Fake Antagonist
Chapter 22 ~ Ayla's Past Sunscreen

Whether he knows or not who the girl he sent the message to, but he looks happy when replying to the girl's message. And considering that she was the original ceplos the girl would quickly die, it seemed that she did not know it was Alice. In the end, the red thread has been bound as a link between the two.

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Arriving at the mansion, Alice is greeted by Lucy's chatty voice. "Why ask uncle Yos to come home? You don't know how worried I was when uncle Yos said you were either going anywhere by driving yourself," his scolding quickly, a look of anxiety adorning his tiny face.

"Yes-yes. For a long time you deserve to be my mommy." Alice chuckles, teasing Lucy is her pleasure in this alien world.

"I'm serious, Alice."

"Lucy's. What the hell are you doing? How dare you yell at Miss Alice. Hurry up and apologize!" tegur Sonya, Lucy's mother and head of ministry.

Lucy looked down, aware that she was wrong. While Alice smiled, her hands quietly raised, gently stroked Sonya's arms and said, "No papa Aunt, Lucy and I are best friends. lucy spoke a little louder as well because she was worried about me going alone."

Hearing that the tension on Sonya's face faded a little. Actually, what he feared was that his daughter would be severely punished, so he acted first by asking Lucy to apologize.

And Lucy smiled happily, her nona had indeed changed from a heartless demon to an angel of humility.

"I went to the room first, Bi, Cy," he said, then moved after getting answers from the mother and child.

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A tired day, tired body, tired mind also tired heart. When he arrived at his most comfortable room he immediately collapsed on the bed. Until I sucked he heard the vibration of the phone is very disturbing.

Drtts... Drtts... Drtts....

Without seeing who was contacting, he shifted the green button and turned on the loudspeaker.

"Hmm," he replied lazily without opening his eyes.

"Princess mommy's sleeping, huh?" Hearing that loving voice, Alice's two eyes immediately became literate. He thought that the one who contacted him was Kiara or Lucy who was going to vent after the mother's nagging.

"No, Mom. Tumben Mom called me?"

"You're! Indeed, if mom does not contact you, you have to contact mom?"

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The two fell silent, Alice did not want to answer also Evelyn who did not know what to talk about. I don't know what kind of relationship between mother and child. There are no complaints and grievances from the princess like girls in general, nor is there any attention shown by the mother like the mother in general.

A very cold relationship, like two strangers who just met.

"Mom," the silence was cut off as Alice began to make noises.

"Yes, Dear."

"Mom, does Aldric have an older brother?" alice asked curiously, in fact she had asked people to find out. But asking Evelyn was certainly more valid.

"Where did you hear that, Dear?"

"Emm, Aldric himself said, Mom." Alice was lying, if she didn't say that she probably wouldn't be telling the truth.

"What's Edric called, Mom?"

"Yes, his name is Edric. Edric Nelson."

"Mom."

"Yes, Dear."

"What if I want this matchmaking re-established with Edric as my partner."

Evelyn was silent, her tongue was instantly moody to move. Did he speak wrong? Will her husband be angry? Just think about it had made Evelyn's body shudder.

"Can't!" it was caught unconsciously.

Alice flinched, "Why can't you, Mom?"

"No way, don't argue, Lice!"

"Is it because Edric isn't the main heir?"

"Of course." It was not Evelyn who answered but Barnett with a heavy voice.

He snatched the phone from the wife's hand just like that, with a grim face he said, "Don't make things, Alice Lawrence! Daddy's told you so many times. You won't be able to accept the consequences if this matchmaking is void, nor will our company still need encouragement from the Nelson family."

The cold, flat voice made Evelyn anxious, while Alice was trembling. I don't know why he was so scared of his father.

"Isn't Edric Nelson's son?" A question sentence was finally triggered when Alice managed to gather courage.

"Haha." Barnett's laughter echoed, belittling the princess's question which he thought was so insignificant.

"Edric is only the son of Bastian, not the son of Valerie Brown. Know it? Most of the Nelson family's estate comes from the Brown family's only daughter. Edric was nothing compared to Aldric. Remember that! That man won't bring any profit to our company! And your duty as my only son is to obey what I say! This is also for your bright future."

Alice smiled wryly, are there still these selfish parents in the world? Hah, he forgot something, of course there is something more selfish. Like his real parents in the real world.

"Parents like you don't deserve to be parents." Just a sentence spoken, a piercing sentence spoken with a tone of restraining a painful cry.

Barnett and Evelyn were even instantly stunned, not believing that the once obedient princess could speak like that.

After saying Alice hung up the phone without excuse, for her it was enough to communicate in this direction. Yes in the same direction, because the father did not hear his opinion at all.

Although this was supposed to be aimed at Alice, Ayla still felt pain. The pain in his body and soul seemed to merge. He did not expect to say this, but he realized that this was no longer Alice's natural reaction but the reaction of Ayla's own soul.

The father's selfishness reminds him of his past in the real world. Since childhood do not know who his biological parents are, since childhood lived in an orphanage.

Knowing two good friends, one had to leave because it took his life. The only one he had to leave because at the adoption of an old grandmother and brought to the village of Alton far from the city.

Sick but not bleeding. Adopted just to help him work, every day become a messenger. He used to think that maybe returning to the orphanage would be better, but having hid and lived peacefully three months in the village made him a little more grateful to have met the old and fierce grandmother.

Thinking about it is the same as opening the veil of the past. The pain he felt re-emerged like a wound that never healed. Until now the guilt is still haunting, about his friend. A friend who saved his life with his own life.

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Tbc

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