“Adam, are you bluffing to avoid your punishment?” Arabella was trying to calm herself but deep inside she was already in a mess. Adam never used such lame excuses for his wrongdoings.
But it’s impossible!
They were ten times fold away from capital Z.
She tried all her best to hide from the crowd and cameras in the concert and yet, Adam here was telling he saw his father.
He saw him.
How’s that possible?
Unless fate would play a trick on her again.
No way!
Arabella was deliriously fighting against her mind and refusing to believe Adam’s words. She was already unconsciously wringing her hands on the steering wheel as she wanted to scream to get rid of her agitation.
“Forget about it, mom. Maybe I am wrong or I am right. I don’t know. It doesn't matter.” Without any clue that her mom was already freaking out secretly, Adam replied with an upset tone beneath his breath.
“Did you already apologize to your Aunt Lira?” To avert the topic, Arabella asked trying to appease Adam and most importantly herself. She didn’t want Adam to dwell on his imagination and she was not ready to talk about his father especially with other people around.
Adam looked at his Aunt Lira and smiled naughtily.
“I am sorry Aunt Lira.” Adam paused. “But you still have to thank me though.” He murmured in a low voice.
Lira frowned but with a pleasant curiosity at him.
“Can you explain to me why I have to say thanks to you? You give me a fright!” Lira was smiling now but her brows clashed in the middle.
“Because of me, Uncle Damien had shown up. Duh….” Adam said it with a cute silly tone.
Lira blushed instantly. She didn’t know how to reply
She couldn’t believe what she heard from Adam and she didn’t know how to answer him.
How did a five-year-old boy know it?
Is she really that obvious?
She couldn’t imagine what Adam had witnessed as she always sneaked a look at Damien’s house from time to time hoping to see him through his glass window.
“Adam, that’s enough. It’s not Aunt Lira’s night. It’s yours.” Arabella came to Lira’s rescue. Her son was a smart boy and he didn’t need to put much effort to know his Aunt Lira’s feelings for his Uncle Damien.
“Sorry, mom, and sorry Aunt Lira.” This time, Adam cooed with sincerity. Admittedly, he was really wrong this time. Looking outside the window, Adam remembered the man he met.
He also wondered what he was doing?
Where did he go?
Why is his name the same as his father's?
The man wasn’t friendly but he let him dined with him.
The man didn’t talk but he let him stay with him.
Is he really his father?
But her mom’s expression said it’s impossible.
Adam gave up the case and lifted his shoulder then he dropped it down while releasing an ample air.
Sneaking her son in the rear-view mirror, Arabella felt her heart was clenched. She knew Adam was bothered by something.
“Adam, are you all right my son?” Arabella saw her son’s gloominess while his gaze was outside.
“I’m fine mom. I just felt tired.” Adam replied and closed his eyes. He really felt tired as his little mind was thinking about the man.
Bill.
While his eyes were shut, Adam was hoping to see him again. In his little mind, Bill was already his stranger friend.
They arrived in the house and Adam was already sleeping.
Damien who was waiting for their arrival carried Adam gently and put him directly to his bed then he bid good night to Arabella without glancing at Lira.
“Good night, Ms. J. I’m sorry again.” With a heavy heart, Lira said while still blaming herself.
“Lira, one sorry is enough. We found Adam so please let’s rest well tonight.” Arabella smiled at her. Lira had apologized so many times tonight.
“Thank you, Ms. J. You are the kindest and the loveliest person I have met.” Lira replied with sincerity. She was really very thankful to meet Arabella in her life.
Arabella smiled at her feeling flattered when her phone suddenly rang.
Arabella looked at the time.
It’s 10 p.m.
She frowned. Celine was calling her personally. Arabella remembered that she gave her personal number to her when they were rehearsing the night before the concert.
“Hello?” Arabella picked up the phone. She wondered what’s the reason for her call.
“What happened to you? I didn’t saw you after the event. I am holding a private party right now for having a successful night and for my last night in this city. You are my VIP guest at this party as, without you, we really didn’t know what to do. You helped us a lot to make the event successful. So, please come now. Pretty please?” Celine had greeted her with continuous words like they suddenly became so close.
“We might not see each other again. I’ll be flying to country W very early tomorrow. So, can you come? Don’t worry it’s just us and the crew. No media and cameras okay?” Celine was obviously not taking no for an answer.
“O… Okay.” Arabella was liked being hypnotized by Celine’s convincing power.
“Great! See you then.” Excitement was traced in Celine’s voice. She then hung up first.
Arabella was rooted in her spot for quite a while.
How could she say yes so easily without thinking it much?
On a side note, Celine was holding a party for her. How could she be so heartless not to attend?
Weighing the pros and consequences, she massaged her forehead to relax her mind.
What if she was just thinking too much?
She was just exaggerating things.
Arabella heaved a heavy sigh before she went to Adam’s room and changed him.
After she changed Adam, she called Damien.
“Damien, are you still up?” Arabella had to disturb Damien.
“I‘m good. Why?” Damien replied hastily.
“Celine is inviting me to her Despedida and thank-you party. Can you come with me?” Arabella needed Damien to come with her as her personal guard. With Damien, she always felt secured.
“Sure. Give me a minute.” Damien plainly answered.
“No rush. I am still going to change. See you.” Arabella was the first to hang up the phone as she was satisfied with Damien’s answer.
“Beep! Beep!” In just a little while, a car was heard beeping outside. It’s a sign that Damien was already outside.
After Arabella had asked Lira to take care of Adam, she hurriedly ran outside and went inside Damien’s car.
They arrived at the party venue in just 30 minutes.
Arabella was quite surprised. She thought it’s a formal one but it’s quite the opposite. There’s loud music, drinking, and dancing. Everyone was free to do whatever they prefer.
“Thank you for coming J. I’m so happy to see you again. “Celine walked towards them with a bright smile. Mr. Harvey was with her side.
Earlier, Mr. Harvey had given her a talent fee. It’s quite big digits so she had no regrets about playing besides, even without any compensation, she really loves to perform with Celine.
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