of your words! My mother is not that kind of person!" amira shouted as she was unable to contain her anger.

Lady Thalia's steps came to a halt and turned around, looking at Amira cynically, "You don't accept, ha?"

"I'm sorry ...," said Amira.

"What?" Lady Thalia widened her eyes in disbelief at Amira's current speech. The girl began to dare to oppose him and showed fangs before him.

"You're asking me to apologize? Hahaha .. You should be grateful I didn't slap you right now. The one who should take care of your words is you. Your mother is a j*lang woman! You should be used to this nickname," replied Mrs Thalia no less sharply.

"Tante, apologize for what you said about my mother!" yelled Amira again still did not accept the insults of Lady Thalia again.

Lady Thalia's face blackened listening to Amira's words. This time it wasn't Lady Thalia's lips that moved, but it was her palm that was moving soared above the air and her speed was like lightning striking Amira's cheeks at the moment. The sound of a slap so loud echoed in the now silent room. The girl's body sat on the floor and collapsed. He held his cheek which was now reddened and was already imprinted on his palm.

At the same time, Vincent walks into the apartment and sees the incident, just as his mother slaps her lover. Vincent immediately rushed towards Amira and helped Amira stand up.

"Ami ..," called Vincent and saw his face, then turned to look at his mother for an explanation.

"Why? You want to defend this girl, huh?" ask Lady Thalia nervously. He held onto his palm which was also heating up and in pain from hitting Amira so hard. He did not expect his son to come suddenly and see the incident.

"Ma!" asserts Vincent, "can't you, can't you speak well? Should you use violence like this?"

Lady Thalia snorted in annoyance, "Mama won't argue with you. It's free, you'll still defend him!"

"Ma ..," said Vincent.

Lady Thalia turned around and stepped away from her son's apartment, not caring about her son's call.

To be continue ….