YOUNG MASTER I HATE YOU
S2 Polidirector Charles

“Hahaha.” Mark and Charles laughed loosely after their sharp gazes. His laughter sounded friendly, but no one knew what it meant.

“It turns out you've forgotten my Polidirector.” The disappointed face of Mark then drank his cocktail back. While Charles Scot seemed to think of Mark's sentence that seemed like they had known each other for a long time.

“I'm sorry Mr. Mark, I'm old the memory is not so good either. Argh... I should try to remember you well mr.”

“I hope the polydirector remembers me well soon. Very dear to forget the very memorable memories between us.” Mark's gentle smile expands, so with Charles who looks nodding with his smile.

In the middle of the conversation the two suddenly came over and whispered to Mark. While Charles poured back the bottle of drink into his glass, occasionally he glanced at Mark and Rangga.

“Polidirector, it looks like our conversation is quite up here.” Mark stood up and tidied up his suit. “This is my business card. Contact me if you've regained your memory.” Rangga handed me the business card.

“Good sir.” Charles stood up and took the business card and looked at it for a moment.

“Never remember it back. It is not wrong to start this good relationship from the beginning.”

Mark grunts a smile, “Alright. if so please excuse mr.”

“Iya please.”

Mark immediately left. Charles sat back down, his hand clasped tightly onto Mark's business card, there was a look of tension on his face. He grabbed his glass and finished his drink with a single gulp, then he also passed away leaving the party room.

***

Charles's car entered a luxurious house. When his car stopped, the bodyguard opened the door.

“What is my wife and child at home?”

“Iya sir.”

Charles tidied his tie, it appears he set his breath before entering the super luxurious house.2 steps Charles stopped.

“Don't follow me. I want private time with my wife and son.” He said coldly to the bodyguards who were following him behind.

“Good sir.”

Charles continued his steps. Room by room he passed by. Just go straight to the family room, because at this hour usually his wife and children are still active there, whether it's watching or other.

“Axcell, Elin.. Daddy home.” Charles spread his hands with a big smile. I hope her 8-year-old twins come to her.

Meanwhile his son and wife who were relaxing immediately turned to him.

“Axcell, Elin let's welcome daddy!” anette, her mother, orders her to see her son and daughter who are silent with a flat expression.

“Honey.. don't you miss daddy? Here daddy wants to hug you.” move his arms that are still stretched.

Soon Axel and Elin approached Cherles with slow steps as if in doubt.

“Vi savner deg daddy/we miss you daddy” Both said while in Charles' arms.

“Daddy is also dear.” Kissing the cheeks and forehead of his twin many times, then carrying the two towards the sofa near his wife.

Axles and Elin yawn, it's natural that it's time for children to sleep.

“Si twin daddy sleepy huh?”

“Iya, dad.” Answer the two while glancing at her Mommy.

“Ya. Daddy accompany you to bed.” Charles immediately carried his two children to the room.Abroad heard Charles joking but not so responded by his son.

“Charles..” murmured Anette stared at Charles's distant back. Anette rubbed her suddenly teary eyes, then she immediately headed for her room.

Shortly after, Aksel and Elin fell asleep in a gentle clap from Charles. Charles got up and headed to his room.

“Do they sleep?” anette asked when Charles entered the room, he had changed into a nightgown.

“Already. Where's Jark? I didn't see it?” while removing his suit which was immediately helped by Anette. Jark was their first child.

“Jark not coming home. She stayed at a friend's place.” Obviously Anette, then gave Charles a set of nightgowns and packed the clothes Charles had just dropped into the dirty clothes. I don't know why Anette's hand seemed to shake.

“Charles,” murmured again. He held his trembling hand and then returned to the room.

“Sadly there is something I want to ask you.” said Charles who was already sitting by leaning on the head of the bed.

“About what dear?” Anette went to her dresser, put on her skincare.

“So during Jack Dag's party I met someone, he was like a lot of analyzing me. But I just wait not to remember.” Anette's hand immediately stopped the activity of hearing Charles's mouth and immediately turned to Charles.

“Name of Mark Rendra, he's a businessman.” Evidently.

“Mark Rendra? me, me too. ah, I don't know baby I doubt.” Anette replied hesitantly and stammeringly. He went back to the mirror and put on his skin.

While Charles who was about to ask further immediately locked up his intentions. The strange Skipa Anette made her suspicious, for quite a while she noticed Anette who was also acting strangely at the dressing table.

“It looks like I have to find out for myself.”

“Alright darling. It seems like our memory power is both decreasing. God natt/good night.” Charles lay down, danced the blanket and instantly closed his eyes.

“God natt.” Answer Anette.

Anette fell silent, her roar of breath irregular. His hand that was patting gently his face immediately came down, very limp.

“Charles who are you exactly?”

Seriate..

Sorry, brother, long time not up and fitting up is also bit baget. I don't know why I'm suddenly smashed. haha.

And one more brother may be disappointed because this part only discusses Charles who knows who. But honestly, this should also be a little told so that the story does not seem to jump around.

Who can guess not this Charles???