
"What are you guys actually doing? Why does RoD Magazine's earnings continue to decline like this, huh?!" charles shouted while pounding the meeting table.
Everyone in the room was afraid of Charles.
"It's all because we lose competitiveness with D'Magazine which is always faster to publish quality news, which is sought by the people Sir," said Mr.Gregg Deputy Director of RoD Magazine subsidiary.
"They have a lot of paparazzi scattered around the world" he continued.
"What are they focusing on?" ask Charles.
"They're focusing more on the celebrity life of Sir, and it's getting very good feedback" replied Mr.Gregg.
Charles massaged his temple for a moment. Her feelings are currently being shattered, having recalled the time Flora kicked her out of the apartment accompanied by the girl's painful cries. Charles regrets having reminded Flora of her past which has left the girl's life ruined.
"2 months from now Mr. Ericson will have an elite wedding, therefore you must prepare yourself to prepare everything. Schedule a meeting with Mr. Ericson and be nice to him. As you know Mr. Ericson is very rarely interviewed by any media, because he is too busy. And we should be able to win Mr. Ericson's heart to allow RoD Magazine to cover his wedding. Anyhow!"
"Yes, sir."
After attending a meeting with his co-workers, Charles decided to go to his parents' home in Brooklyn.
Frans, Marline and Charles were eating their food voraciously. No one let out a single broken word. Silence enveloped the dining table.
It is undeniable that Frans was surprised by the sudden arrival of his son. Because usually Charles will come if asked by him or Marline the wife. However, today Charles came to his mansion without any prior notice. Frans felt strange and suspicious of his son. Frans' suspicions were answered when Charles said something from his mouth.
"I'm just here to tell you, if I'm gonna hand the D'Alamo Company back to you." Charles remained focused on his food. Frans was surprised by the words of his son. Moreover, Marline who was no less surprised.
"What do you mean?" frans looked at Charles.
Charles turned his attention to Frans. "I told you, if I'd hand back the D'Alamo Company to you. I'm just going to focus on my own company without your help" Charles explained.
"Why are you saying that, Charles?" ask Marline gently.
"I will not marry Renatta, therefore I am releasing the D'Alamo Company. So I don't have to interfere with Arland Douglash. Daddy wants Mr. Douglash's company to continue working with Daddy's company, right? On the other hand you want to merge that company, so you betrothed me to Renatta. But right now I don't care, I won't marry her. If Daddy's company needs anything, Muse is ready to help. Don't Daddy know if my company is bigger than Mr. Douglash's?" charles's clear.
"Charles!" frans shouted with a red face.
"Whatever happens you must and must remain married to Renatta" Frans said firmly.
Charles smiled in anguish. "I'm going to marry the girl I love. And it's not Renatta."
"I will never allow you to marry anyone other than Renatta." Frans looked at Charles.
"I don't need your permission, because I'm going to marry her as soon as possible." Charles moved from his seat intending to leave.
Charles clenched his hands together so that he could clearly see the veins of his hands. The man turned his body to look at Frans who was already standing looking at him.
"If you dare touch my girl even to the tip of a fingernail, I will destroy the D'Alamo Company and its contents." Charles seemed to be holding back his anger, his face flushed red with his jaw already hardened.
"I'm sure you just want his body, you can't love someone Charles. All you know is having fun with your bitch. I know what you are like.“
"Unfortunately you don't really know about me, Dad." Charles raised one eyebrow smiling sideways.
Frans chuckles. "If you don't marry Renatta, I'll really get rid of your girl. Oh no-no. I mean your bitch!"
"CLOSED YOUR MOUTH!" charles is losing control.
"If you dare touch my girl in the slightest, I will never set foot in this mansion again" Charles jolted and left the dining room and walked out of the mansion. Ignoring Marline's sobbing cries saw the debate between her husband and son.
"Frans, why are you saying that?" marline asked holding her husband's left arm.
"Look at your dear son, he would rather have his net than me his Daddy" Frans said, staring at his tear-filled wife.
***
Charles has just returned from Brooklyn, preferring to go to his girl's place to go back to his penthouse first.
Flora looks asleep with a blanket covering her body.
Charles missed the girl. Hugely. The man climbed onto the bed and hugged Flora's body from behind, Charles wrapped his right hand around Flora's waist. While his left hand he made into a pillow the girl's head.
He gives small kisses on Flora's face, occasionally he bites the girl's shoulder so that makes Flora move agitated. Charles didn't care about it, he kept on pecking his girl's face so as to make Flora open her eyes.
The girl was shocked when she saw someone in her apartment.
"Charles!" Flora looked at the man behind her body.
"I miss you, my dear." Charles turned Flora's body to her back and she quickly kissed the lips of ranum that had always been an opiate for her.
"Charles, I'm sleepy!" flora said as she pushed Charles' body.
"I don't care." Charles continued his activity of kissing every corner of the girl's lips which was very sweet for her. He unceasingly pulled the gauntlet of Flora's lower lip.
"Marry me" said Charles in a very low tone.