My Little Prince's
Last Memories ?

"Good morning, Edwin. Good morning Zara and good morning sweet cat."

The boy smiled at the kitten in Zara's arms.

He pulled out his chair for him to sit on.

"Good day Samm. It's noon, do you wake up and leave without even looking at the clock?"

"Hm, I think it's still morning."

The two children shook their heads.

"Excuse me young master. This is the breakfast that has been prepared for you." The woman in the maid uniform bowed after putting the tray on the table.

"Do you need anything else?"

"No. Thank you." Thank you."

The woman said goodbye away.

After the woman left, Samm picked up a loaf of bread and offered her a poor breakfast to Edwin and Zara. Both are shaken.

They saw Samm, who was busy applying peanut butter on a loaf of bread. Without the ba-bi-bu the boy devoured his bread.

"Have your mom and dad gone to the hall yet?"

"It's still eleven o'clock in the afternoon, Samm. Our parents' meeting is held later this afternoon."

"Why were we brought here?" Edwin looked at Zara and Samm in turn.

"Hm, I don't know. I don't know for sure, but it's all about business." Speak to the boy after swallowing his bread.

Samm raised a glass filled with milk, then drank it after taking a deep breath because he talked too much with two people whose age was far enough away from him.

A middle-aged man came to their table carrying a paper scroll. The man greeted the three, smiling at Edwin.

"Edwin, can you come with me?"

Edwin nodded, he immediately stood up from his seat.

"Wait a minute.." The man glanced at Samm who was enjoying his breakfast, he looked calm eating his second bread voraciously.

He tilted his head slightly to the left. Observing Samm's face carefully while remembering something inside his head.

"Well, whoa.. You must be the little prince of the Nizcholn family. "

"really. Is there a problem, Mr Woskn?"

Samm, who had not ignored the man, looked back. Dave smiled at Mr. Woskn. The man held both of Samm's shoulders tightly. As if he did not want Samm to get out of his seat or react even though he came.

"Oh, of course there's no problem. Not at all. Indeed who I dare to look for a storm with Mr. Davernso the owner of the deadly smile."

Dave simply smiled as he stared intently at the man.

"See you, Mr. Davernso."

"Good bye." Dave replied still with his smile that looked charming at a glance.

Edwin and the man walked away from the place.

Zara looked lethargic, she inhaled and exhaled repeatedly while rubbing her soft cat fur.

Seeing that, Dave smiled. This time her smile was truly charming and alluring.

The man in his late twenties pulled up a chair and sat there. Observing Zara's sad face.

"I see, you're worried about Mr. Edwin. But relax, he'll be fine."

"Yes, I'll calm down. Maybe."

Zara looked up, looking at a woman who was walking up to them. He could only smile wryly as the woman smiled at him."

"It seems it's my turn." Dave turned his gaze to the object that Zara was looking at. The man smiled understandingly at Zara's attitude towards the woman's arrival.

"Hi, good day."

"How are you, Mr Davernso?"

"Pretty good, Miss Groel."

Sammuel looked at the woman with an astonished look. She covered her lips as the woman dressed in glamour and thick makeup looked at Zara with a pushy look.

"Well, sorry for interrupting your time. I asked you to pick up Miss Zara."

Zara smiled wryly, she got up from her seat and bailed to go to

Sammuel and Dave.

"See you, Mr. Davernso. Also, young master Nizcholn. Right, eh? "

Dave again showed his deadly smile, his gaze sharp at the woman.

The woman smiled at Samm. "It's nice to meet you, little prince of the Nizcholn family. "

"Excuse me."

Dave approaches Samm, giving Samm a glass of milk that lives in half.

Asking the boy to finish his milk immediately.

"Um, what happened to those two?"

Dave flicked his shoulders, raising his eyebrows as Samm again put down the empty glass.

"Why do you look so serious?"

Dave got up from his seat, immediately bowing saluting Masson.

"Dad."

The man who came with Laurent smiled. Ruffled Sammuel's hair, then sat down next to his son.

"Wake up bad luck, yeah."

"I was so tired during the trip."

"Let's go to bed early." Samm nodded slowly.

He saw a little boy playing on the playground. The boy smiled, wanting to go play with him.

Sammuel immediately got out of his seat. Masson, who had been talking to Laurent and Dave, turned his attention to Samm.

"Samm's? Where are you going?"

"Play there for a minute. Yea?"

Masson smiled faintly at the sight of his son running away to the playground.

Sammuel let out a long sigh, looking for the little boy who had been playing in that place. His eyes looked to every corner of the playroom. There's nothing he's looking for there. The boy sat on the swing, swinging the swing slowly.

