Genius Child: Hunting Conglomerate Fathers
The Second Male Lead

Like a new life sheet that used to be on his path with Triton. The woman now drank a can of soda thinking about everything. What is his life plan after this.

Until someone suddenly sat next to him. A smiling person stared at him, also carrying a can of soda he might have bought from a nearby beverage machine.

"Did Triton grow well?" asnee asked doubtfully, not doubt rather miss him.

"Sister who protected me. He wanted to be a detective, had talent, but unfortunately for taking care of me who was blind, he buried his ideals. In the end just be a detective assistant, solving cases that can not be solved or too troublesome for detectives. The brother who always takes care of me..." The answer of the Cecilians was downcast, wiping away her flowing tears. Trying to toughen up.

"What did Triton tell you about us?" One question from Asnee, harboring her grief.

"Sister said we are from this country. Mom and Dad died from a sinking passenger ship. A. I don't know why you're lying" she replied.

"It was because of our mistake. We fought a lot in front of Triton. Even saying the word divorce, begins to influence you to follow one of us. But gradually we realized we were going to ruin your psychological state. Divorce is not the way, we try to reflect and calm down. Leave you to your uncles who live in this country." Asnee sighed harshly then resumed her words.

"Just about two months, we've been feeling better to pick you up. But your uncle stumbled on a case of underage abuse and abuse. Maybe that's why Triton ran away from your uncle's house, didn't want you to be a victim. Saying we are dead, so that you do not hate us, selfish is like throwing you away. But I swear! That's not what we mean, we just want to calm down. Ka.. We didn't throw you guys out..." Obviously the father tried hard not to cry in front of his daughter.

The sesilia just looked down trying to nod."My sister donated her cornea to me. He died with dozens of gunshot wounds, his bones broken, plus a single stab of a samurai sword pierced through his chest. A.I.I..."

In the end Asnee just hugged her crying daughter sobbing. A princess who lives without family and protection. Only Triton has died like an umbrella for Cecilia.

"Zeyan had white blood cell cancer...A.I.I..." Cecilia disela.

"It's okay, you're all we have, Zeyan will stay alive. We've come." Soothing sentences tear up.

Unaware of Zeyan and Derrick peeping, how the two adults hugged like Teletubbies.

"Happy ending.." murmured Derrick.

"Not happy ending! My mom's not happy!" zeyan insisted, still peeking. Zeyan's eyes stared at Derrick, this man should be his slave. Signing a slavery agreement with him.

"Uncle, I want out of the hospital. Just one second, can ya?" the door with teary eyes. A sweet white rabbit, who wants to cry. A charm that makes everyone hypnotized.

Derrick clenched his forehead smiling softly."Because you're sweet, so have to take a break and go back to the room. You can't play computer too much" he said, ruffling Zeyan's hair.

"But, uncle come on..." This time the charm is even more intense.

However, would this young man be fooled? Of course it was just a smile on his face. Just tackling and deceiving a brat what is the difficulty?

"Later huh? After taking a nap." Said the young man, escorting Zeyan into the room. Children who comply with the requirements are not difficult.

But is it true? Young children mostly forget a lot of things after a nap. If you wake up, just run away. No matter how genius, a child is still a child.

Maybe that's what Zeyan doesn't love. Tired of intoxicating affection, until somehow he complied with this man's false promise.

"Let's read the 2 chapter comic, after that sleep an hour, new to the cafe. I'll carry you on your back." The young man said with a smile. Carrying on the back is okay, but taking this kid out of the hospital? Of course it won't be done by him.

The cunning, affectionate young man, wanted this child to rest a lot, against the genius child who had yet to realize that he was being controlled like a rope puppet these few days.

What did this young man do? Derrick pulled over their steps rubbing the child's back slowly. Not disgusted at all, even holding his limp body. Letting Zeyan spit out his entrails.

"Sometimes I think, instead of a kid your age who's sick. I better be the one who's sick, don't be held back, if the nausea takes it all out. I'll clean it up." he said sincerely, his eyes glazed over.

"A. I won't die so easily." The sentence from Zeyan turned his face away. As if finding a place to lean on, his heart was still like a fragile five-year-old. Even though he remembered his past life. But a dark childhood for him, caring for a little brother alone without the presence of parents.

"I know if you love us. Don't let God call you." The young man smiled at him.

*

Asnee and Secilia who wanted to return to Zeyan's nursing room stared from afar. Stunned by the young man who was still with Zeyan.

"Where is Zeyan's real father?" the sensitive sentence was eventually asked by Asnee who was at first really awkward.

"At another place. Status and company are too valuable for him. We're only on the final list in his heart." Sesilia tried to smile.

"Why say that? Don't you guys love each other?" asnee asked not to understand.

"Not everything can be solved with the word I love you. He harassed me but thought repeatedly of being responsible. When Zeyan was sick, we tried to get close to him, just so Zeyan could get a donor. But we were disappointed..." A woman smiled bitterly, walking over to her son.

Derrick held Zeyan on his back. Cecilians carry sticks connected by infusion.

"Building a family is not just love. But how to make your partner comfortable." murmured Asnee trying to smile. Staring at his daughter who occasionally laughs with jokes from Derrick and Zeyan's adult-like behavior. Fingers clenched, Zeyan's real father? The man never even showed up. The happy life of his daughter was the main thing for him.

*

Houses with cool mountain air, equipped with a private doctor, become their place to choose a residential home.

"I can't come here often..." Derrick gave a rough sigh.

"Why!?" Flo clenched his forehead not understanding.

"Must work. It's too far from the hospital. But I can contact you often. We'll be good friends!" His words forced the Caecilians to shake hands.

"Good friend?" Asnee clenched her forehead, slashing her eyes. There was no way this man had no interest in his daughter.

"Yes! Realistically, just miss the moon. Even 10 years of being a doctor will not be comparable to an entrepreneur's only child. I'll end up being a second male lead. Because loving as a friend is better. Even if there's a word I love you..." Her words chuckled.

Secilia rounded her eyes. I ran back, I don't know what the woman thought. It might die from each other's embarrassment, or it might hide itself under a blanket.

"They fit..." Flo whispered to her husband.

"Secilia will surrender." Asnee just smiled, looking at Zeyan who still did not want to be separated from Derrick.