President's Beloved
President Chap's Beloved. 133

News of the insolence of the person nudging Camelia circulated widely. Being one of the trending is also a netizen discussion.

Camelia wasn't so confused. Mr. David and the agency did too. Let it go, it will also subside on its own.

At the training site, Joseph most actively asked Camelia, regarding the news as well as several other things. Camelia responded to it sufficiently.

However, the name of the entertainment world, small movements alone will cause rumors. So, Camelia and Joseph were not separated from him.

Though previously, it has been explained that they are just friends, familiar in one drama, of course it is natural is not it?

If the Queen were to remarry, it would not be strange. That's natural. Everyone has a choice, and so does the artist. What if they love each other and if one of them dies, must they survive in solitude? Prince Lucas and Liam are young and need a father? I support whatever the choice is.

Some are neutral, some are cons and pros. The cons, tend to want their idols more as they ask. Some are sincerely supportive, some are overprotective or can be said to be fanatical fans.

Camelia was used to it. In the past, when Chris first announced his marriage with him, he received quite a lot of comments not good. However, all of that turned into support after he showed his ability. Show teeth with work and its changes.

If the word she was nudging wasn't Camelia Shane, would she be sorry?

I think he's looking for imagery or a ride in popularity.

Why not just apologize?

The next day, there were still many talking about the nudging news. Camelia had almost forgotten not to open her social media.

"Mom, tomorrow can we make a pilgrimage to Daddy's grave?"ask Liam.

"Hm?" Camelia lifted her face. It was late afternoon, Camelia, Lucas, and Liam were also Lina, spending time at one of Ottawa's most famous restaurants. They were on the rooftop, enjoying the twilight view.

"Lost Daddy?"ask Camelia.

"Yes." Yeah." Liam.

"All right." Camelia agreed.

"Em ... Lia, can I come?"ask Lina.

"Off course."

"Oh yes, how is your relationship with Brother David? Is there progress?"camelia asked with her eyes twitching.

"What relationship, Lia?"reply asked Lina, nervously.

"Yes .. your relationship" replied Camelia. Lina looked wrong. Lucas and Liam listen to the conversation.

"I heard from Daddy that his family is planning a wedding. Given his age it's already three heads. Aren't you interested in him, brother?"ask Camelia.

"I don't like it, Lia!"lina resolutely.

"Related?" Camelia widened her smile. "There's a chance" added Camelia.

"There's a chance, I won't like it!"lina resolutely.

Camelia narrowed her eyes for a moment. Seeking confidence from Lina's eyes. Sighs his breath when he finds no doubt. "elright. I have no right to force you" Camelia replied. Go back to drinking coffee.

"But, given your age, when are you getting married, sister?"ask Camelia again. Lina's age is already three heads.

"Come, Lia. I am still comfortable with my solitude. After all, I won't get married before I reach my destination." Lina said then sighed, and then looked at her past as well as her future plans.

He is currently serving as a manager at Glory Entertainment. Collecting money, buying a house, maybe then he will think about getting married. After all, many are already almost the head of four unmarried, especially artists.

"Saranku, be a couple, brother. No need to get married, at least you have a shoulder to lean on. Have someone special to you, who is valuable, and you want to be with him. That means you keep working. However, try to find. Once the oar of two three islands is exceeded" Camelia said, giving advice.

"Although I don't understand it, I think what Mom said is true" Lucas said, chiming in on Camelia's advice.

Camelia chuckled softly. Lucas laughed, showing his teeth. While Liam, fun to enjoy cake. And Lina, the woman looked back.

Do I have to do it?

"Mom doesn't want to know, you have to accept the arranged marriage that Mom arranged!"firmly a woman, her age is advanced, but her appearance is elegant and looks learned. Highlight his eyes firmly, staring at a man who stood staring at him in protest.

"You're 36 years old …."

"37 years old, Mom," the man's err fast.

"Yaya ... It's been 37 years and you're not married yet? Look at the age of you. See your school and college friends, married and have kids? And vou? Still feeling at home you say?! Chris is super busy having a wife and kids." The old woman was nagging.

"Mom, I haven't found a suitable one yet." The man who was none other than Mr. David replied. His gaze wanted his mother not to discuss this anymore.

Honey, the woman snorted.

"Your ex is so much. How much more until there is a match?! Until this old lady dies, huh?!" The old woman clucked.

"What did Mom say?!" Mr. David looked at his mother not like.

"Want to?"

"I want to have a son-in-law and a grandson. Chris' mom just has, I don't have any?" The old woman compared again.

"In addition, waiting for a match, Glory Entertainment will not have a successor!" And drift towards the heir.

"Mom does not accept your objection. If you don't want to accept Mom's choice, take your choice in front of Mom, a week from now at most. If not, be prepared to stand at the altar!" The Great Mistress stood up and left Mr. David after giving an ultimatum.

David breathed a heavy breath. Massaging forehead.

"What's a special feature?"murmured Mr David, if not married will be faced with an arranged marriage?

Then about the successor?

And the deadline was only one week, where was he looking for her?

There are many indeed. But, does it fit? Yes, even if it is only marriage on the basis of each other's interests, it will feel very uncomfortable.

He is the president of entertainment. But he is not good at acting.

Rubbing his face rough. To whom did he tell? Chris, his only friend is no more.