Masson walked up to his son, smiling at the boy. Ask him to leave immediately.

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"thank you. You can call me whenever you want."

"Sure, nice to meet you." Masson smiled faintly at the man who had made a work deal with his company.

The man sitting across from Masson shook the man's hand. He got out of his chair and left Masson and Laurent.

After the man left, Masson let out a long sigh. Business meetings that make him tired because there is no time lag for him to rest.

"There's still one more meeting, isn't there?"

"Yes sir. This time the meeting was held at the bar."

"Who?"

"Mr Chamst. He doesn't want to discuss work now, Mr. Chamst just wants to say hello to you. That's why he asked for a meeting at the bar."

Masson nodded his head.

"If Samm has come, have Dave tell me that."

Laurent nodded, the man walking after Masson. Sometimes he sees his cell phone.

"This place is pretty good. Froell's bar should be a place for the big classes." The man muttered as his feet stepped into the bar.

Laurent immediately directed Masson to a room where the meeting was held.

"Sir, what do you want?"

"No, I'm just gonna have this meeting."

Laurent nodded slowly, he stood up to greet a man who had come along with someone who looked unfamiliar at the meeting held by Froell.

Not long after the two entered, came two other men. Laurent greeted one of them.

Masson smiled, he moved from where he was sitting. Shaking the hands of both men.

"Good night, Mr. Nizcholn. How are you doing?"

"Pretty good. What about you?"

"It's still the same. I'm getting old." The man laughed.

"Why is your language so serious. Laurent said our meeting wasn't a formal one."

"Hahaha, right. You're right, this meeting is not formal. But since I brought someone along, so it's suddenly formal."

Masson nodded slowly before responding to Mr. Chamst's remark. "This sounds more familiar to me."

The man whose age had stepped on the number six patted the shoulder of the man beside him.

"He's Andromeda Kyrien Eiklesn."

Masson nodded towards the man sitting beside master Chamst.

"I'm Masson. Nice to meet you."

Andromeda smiled back at Masson.

"So, how's your son doing?"

"He grew up well."

"Is there a plan to get him?"

Masson laughed softly. Laughing at the funniest thing to him.

"She was a little girl, I've only been babysitting her myself for a year. I'm not in a hurry anyway."

Mr. Chamst turned to Andromeda in a whisper by one of the men following Andromeda.

The man who whispered to Andromeda immediately moved away from Andromeda when he realized that Chamst was turning to his master.

"You have a child, right?" Mr. Chamst said to Andromeda who immediately looked at the man.

"Yes, he's still this big." Andromeda touched his knee.

The man moved, asking Mr. Chamst and Masson for permission to leave first because there was a sudden business.

After Andromeda left, Mr. Chamst laughed softly. He asked his right hand to pour a bottle of drink into the glass.

"You don't drink?"

Politely Masson shook his head. The man sees Laurent who is busy with the phone screen of his hand. The man approached Masson to whisper the message he had just read.

"Master, young master is almost there." Masson simply responded with a slow nod.

"Mr Chamst, I deeply regret this. However, I have a personal matter that needs to be resolved immediately. So instead of this slightly chaotic meeting, I invite you to come to lunch with our family. I'll be happy when you come to my invitation as a form of apology to you."

"Sure, I'll come. You don't have to apologize, personal matters come on suddenly sometimes. "

Masson moved, he shook Mr. Chamst's hand and thanked him.

The man immediately returned to the villa where he was staying. Along with Masson arriving at the villa, a car came there. The black car stopped right in front of the villa entrance. A boy got out of the car. He immediately fell to the floor when he saw the father who was welcoming him with a smile.

His eyes are heavy due to sleepiness. Soon Masson lifts Samm's body to be taken to the room. Laurent quickly took off the shoes Samm was wearing before Masson laid his son on the bed. The man laughed softly when he saw Samm who was immediately comfortable when he was lying on the bed.

Masson walked backwards after laying his son's body on the bed and putting up a blanket to warm Samm's body. He took a deep breath.

"Dave, you know. This meeting is not just about all of our business."

Dave who followed Masson to bring some of Samm's belongings nodded in understanding.

"I will keep the young master away from them."

Masson nodded, patting Dave's shoulder slowly. "I trust you with that."

Masson walked away from the room. He wanted to see the night atmosphere on the beach.

The man saw a man sitting on the sand of the beach. As he looked familiar to himself, the man walked closer to the man who was sitting facing the open sea.

"Oh, hi!"

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