The Become A Villain In The Novel
Chapter 16

Tonight the crew and I will have dinner together because everything has gone well.

“Hopefully the audience's reaction is also good,” said Keegan who was driving this time to the restaurant where dinner was held.

“Iya, hopefully,”. Although I never said it blatantly I also wanted to have a good image and be known to people for my abilities. I want to focus on working and start enjoying my life. Life is full of scandals and bad news like this is really hard. Moreover, the news was all unfounded.

“They will definitely be amazed by Mom, I'm sure,” Sania said. “My same kayak who was amazed by Mother.”

I have absolutely no idea why Sania likes me so much. Although I haven't bothered her lately, wasn't Catherine before this mean to her. Sometimes I think, is he pretending to be nice to me to secretly destroy me? But that was not the thing that the female lead would do.

“Why are you amazed by me, Sania? I've never done anything for you.”

“Masa Mommy can't remember? When I accidentally nudged Mom's hand and made coffee spill on my shirt, Mom blazed me. Even though that day I was accused of being unequal to people. My mother also biscuits that day. I believe the accusation of Mother who has done evil to me is just a misunderstanding. Oh, yes, about his blazer—“

“Make you alone,” break me fast.

“Tapi—“

“Then throw away,” sahutku lazy-malasan.

“Then I will keep it well. I consider it a gift from Mother.” Sania smiled happily. Anyone who sees it will fall in love. Except Keegan. Although it was better, the man still often acted annoyingly to her.

“It's not a gift. Catherine never wore the same clothes twice. Especially those who have been stained with coffee.”

“I have no problem. I think it's still a gift. Because Ms. Catherine ngasi blazer it's my nolongin time.”

Keegan grieves doesn't like. “Excessive. If the gift should be a vacation ticket and leave for a week.”

Ah, Keegan. Actually this kid why. A few days ago I asked him where he wanted to go on vacation because I wanted to give him a vacation. Even if it doesn't know when. It's not me who doesn't know when, but himself. He prefers to work than me. I almost never saw Keegan just sitting around. Even at mealtime he focused as much on his food as if it was a document that he had to finish that day.

“Wah, Mas Keegan got a kayak gift like that.”

Keegan looked embarrassed. He didn't answer anything. I don't want to admit that he hasn't got it.

I'm getting curious. Actually why is she acting like this to Sania. At that time he praised her in front of me. Then when he met Sania in person he was acting really annoying and a lot of nonsense. Is he the kind of guy who gets nasty to the woman he likes?

***

“Hopefully the event this time is a success and so on too.” We all toast and drink each other's drinks.

“Mother today was great,” praise the show's producer. “I'm sure the result will be good.”

“True,” says another. “I am sure this program will run successfully.”

We were all smiling and happy. Eat and drink while having a casual conversation.

“I didn't expect Miss Catherine to be this funny guy? From the stories of people I think Mom can not be approached,” said one of the tiny girls.

“The fate of the rich from birth. Not saying anything has been considered arrogant first,” I said in a joking tone.

“I was nervous about working with Mom. Afraid of making mistakes and how. But even better to work with Mom than some other artists.”

“If their pictures are not good. We are the ones being scolded. Though their faces are indeed mediocre. Same with Catherine.”

“Iya, Miss Catherine is so beautiful. Beautiful natural.”

I said all the pleasantries with a smile and focused on my food.

Toadeater. This type of thing I've actually met a lot before people think I'm approachable. But as I began to narrow the distance between everyone, those who used to not dare to look face to face now came into action.

It seems like whatever image you get there is always good and bad.

The next remains the same. Everyone was so nice and friendly to me. Offering food that I can obviously take myself. Drink without being asked. I myself am confused whether this is just plain manners, they are indeed happy and sincere to me, or have other intentions.

“You are not interested in joining this event too?” ask the producer to Sania.

“Follow the same event as Miss Catherine today?”

“Iya. You are the woman who spilled the coffee. Said you had a special relationship with Tony Lesmana. People will be interested in you. This event can get bigger.” That person kept persuading Sania to follow her wishes. Sania glanced at me a little. Like asking for help. But he has to make his own decisions. I have no right to forbid or force him to do anything.

“I can't attend an event like that. I'm also not famous for Miss Catherine and Tony.”

“Then from that you have to join this program. Introducing your figure that is not yet known by many people. If you explain well the misconception about the coffee incident, it would be good for Ms. Catherine."

Sania glanced at me again. “Can I really help Mom?”

I exhaled. And said firmly, “You don't have to help me like that. Decide if you want to come or not based on your own wishes. I will not force or stop you from coming.”

Sania did not answer. He seemed to be thinking.

“Think well," said the producer. “This may be a stepping stone if you want to start the world of artisan.”

“I don't intend to be an artist.”

“Then do it because of someone.”

I stopped eating. The old man was well aware of being able to take advantage of Sania by using me.

“If you think joining the show can help me, Sania, you are wrong. I won't feel helped at all. So decide because of your own wishes.” Then I looked at the producer who laughed apologetically.

As the show was about to end I caught the presence of someone familiar. The person who had been looking up at our table for a bit. My drama with that guy is not over. He must have been very unsettled to see his heart being near the female tiger. Our eyes did not accidentally meet each other, and we can be sure he immediately stared intently at me. I didn't care about it at all and immediately looked the other way. He couldn't have bothered us while we were eating together like this. His image would be ruined if he were to disrespectfully get angry at me here.

But when we left, the man approached. With wide steps and anger clearly imprinted on his face.

***

Sincerely,

Dark Peppermint