Young Master's Choice

Mother Taste of Stepmother

The one who became his birth mother, but also the one who was without mercy had sold him to a cursed place that he would forever not want to visit.

"Why is that so? You should be thanking your mom, if it wasn't for you, you wouldn't be able to set foot in this mall, let's not go in here, just imagine that you wouldn't be able to," cetusus was annoyed to see Dhira who had a sour face on him.

"If it wasn't for my mom, where would you get money for a walk?" continued again. He really thought that what he did to Dhira was an act to be grateful for.

"Wantas? What do you want me to thank you for? Prostrate at your feet?" dhira replied with nosediving eyebrows, his mother's speech was just like a joke that wasn't funny at all.

Who will thank you after being sold forcibly, especially by his own mother.

"Now you're good at opposing mama, yeah! It's been a lot of money, now it's so brave." His mother seemed increasingly dislike of Dhira's presumptuous attitude.

He seemed to signal to the two women standing beside him, then the two women held Dhira's hands firmly.

"What do you want? Release!" Dhira was a little surprised, constantly trying to rebel in order to escape from their grip. However, nil, he could not match the strength of the two people.

"You have to thank me for giving me money." His mother forcibly snatched a small bag belonging to Dhira, took out a wallet in it and took out a card and a hundred pieces of money she had borrowed from Mr. Wang.

"Don't take that card, Ma. Please!" shouts Dhira growled, it is not his card, he does not want the contents to be reduced in the slightest. Otherwise he will get into trouble.

"Gold cards?" His eyebrows swooped while smiling cynically at Dhira.

"Sad, you're really rich now, how many men have touched you? You must be paid dearly by madam." Then he seemed to grin, as well as happy to have got what he wanted.

"No, give me back the card!" Whether it was as strong as what Dhira tried, still he could not escape.

"You take it easy, losing this card will not make you poor like you used to be, there are still many men who will bake you, and you can return to collect money from the proceeds of selling yourself, he said, say my regards to madam." The middle-aged woman kissed the Hexa card she had been given to Dhira and threw the bag she had snatched, right on her son's face.

"Let's go," he asked the two women who were holding Dhira.

Dhira was released and kicked to the floor, he was already very sad, why must so apes meet his mother who is more cruel than wild animals.

"You better stick to me, what I take from you now, is still not enough to pay the debt to me that has brought you into this world. You fucking kid!" he said while looking upset at Dhira, then he went with his two friends.

Dhira could only look at his mother's grudge, if he could choose, he would not be born by such a woman. A mother who had hoped to be able to care for him, but instead plunged him into a valley that was so despicable.

Then now shamelessly came demanding an acceptable speech from Dhira and depriving him of all that was not his. Who wouldn't get revenge if treated like that.

It could be said, the fate of Dhira and Hexa percis is the same, both born from forbidden relationships, but do those who want it? Of course not, everyone no one wants such a thing, let alone get the nickname as an illegitimate child in his childhood. However, not with Hexa, when she was born, her mother had a husband so people thought that Hexa was born from a legally and religiously valid marriage.

But what about Dhira? The whole village knew who his mother was, came home suddenly carrying a child, since then never came back to visit the young Dhira, his poor life with his grandmother, and his family, it was always the boasting of the villagers and the children among them.

The name of an illegitimate child, really already so attached in his brain, he even memorized the names of people who had insulted him, will never forget.

Dhira ducked staring at the contents of his wallet which was now completely empty. Why can he forget that the card is still stored in his wallet, he should check it first before leaving the house.

If he didn't bring the card, his mother wouldn't have snatched it. Then now? How does he face Hexa? He will not be able to compensate for all the money on the card.

Dhira immediately wiped away the falling tear beads he could not control, slowly storing back his wallet into the bag and standing up.

As much as possible to withstand the dam of tears that had appeared in his eyes, it eventually fell as well.

Confused, very confused what he should do now. Where the direction he had to go, all seemed full of life thorns that seemed ready to stick into his body.

Dhira no longer taste to walk down the mall, he came out of there with a lethargic face.

The driver, who saw Dhira coming out of the building, rushed out of the car and opened the door for Dhira.

"Please, Miss." He respectfully invited Dhira when she arrived near the car.

"Father just go home, this is an order from Mr. Hexa," said Dhira. Now he still does not want to go home, nor does he want to be escorted. Right now he just wants to calm down without getting care from others.

"This ...." Mr. Driver looked confused, is it true that Dhira said that Mr. Hexa ordered? He hesitated a little and was afraid to leave Dhira.

In accordance with the order, he had to take care of the woman, even his life could be a bet if something happened to this woman before him.

"Don't you believe my words?"

"No-no, don't you, Miss." The driver nodded quickly.

"I believe, it's just that I'm afraid if anything happens to you." The worried look was clearly visible on the man's face, whose skin had now started to wrinkle.

"I'll be fine, sir. You can't possibly defy Mr. Hexa's orders, can you?" You can only lie under the name Hexa. If it wasn't like that, then he wouldn't want to leave Dhira.

If not, then my life will be at stake. That is what Dhira captured from the meaning of the speech of Mr. Driver who asked him to take good care of himself.

After the departure of the middle-aged man, it was now Dhira's turn to look around. Now confused about where to go, even relatives do not have in this metropolitan city.

"How are you?"

Now the big boss is so eager to ask the news to the Secretary. The secretary was always swiftly monitoring the new news from the girl who was always asked by Hexa.

"A few minutes ago, there was a notice of payment transaction from the debit card you gave Miss Dhira. The amount that came out was 500 Million, Master," Secretary Jo replied as she stared at the phone in her hand once again, afraid of misjudging the transaction nominal listed in the report.

"500 Million how many transactions?" ask Hexa.

"One time, sir."

"One time?" ask again to make sure.

"Yes, young sir." Secretary Jo could only nod, he was also a little surprised when he first saw the notification.

"Have you checked what he bought?" Hexa asked again. Not that he felt affectionate with the money that came out, just that he never expected it turned out that Dhira really needed money, all this time he never gave anything to Dhira, he said, and the woman never asked for it either.

"Women's clothes and handbags from well-known brands, sir."

True, he never bought such items unless he wanted to bring Dhira to an event. If you recall, all this time it seems like Dhira only has some seedy clothes that for him are not worth wearing, why did he never think of preparing the woman decent clothes?

"Jo, should we invest in the shopping mall that the woman came to? Or did I just buy the mall for him? Let him choose whatever he wants."

"What do you think?" Hexa looked at Secretary Jo asking for an opinion, the man standing before her even scratched his temple in confusion.

Why also ask Secretary Jo, obviously the one with the money is himself, indeed Secretary Jo has the right to say no if he wants something?

'*For a personal servant, isn't this a little exaggerated*?' Secretary Jo's heart began to speak, and her brain began to think. I don't know what he's thinking, only he and God know.

It seemed like Hexa had subconsciously placed Dhira in a corner that only she could reach. Without realizing it, Dhira has taken a lot of time while working.he often looks not focused on work, this is never the case after so many years.

Secretary Jo begins to realize that, he can not do anything, because Hexa is a rule that must be obeyed by every subordinate.