My Daddy Is My Sugar Daddy
46. Say Aja Salah Papa

"You think getting out of here can be as easy as shrimps?" said the woman was getting upset.

"Do you see my face, Mom?" Rahadyan pointed to her own face. "Does my face care?"

Silent.

"Nothing! My face doesn't care! So I want him out even if I pay him again!"

He said when people have too much money, he will go crazy. Turns right.

"Can't do it."

"It's my phone call Mr. Mahardika now." Mahesa Mahardika should have been the most influential person in this school.

Narendra is the owner but Mahesa Mahardika is the one in charge. So he is arguably the owner and controller.

Ma'am Director who felt he could challenge Rahadyan could be immediately spat on if Mahardika wanted to.

"Please do it." The Director replied beyond Rahadyan's expectations. "Now, I'm telfonin if I want to."

Rahadyan.

It made Ms. Director's expression become extremely irritated and fed up.

"Denger well, Mr. Rahadyan. The reason why you were given CCTV is not because you have a lot of money, but because you have a bodyguard contract with Narendra. Just because of that."

"You—"

"So even if you nawarin a trillion to eliminate Astrid, the school will refuse. All students are the same here. Want your son, want Astrid."

"But—"

"Partially, you are not really working well ngintilin your daughter mulu? You have a lot of companies to look into, but are busy managing your daughter's exploration of her own world."

"Bu—"

"I don't know if I should look at you because you're unemployed or I should be cynical because you're underworked. But either way, I hope you understand that I'm busy."

Rahadyan dropped her jaw dumbfounded, mentally hit by the Director Maiden.

Pantesan is still single, thought Rahadyan secretly. Real ganas.

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"You could say you're the first person to enter the Director's room on the first day." Director Ma'am spoke in a tone full of dignity to the girl in front of him.

Callistas.

Different from the time with Rahadyan, Bu Director now looks polite and wise, and understands his position as the number one person in this school.

"And usually a small case is not directly handled."

Kalista looked at the woman in front of him emotionlessly. The name on the woman's table made Kalista raise her eyebrows slightly.

"I don't think I've got it wrong, Miss Wini."

"Wi-ne's." Mrs Director corrected. "The encryption is Wi-ne, not Wini."

"Oh, okay, Mom." Kalista replied no matter. "Keep the business calling me what, ma'am? I'm not wrong."

"You don't think I know?" Director Ma'am commented a faint smile on her lips. "Bring the guards everywhere, deliberately showing off here and there, pretending not to know if other people look at you one eye—that's all an invitation for people to bully you."

"...."

"Well, but I'm not calling you to punishment. I just wanted to ask because there was a dog busy barking at me."

Kalista frowned at the language used by the Director. But he later explained because this Director looks still under thirty years old.

At most he was thirty years old. Young to be smart to curse someone.

"I don't like dogs either, Mom." Kalista answered for sure. "I don't think there's a funny dog in the world, even a doll.."

Director's mother nodded. Strongly agree on Kalista's remarks even if it is off topic. "Indeed. That dog is unclean."

"Yes, Mom."

"But my question, Calista." The Director immediately cleared his throat. "Aren't you pa-pa?"

Kalista's forehead wrinkled in wonder. Mean what?

"That's a sincere question. The school assesses that you do not need any help and you are not a victim, from the looks of it. But as your parents at school, I just want to know. Are you serious about pa-pa?"

It seems like he was right to ask sincerely.

In that case, Kalista would answer him sincerely as well.

"Ordinary," human relaxed Kalista. "I'm used to being bullied because my mom is a prostitute."

"You hurt?"

"My mama's a prostitute, so they're talking real. But if my mother nanya I pantes nerima it or not, yes obviously not."

Director's mother raised an eyebrow.

"I was invited to say, I'm a permit. Tomorrow if I hit people, say it was my Papa who told me."

"You protested, said my Papa taught me too."

"Keep taking the police, tell me Papa I'm responsible."

"okay." Easily, the Director agreed.

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