Psychopath Girl The Mafia Boss's Daughter
From cold to warm
"Beware Rica, who did you just fight?!! Are you going to destroy this family?" snapped Tn. Pinkston couldn't bear to see Rica's behavior.
"You're not my father. You can't manage me!" Rica ran away down from the stage while blocking her tears.
"That's great. Here's what we got after everything we did for you" she said. Pinkston on her husband.
"Just take care of your shameless daughter! He really made me have no self-esteem anymore. I really misjudged you!"
"Hm! You're gonna regret this, "Miss. Pinkston turned around to follow his daughter.
Mr. Pinkston turned to face Danielan Lina and bowed. "I'm really sorry to you and your family for what happened just now. Rica has acted out of control. I'll be in charge of all this stuff."
"This is the second time and not too long ago we warned you. Wow, what an amazing little family guts, Mr. The pinkston. If you were me, what would you do?"
A strong cold aura instantly enveloped the entire room. For those who watch it, feel the pressure is very strong. It is not clear what Mr. Pinkston itself. Rumor about how frozen and scary Mr. Flors that has been circulating for a long time is no longer a back rumor for people who just know him. With a trembling body, Mr. Pinkston doesn't know what to answer.
"I'm..."
"Pa.." call Julia break the silence. He beckoned with his eyes to glance at Nisa.
Daniel immediately understood and glanced at Nisa who was seen staring sadly at her father. He was confused what to do. On the one hand Rica has indeed made a big mistake but on the other hand his own father has to bear the consequences of this problem. Which one should he choose? Can he apologize to his father to the Flors? Nisa feels unsure, even though she knows that the Flors are not as cold and cruel as what people say. But what Rica had done just now was truly too presumptuous and inexcusable. Seeing Tn. Flors glanced at his biological daughter making Mr. Pinkston followed the direction of the gaze.
"Nisa," said Mr. Pinkston is slow in heart. The little girl he had always ignored would be his savior for today?
Daniel took a long breath. "Well... After the show is over, meet me, Mr. Pinkston," he said grudgingly looking at this man in front of him.
"good. Thank you Mr. Flors," Mr. Pinkston straightened his body and approached Nisa, then hugged her. "Thank you" he whispered.
"Dad, why are you thanking me? I didn't do anything" asked the puzzled Nisa.
"No, I should have apologized profusely to you. I'm sorry dear father. All this time I was too busy working and ignoring you, not picking up your flower body up close, not by your side, I was a bad dad. I've entrusted you too much to Gloria."
"Here's dad. I don't have to apologize."
"No. I am guilty of you and your mother. All this time I've been obeying all of Rica's will and whining until I forget my own biological daughter. And now, my step-daughter who I always knew of all her will had ruined my life, but my neglected daughter was still willing to come and stretch out her hand to save this useless father."
"You're pretty outrageous, Mr. Pinkston," said Lina interrupting Mr. The pinkston. "Taking care of work is important but giving love and attention to children is more important. That's the responsibility as a parent."
"I know that and I realize now that just equipping my daughter with abundant wealth is not enough. The love of her parents is what matters most to her. Will you forgive your father? Just tell me what you want, I'll obey him. Or if you need to punish your father, pour out your emotions because of my biggest mistake with you."
"No, dad. I never blame dad. What you did for me I'm sure it's all for my own good."
"Is that what you said?" chris asked as he walked over to the father and son.
"Chris? What does he want to do?"
Just confused by Chris's words to Nisa and her father, Via suddenly pulls Julia's hand back. It seems that everything on the stage has lined up neatly, except the Flors family and the school that spoke at the corner of the stage show. With each tablet in their hands connected to one laptop. Is Julia getting confused about what really happened?
"Is this aunt Via?" ask Julia.
"Sustt... Chris asked me for help..."
Five minutes ago.
"Prof. Via," call Chris.
"May you ask something for help?"
"Please what? Just say it."
Chris came closer to Via's ear and whispered.
"ee... Did ya? Kyaaa... Romanticize her. I'll be happy to help you."
Via agrees to Chris' request. He immediately told this plan to all the participants who won the race and did not expect them to immediately agree. Unbeknownst to Nisa and Mr. Pinkston, they're all getting ready.
"Why did the science and technology race event turn out to be like this?" asked Julia with a flat expression.
"It's okay once in a while, right? Itung-itung melts the atmosphere that your papa freezes. Everyone in the audience was terrified."
"Who's operating the laptop?"
"I was going to ask Julius, but he didn't.."
"Then I will," cut Julia. He approached the laptop that was lying on the table. He is ready to do what he is told.
Meanwhile, Nisa's cheeks flushed slightly to see Chris. He turned his face and asked. "A, what did you mean just now?"
"On every parent's decision must be for the good of his child."
"of course. Where are parents who do not love their children? Sometimes it's the wrong way to use it."
"You think so?"
"Yes." Yeah."
Chris drew closer to Nisa until Nisa had to raise her head if she wanted to look at Chris in the face. Nisa's getting less and less understanding of what's going on. His heart was racing as Chris clasped his hand. Via immediately gestured for Julia to begin. The stage lights dimmed and left only one light that illuminated Nisa and Chris. The screens on the tablets that each person was holding lit up one by one, displaying images that were connected to each other.
"I should have told you this after you were 18 but I couldn't wait that long. I don't want to lose you, so..."
Chris then crouched down in front of Nisa. He reached into his uniform pocket and took out a small box. The opening of the box containing a diamond ring that is very beautiful reflects the light of the lamp.
"Do you want to get engaged to me?" said it.
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