The Journey
The Part 25

Clarry, or what we call irene, currently sitting in one of the best bar stools in Canada with a glass of whiskey in his hand with makeup On his face so that others do not recognize yes as irene andreas. His eyes looked around meticulously as if trying to figure out who was in the club.

"Miss, target approaching" the voice sounded from the black earpods in irene's left ear, Irene's eyes now glanced at the entrance that had just been entered by a man who was still quite young. Observing for a moment before replying to the words of his subordinates was as quiet as possible so as not to arouse suspicion from others.

"him?" irene asked calmly and with eyes that looked at the glass in her own hands, after hearing the answer from her subordinates if that man was the target then Irene only needed to be as calm as possible so that the man was not suspicious

At first the man sat not far from Irene and ordered his own drink, his behavior of course could not be separated from the view of irene silently. Observing the man Irene very confidently would say if the man looked chaotic, very chaotic perhaps in his degree to depression.

Irene turned her eyes back around as the man she was observing looked at herself with a curious look on her face, he could feel that the man was still staring at him so Irene still looked around until her eyes glared at someone he knew very well sitting on one of the bar sofas with several young girls and alcohol around it. As the eyes of the two met with a glance, Irene very quickly gave the person a sharp look while the person instead smiled and raised the glass filled with alcohol in her right hand. How could it be, how could the girls want to be with that old geezer. Irene is not out of thought with her grandfather who clearly never changed from the old days even her grandmother had given up, now she is increasingly convinced if her uncle Jimmy and Caleb follow in her grandfather's footsteps.

Sighing slowly Irene finally refocused her task no matter the grandfather who held the old, wild and free faith. Irene turned her head when she felt someone sitting next to her, that she was the target right next to her and looking at her flatly made Irene flustered 'what's wrong with her' that was the word that meant the look on Irene's face to the man

"hi's... Are you new here? I don't think I've seen you before" said the man who was the target

"yes I just arrived in Canada earlier" Irene replied with a smile that was of course fake

"ahs... Then welcome to Canada, my name is Christian" the man said, sticking his hand out at Irene. Irene looked at the hand for a moment before shaking it

"Renee" Irene replied still with her fake smile

"ahs.. What a beautiful name for an angel like you, but if you'd like to know what you're doing here? You look so young to be in this place Renee" Christian said

"ahs... I'm 18 years old so I've been legally in the bar and yes I'm watching my grandfather" he said, pointing out that his grandfather was still playing, saying in his heart Irene was sorry for making his grandfather an excuse

"ohs... Very unique grandfather" answered Christian with a small rarity, Christian still looked at irene this time with a look of amazement. Smiling faintly and drinking his drink slowly, Irene who had from the beginning realized the sight of Christian was still busy pretending to watch over the grandfather. After feeling Christian too long to look at him Irene turned her head back to face Christian.

"ahs.... Well maybe both, soothe yourself with alcohol and play to forget about the problem. Yes that's what I'm doing" said Christian, who now smiled as if he was feeling sorry for himself

"mmm.... Is it a love problem? You know, my friend used to tell me about how he spent all night with a pretty good-looking guy and the next day he'd figure out how to get revenge for his ex" irene said in a sad tone that was once again of course fake, where there was she had a friend as long as she was on campus no one dared to be pretentious to her. His friends were always in different countries and very rarely met because of their respective activities.

"i'm sure it must have been annoying to see your face turn so bad in a matter of seconds, but my case wasn't about romance" said Christian, who smiled after seeing Irene's bewildered look

"more precisely friendship, yes there is a little powder romance nemang but not as big as you think and again there is a family problem --" christian's speech stopped with Christian's pull towards the back made Christian shocked and a little emotional while Irene already knew someone was approaching them from her subordinates.

" hey!! Our conversation is not over! You can't just run away!!" said a man who pulled Christian back with a loud voice and eyes that stared intently at Christian, all eyes of the visitor looking at the commotion. Irene could see that all the views of the visitors and workers in the bar as if she would have gotten used to the quarrel of the two people in front of her, Christian jerked the person's hand with a sharp look and hostility.

"how many times have I told you not to.ngangu.me! Don't you understand my language?!" christian asked cynically and looked down at the man in front of him

"you can't divert everything with a drink and swim-happy!!! All you need is to solve all the problems!! They won't be finished if you don't handle them!!" said the man sharply but this time his gaze was as if he was hurt by Christian's rejection. Irene could see that all the problems were quite complicated, but why the man in front of Christian was angry, upset but in his eyes was seen the radiance of longing, but, guilt and pain are similar to Christian's eyes but are more likely to be emotional fluency. Seeing that things were getting worse he looked at his subordinates and glanced at the two quarreling people, while his clueless subordinates immediately moved to force the two people into his room.

Irene was only able to let out her breath violently, how could the workers who worked in the bar not dare to stop the two people to eat the loss because of some furniture damaged by both. Moving his legs towards where the grandfather irene again sighed when he saw the group of girls around the grandfather more and more, Irene, he knows that his grandfather still has a face that is still young and looks like 45 years old but come on he is even more than half a century old. After stopping right in front of the grandfather who was blocked by the black ceramic round table, Irene saw the grandfather with one eyebrow raised and a folded hand on his chest without caring about the girls looking at himself strangely

"oh, my beautiful grandson, how can your grandfather help you?" asked the grandfather or great master andreas with his smile to irene, Irene was sure if the old man had deliberately said 'my granddaughter' with the emphasis that Irene did not care for. Another Irene who doesn't care is different from the girls who are around Mr. andreas they glared at horror when the handsome man they believed to be a widower in his 40s turned out to have a grandson who even made them jealous because of his beauty

"enough to play grandpa with me, oh my God how you can be here from so many countries" Irene grumbled to her grandfather who was avenged by a small oddity

"because I knew your daddy was coming back to Italy while your brother's party in Las Vegas and you're my dear granddaughter going to the ant club?! No no grandpa would not let it. Well now come on " said Mr. Andrew after making it out of the horde of young girls who wanted the property and moved to embrace irene's hip taking her away from the sofa she had just occupied.