My Daddy Is My Sugar Daddy
49. Secret Sharing

"Miss looks happy."

Kalista dropped down on her mattress and hugged the fish doll there tightly. It was difficult for Kalista to respond to Agas because her mind was now filled with ridiculous things.

What the hell is that Useless Om? Sok-sok said something as if he understood about Kalista. He should just dance in the palm of Kalista like yesterday, not even say things that are unclear.

"Non, I told you to bring ice cream."

Kalista. Staring at the tray carried by Latifah contained a plate with pieces of sushi, a glass of fresh cold drink and a small bowl of three-flavored ice cream.

"Why?"

".... Mr. Rahadyan, Non."

Latifah said it hesitantly because it is well aware that his master's son may only throw a plate if the contents of his food are given Rahadyan.

But the housekeeper almost all saw Kalista and Rahadyan speaking normally, without shouting. Even when he told me to bring this, Rahadyan smiled in a crazy manner.

"Jude."

Kalista received the tray.

Making Latifah secretly flinched in shock, not expecting Kalista to be that relaxed.

Although Kalista later added, "You don't say I accept. Tell me you taro in the room. He'll be a kegeeran."

".... Yes, Non."

It doesn't seem wrong to call Kalista weird. He was weird from the beginning.

Latifah rushed to leave Kalista's room, of course with the door deliberately opened because Agas was inside.

"Miss looks happy." Agas repeated his words again.

Moreover, the time to see Kalista eat directly as if he did not care about it from Rahadyan. "Miss is starting to change her mind now?"

Kalista pretended not to understand. "What's not talking?"

But Agas just chuckled. "Miss knows excessive hate can turn love too deep?"

"Well! It's bullshit!" Kalista immediately exclaimed loudly, although it seemed clear he knew what he meant. "Hate to hate! No hate to be love! Bullshit!"

Agas just smiled.

"Aren't you smiling?!"

Calistas bite their spoons and look increasingly frowning. "I know you're fucking sister!"

"Is that so, huh?"

"Oh, bummer!" Calistas puff up the cheeks completely, stifling at the way Agas talks.

But secretly, Kalista's brain could not release his mind from Rahadyan's words either.

Just do what Kalista wants, he said. Even if Kalista is a child of prostitution, Kalista is still not the one who bears all the sins of her mother.

It was his own mother's sin.

"Tumben him pinter," Kalista murmured involuntarily, stabbing her ice cream with a spoon. "Currently, at least he just doesn't care. He really is so."

Silent.

Not even a little chimed in even if he heard.

Because Kalista knew Agas heard but instead just kept quiet, Kalista became astonished himself. Kalista silently peeked at Agas expression, curious as to what he was thinking.

"What's wrong? Miss wants to share a secret with me?"

Calista jerks. Hurriedly throwing face. "No. My men are eating."

But it turns out Agas did want to do that. He looked at Kalista with a mysterious look in his eyes before he suddenly said, "What does Miss expect from that person?"

That fellow. Kalista clearly knew his point was Rahadyan.

"Nothing. Why is it with Ngarep? No, no level."

"really?"

"Sister ih. No, don't be kicked."

Agas smiled knot. "I'm actually pretty good at reading emotions on someone's face."

"Sister, I'm not—"

"Miss doesn't hate the guy Miss calls Om useless, does she?"

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