President's Beloved
President Chap's Beloved. 37
"Who rang the bell?"ask Camelia confused. He who was in the kitchen turned off the gas stove and took off his apron. Camelia thought it wasn't Abi's brother, Lucas, Liam, or Dion because they all knew the password to the door of this apartment.
"Yes?"camelia answered after opening the door.
"You?" Camelia gasped to find out who rang the doorbell.
"We meet again!"
"Yes, we meet again. I was curious as to what brought Miss Gong to this simple apartment of mine," Camelia replied with a sweet smile.
Yeah, the one who hit Camelia's apartment bell was Rose Liang. If you ask where and how Rose knows and can get into the apartment unit that is known most as the most expensive and grandest unit. Rose knows Camelia lives here along with her floor and unit from Jordan. It's a way to get into the floor and this unit because of the money. Rose spent a large sum of her money which was originally a black card Andrean gave her.
"Foot off from this country immediately! Back to your country!"rose said without further ado.
"Huh? Wh why? What reason?"camelia asked in succession, leaning against the door she had closed. Camelia clasped her hands staring at Rose. Rose seems to be stunned.
" I have a right where I want to be. You are not the government, nor are you part of the immigration that can deport me back to Canada!"continued Camelia. Camelia has a passport, has a visa, has complete documents as a permit to stay for a certain period of time in another country.
Who is Rose? Only an artist, despite having a great fiancee, already had children as well. In Camelia Rose's eyes was no one. Camelia only looked at Rose because Rose was the biological child of Madam and Mr. Liang and Big Brother of Dion, even if Dion admitted it.
"You! You need to get out of this country as soon as possible, Jasmine! Don't let me act and make you regret!"rose ignored Camelia's reply. Rose pointed at Camelia with her index finger, her eyes glaring at the sign she was furious and forced her will on Camelia.
Camelia gasped for a moment. Sure enough, the enemy recognized his enemy. And a foolish enemy is hard to resist his actions.
"Mahaha …." Camelia. "Who did you call me, Jasmine? Miss Gong, you're wrong. Obviously my identity is Camelia, Camelia Shane. I don't know what else you know by the name you mentioned. Please, don't change someone's name! I can indict you on the basis of good name harassment!"camelia. Rose was stunned again.
"If you meet me just to say this, then you've got the answer. You don't have to fear me flirting let alone snatching your fiancee. I am a dignified woman. There's no reason to tease your fiancee. And even if I wanted to find a replacement for my husband, I would look for someone more than my husband. However, it felt impossible because my husband was the only perfect and best for me and the children. Ah one more, I still give tolerance to you, considering your name was also dragged due to netizen posts some time ago. However, you are already very mature, being able to tell which one is intentional or not."
Rose either went silent digesting Camelia's speech or didn't know what to attack Camelia with.
"If there's nothing to talk about anymore, I'll let you in. Soon my family will be home, I have to finish my cooking." Camelia was deliberately calm, maintained her composure and remained polite yet sharp to Rose. It was enough in her heart that Camelia chanted all sorts of curses for Rose.
Looking at Rose who did not consider it, Camelia gave a small nod then walked in and shut the door. He returned to the kitchen to continue his pending activities.
"What else is it?!"erang Camelia was upset that someone was pressing the bell again, even though she had just turned on the gas stove. Camelia guessed it was Rose who was unfinished.
"A …."
"Eh?" Camelia blinked to find Abi's sister who was swept by Jordan.
"Mom, Aunty Abi was sprained in the basement. Fortunately there was Uncle Jordan, so we asked for his help," Lucas explained to Camelia's astonishment.
"We go in first. Poor Mr. Jordan took me. I'm heavy" Abi and Camelia said, letting Jordan in.
"Uncle Dion hasn't come home yet?"ask Liam.
"Maybe Uncle Dion is nostalgic" Camelia replied as she was.
"Lia get me an ice cube, please," asked Kak Abi while massaging her ankle.
"Just me!" Lucas volunteered and headed straight for the kitchen.
"Ah, okay."
"Mrs. Jordan, thank you for your help," Camelia told Jordan, who stood up and had her eyes fixed on him.
"Eh ah? You welcome. As it should be," Jordan replied stuttering as he was caught staring at Camelia with interest.
"However, I can't accept an adult male guest like you without the presence of my sister. I'm sorry, Mr. Jordanian. Not that I'm expelling you. However, you know for yourself our profession and cctv is always everywhere" Camelia said.
Jordan seems reluctant to leave the middle room of Camelia's apartment. He nodded with a forced. "Lia take Mr. Jordan to the elevator" said Abi. Camelia had protested but Abi's undeniable gaze made Camelia sigh slowly.
"Come, Mr. Jordan." - Jordan." Jordan's smile expands. Camelia stepped up first followed by Jordan.
"If you have time, may I invite you to dinner together?"ask Jordan without further ado. He took a pretty big step.
"In order?" Camelia narrowed her eyes.
"Err in order .. ah sharing, sharing about our work."
"Only two? If yes, I refuse it! Because it's more like dating than sharing about work" Camelia replied.
"Not both. But, along with my fellow artists. Think of it as an artist-friendly interview activity from two countries where you represent your country. That's what she means, Miss Camelia."
"Oh, formal event. Okay. I accept," replied Camelia. The tense Jordan instantly sumringah. He then pulled over and got into the elevator.
"Your genes, they owe me, too" Camelia murmured.
"My popularity will rise if I make good friends with him!"jordan in the elevator.