Son Of Two Ceo
The Child Wanted

On the other side.

Emma walked happily to her study. He hummed while twirling the keys of the room on his index finger.

"My son is cute, my son is funny, my son is smart." Emma sings while opening the door slowly.

"Then a long time."

Emma glared at the sight of Matt already perched in his chair like yesterday.

"You again!"

"Where's Aldrich?" Matt asked as he walked closer to Emma.

"Aldrich didn't come because he didn't want to see you!"

"Liar." Matt looked at Emma suspiciously. "Today I brought him more toys."

"Stop giving him toys, you're not his papa. I can buy a toy for my own son."

"Why are you so chatty? I bought a toy for Aldrich, not for you. He also loved my gift of toys yesterday." Matt smiled triumphantly.

Geck! Geck!

Nina again appeared at the door after knocking a few times.

"Sorry to interrupt his romantic time. Mr. Ian left this file to me to give it to Miss. He didn't know that Mr. Wayne had quit, so could only ask me to give you this." Nina said while showing the documents in her hands.

"OKAY. Thank you, yeah." Emma accepts, then closes the door when Nina is gone.

"Wayne? Isn't he your secretary?" Matt sat back down. This time, he sat on the sofa.

"Yes. I fired him." Emma put the document on the table, then sighed tiredly.

"Hm? Wh why? Has he not served your family for long? He's like your assistant. Ryker just idolized him. He said Wayne was like the secretary god."

"uh? What the fuck?" Emma laughed softly, then took her eyes off the documents she had put down. "Wayne made a mistake that I can't tolerate anymore."

"What mistake?"

"That's my personal business. Why do you have to know?"

"You're just interfering in my personal affairs. Why can't I interfere in your personal affairs?" Matt said as he looked at Emma.

"You mean Sylvia? I just feel sorry for you. Not meant to interfere. My actions are good anyway, right?"

"I want to do good too. If you need a secretary just tell me, I have some experienced people. And..." Matt paused his sentence in embarrassment, he fell silent for a while and continued. "And from now on, tell me more about yourself."

"meaning?"

"Don't get me wrong, I just wanted to thank you, so I hope to help you with something. For the next time, just tell me if there's a problem." Matt's face suddenly flushed red from enduring the embarrassment.

Emma smiled stiffly.

How can I misunderstand him, I just don't understand what he's saying. Yes, yes first.

"Yes. I'll tell you."

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Somewhere else. A house that looks fragile.

Aldrich entered his home with an expression that was difficult to explain. Arriving inside, he placed his original bag on a cold floor banner.

"It's not enough... The information is lacking."

Aldrich sat down violently. He no longer had the strength to stand. Is it wrong if he feels the world is so cruel to him?

Mother who had only been considered fierce and angry, it turns out that people who have a dark story and are willing to survive to take care of her.

As well as the father who he had always considered not to love him, it turned out to be a mysterious figure who had died before they could meet.

Now it's... Aldrich doesn't even know why he's alone in this world? Where exactly is he? So many conflicts that almost drove him crazy.

Mother and father who died mysteriously. And a big family full of secrets. That's too sickening.

Ughhhh!

"It turns out the article I read was true. If you have a heartache, your stomach will hurt."

To relieve his stomach ache, Aldrich lay down for a while. Finally his body felt the cold again sleeping bareback, after a few weeks of sleeping on a soft mattress.

"I knew that I couldn't give up on finding out the truth about my parents, even though the opponents were the Hamiltonians. But honestly, it was pretty hard. I don't have any ideas now, what should I do?"

Aldrich sat down and took his book out of the bag. He began to record all the stories that Mr. Hendro said earlier. If one day he was dazed from thinking too much, there was at least this note that would remind him.

After writing everything down, Aldrich rubbed the tip of his pen to the head. "Wait first... If my mother's a doctor, how did she get poison? I remember once mom talked about poison before she died."

Aldrich shut up for a second. The silence of the house makes it comfortable to think.

"About what would make someone willingly eat poison without the slightest suspicion? Though himself a doctor who must understand about poison."

Clot!

Aldrich stared at the door of the house he had closed before. It was shaking as if it wanted to be opened by someone from the outside.

Kriee...

The mysterious man who had just entered stopped moving when he learned that a pointed pen was being thrust towards his neck.

"Who?" Aldrich asked with a cold look. His hand seemed not afraid to thrust the real sharp object towards the stranger before.

"Hey relax, son. Should I ask why a kid like you is here? And how did you get in? This is a private place, not a playground."

"Personal place?"

"Yes. This house belongs to her acquaintance Miss Emma Rosaline. It's my job to clean it up every day."

Aldrich was surprised, and slowly lowered his pen. "It turns out the man's brother Emma."

"Eh? You know Miss Emma?"

"Yes. My name is Aldrich."

"God! His adopted son?! My name is Tandha Thanya."

His name is a question mark? Very unique.

"Greetings to uncle." Aldrich immediately smiled and changed his threatening expression earlier.

"Geez, I was really surprised. Why are you trying to kill me?" The man who looked the same age as Mr. Darma was goosebumps in fear when he re-imagined the previous scene.

"Hehe... I thought uncle was a bad guy. Don't bad people deserve to be killed? What kind of kid can I do to protect myself? Just a weak little boy. That's why I aim for uncle's throat, it's easier to get stabbed and make uncle die. If it's hard for the heart, there's a rib."

Geez, this child is speaking sadistically with a casual expression.

"Oh yeah, how do I call uncle?" Aldrich asked while putting the book and the questioner back into the bag.

"I-I'm usually called Tandha."

"Uncle Tandha, usually here to clean up?" Ask Aldrich.

"Yes. Actually, it should be morning to clean it. But today's bad luck."

Just barely. I thought the one who wanted to break through earlier was the bad guy who was after me. Fortunately I was not rash.

Right now I'm sure that my position is being targeted. But maybe the person who is after me now uses a more neat and natural-looking way. Not as messy as chasing my mom.

And the one who was looking for me, must have involved many parties.

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Matt was about to leave Emma's study because the business was done. But not yet reaching the door, he turned his head towards the woman who was now being preoccupied with the document.

"Oh yes Emma. What about my previous request for help?"

"Hm? Which one?" Emma is still focused on her work.

"On the little boy I'm looking for. Do you have a clue? My family asked again."

"There's no clue. Go quickly, don't bother me."

"Yes yes."