"Lia?" Suddenly it came to his mind.

"But …." The man was very doubtful. "Ahh .. forget it, David! You can't expect it!" Groaning frustration.

"Yes .. I'll ask for his advice."

In a room with bad lighting, there were several people surrounded by a woman lying on the bed. His stomach was big and his lips were hissing. Her position was like someone about to give birth.

Increasingly, his his hissing turned into a shriek and a shout. Followed by a baby's loud cry.

"Either again?" The door of the room was open. From her voice, a woman.

"Here you go, madam."

"Take off. It's up to you to kill me!"

"N-no!" The woman who had just given birth, exclaimed. He wants to rise. However, his body was detained.

"No, Mother! I beg you not! He's my son! Don't take it away!" The woman was crying. Stuck and pleaded. However, not digubris. The door closed along with the crying of the baby who was getting away.

"No, Mother! Mom!! Don't take my son!! Nah! Nay! Hiks .. hiks ..hiks .. no. Aghh!!"

Shouts mixed with tears. Sounds very heartbreaking. But, nobody cares.

"Well!"

"Well!"

Camelia woke up because of her dream. A dream that is like a continuation of a previous dream. The sweat is pouring.

"Is this a clue?"camelia muttered. The dream kept coming. It is not wrong to be taken as a clue. Only, the clues are unclear. Frosted. It was like a silhouette. Only one that Camelia clearly remembered, her voice.

"Are they my parents? But, why did they split up and I was separated from my mother? Is that why I'm in an orphanage?"camelia. There's extras. But, it makes it even more unclear.

Camelia got out of bed. Go to the dispenser to grab a drink. Looking at the clock, the time shows at 03:00. It's still early morning. In fact, he had only slept for a few hours.

And usually, after such a dream, Camelia could not go back to sleep again. After drinking, Camelia headed for her study table. Open the notebook and grab the pen. Turn on the study lamp.

Camelia needs a shift of focus.

Today, I dream the same thing again. I don't know what that means? Is it a clue or just passing by?

If that dream is my past, should I hate that man? Or listen to the reason?

The woman .. must have suffered greatly.

If true, I would like to ask, are they still alive? If so, where are they now?

If not, give me a hint. At least I should make a pilgrimage for them.

Camelia let out her breath. That was his diary.

More relieved after pouring out his feelings with a scratch pen. But still, he could not sleep. Decided to study the play. Read, take notes, and mark what is considered important.

It's morning. Sunlight slurped into the room. Disturbing someone who sleeps at a desk.

The woman opened her eyes. She is Camellia, who

falling asleep at the table after getting tired of studying the script.

"Hom!"

Wiggling then stretching his body. "The night was very short. But, it felt so long," Camelia lamented, exhaling softly. Rise up and open the curtains.

Letting the light enter freely into his room. Camelia touched his neck. His face was covered in sunlight. It was warm, so warm that Camelia closed her eyes.

Drtts

Drtts

Cellphone's ringing. "Yes, Hello, Brother?"

"Hello, Lia. Can you go to the company, Lia? There are some things to discuss."

"What time, brother?"

"Around 10 o'clock. Do you have another agenda?"

"After this I will make a pilgrimage."

"Oh, okay. Then I'll see you later."

"Yes, Brother."

The call ended and Camelia rushed to prepare.

About 30 minutes later, Camelia had been dressed, wearing a dark-colored dress. Then polish his face.

"Mom, is Mom ready?" It was Lucas' voice accompanied by a knock on the door.

"Already" said Camelia, opening the door. Lucas and Liam are also ready.

"Come," Camelia asked, holding her two children's hands towards the dining table.

"Daddy wants to come. But, there was a meeting this morning. You're the only ones who leave" said Mr. Shane, finishing breakfast. Which is possessed by them.

The journey to Shane's family funeral takes about 30 minutes.

Lina was amazed by this family funeral. Elegant and classy. From its location, it can be clearly seen that this is an expensive area.

"Lina, this is Shane's family funeral. The deceased members of the family are all buried here. And this is the tomb of Chris, my only son," Shane said. They are in front of Chris' grave.

Lina nodded. Lucas, Liam, and Camelia have laid flowers, followed by Lina.

"Mr Chris, I want to thank you. Thank you for taking care of Lia all this time. May you calm down there."

Daddy, me and Lucas have a dad. His name is Andrean, his family is Gong. And now it's close to Mom. I saw that he was kind and earnest, so I supported him. You're not gonna get mad, are you, Dad? Because, you must want happiness for Mom as well as us.

Liam complained in his heart. Staring straight at Chris' name on his tombstone.

Hi, Dad. How are you doing there? We're good, I hope Daddy calms down. Daddy doesn't have to worry, someone will take care of Mom. His name is Andrean, he's our real father. Hehe .. Daddy does not need to be jealous, because Daddy and Daddy will be the same position. Or maybe Daddy is still the highest.

Lucas also spoke in his heart. Her lips pulled a thin smile.

Son, how are you? A few days ago, a man came and said he wanted to marry Lia. He is the father of Lucas and Liam. We allow it, only on condition. Your goal is to tie Camelia up so that Shane's family has offspring. You wouldn't think us selfish, would you, son?

Mrs Shane too. His eyes were sad on Camelia. Camelia herself, however, said nothing, neither oral nor inward.