THE DANCE FOR RICH MAN
I'm happy with him!

The handsome, and dashing man with all his charms was standing in the courtyard of a luxurious house like a palace. The house is more luxurious and magnificent than a royal palace. Yes, his parents are the richest people in America, so it is not imaginary to have a magnificent, luxurious house and an area of tens of hectares.

"Sir, you're finally back." The butler has pale white skin or commonly called albino greet and welcome Mike.

"Old not meet." Mike answered flatly and without turning his head, he immediately stepped into the mansion whose door was tightly guarded by two bodyguards on the right and left sides.

Mike spread his eyes around every corner of the house. Nothing has changed from a dozen years ago, everything is still the same. His gaze came to a halt on his childhood photo framed and stuck to the wall. Mike smiled at her, but her smile vanished as he recalled how tormented she was while living inside the golden roar.

"Mike, is that you?" mike's familiar voice sounded from the stairs. Mike turned to look at the middle-aged woman but still looked very beautiful even though she was no longer young.

"Mom." Mike muttered looking at his mother who was walking towards him.

The woman had a full smile when in front of her son who had been running away from home and looking for happiness out there. He shed his tears as he cupped his son's face which looked very handsome.

"Mommy misses you so much, why leave? Why leave Mommy? You've grown up and are very handsome." Cecilia cried and hugged her son very tightly, blowing away all the longings that had been hidden.

"Mommy's lonely, without you." The middle-aged woman was very happy her son had returned.

Mike unraveled the embrace, looking at his mother who he also missed so much.

"Mommy and Daddy have been referred back after you left the house. Forgive us for not understanding your lonely feelings." Cecelia was very sorry for the 12 years she was looking for her son's whereabouts but it was hard to find, the son was good at hiding, he said, but finally, a few days ago he passed the info if Mike had been living with a successful businessman named Carlos.

"I congratulate Mommy and Daddy" Mike answered, looking at his mother with a faint smile.

Cecilia nodded and smiled, then pulled her son's hand towards the living room and sat there. Not long after some waiters came to bring some snacks and warm milk Mike's favorite.

"You're still the same, like warm milk and dried cake."  Cecilia clasped one of her son's hands tightly.

"Why? You don't love Mommy and Daddy anymore?"  Cecilia looked at her son who was also staring at her.

"It's not like that, I'm married and have my own family." Mike was honest.

"Who is that woman? Is he from a distinguished family? Are the seedlings, bebet and weights clear?" fretful Cecilia, she won't let her son live with a destitute woman.

"It turns out Mommy hasn't changed. Are castes, treasures and thrones important to you?!" Mike says cold and flat.

Cecilia did not reply, she was silent as if she was planning something.

"I'm happy with him, Mom." Mike made a sound again, looking at his mother with an annoyed look.

"No matter how happy you are, Mommy won't agree if she's from a lowly family!"

"Mom!!!"

"You're the successor to Mommy's business empire, and you have to be with a woman who's worth our family! Remember that Mike!"

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Patience Mike .. Patience ...

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