Love Worth Fighting For

Christian laughed out loud at Charlotte’s words, even though what Charlotte said was true but Christian didn’t want to admit it. Using a clean fork that was on a clean handkerchief, Christian took a slice of kiwi that Charlotte hadn’t touched and ate it straight away. With his mouth full of kiwi, Christian says, “Don’t be so clueless, Miss. As a businessman of course I have lots of issues to think about.”

“Tsk, what a smart talker. It sucks,” Charlotte grumbled annoyed.

Christian laughed again, because he felt the kiwi Charlotte was eating was too sweet, Christian then put the fork in his hand onto the plate and returned his focus to the girl with the same eye color as him with a more relaxed attitude.

“So, when did you arrive? You haven’t answered the question I asked earlier,” Christian says quietly, asking Christian again.

“I was on work in Germany actually, but because I remembered you so I decided to get off in Luxembourg first this morning,” Charlotte answered honestly. “Being a member of one of the biggest social issues organization in the world really cost me a lot of time to have fun, right now I even feel that my face and body are older than my peers.”

Christian purses his lips. “You are the chosen one Charlotte, not everyone can get your trust. So I think just enjoy your job as long as you are still trusted by many people. Because believe me, your job right now is the dream of some people out there.”

“Ah, you’re just like Daddy, Daddy said that too,” Charlotte grumbled annoyed. “Sometimes I feel envious of girls my age out there who can enjoy life freely, doing whatever they want without being burdened with a huge responsibility on many people. I want to feel that.”

Realizing that Charlotte’s sadness was so great that Christian finally moved his seat to Charlotte’s side, Christian slowly patted Charlotte’s shoulder. “If you feel you can’t afford to talk to Uncle Chester, I’m sure he’ll understand.”

.....

“Are you sure Daddy will listen to my request? You know what kind of person my Daddy is.”

“Have you ever tried to have a heart-to-heart talk with him?” Christian asks quickly.

Charlotte shook her head slowly. “Not yet.”

“Why?”

“I’m scared, I’m afraid if Daddy gets angry,” Charlotte answered honestly with her head lowered slowly.

Christian grabs Charlotte’s body so he sits facing her, Christian gently raises Charlotte’s chin so it’s level with his. “If you haven’t tried it how do you know if Uncle Chester is going to get mad, hm?”

Charlotte blinked her eyes, she looked doubtful. Talking to her father who decided never to remarry really made Charlotte feel uncomfortable, Charlotte was afraid that her words would hurt her father.

“Uncle Chester is a wise man, he will certainly understand your wishes. After all, you’ve also worked in that social organization for a long time, haven’t you?”

“Yes.” Charlotte answered quickly. “I’ve worked for almost five years at the organization.”

“Too long, huh,” Christian murmurs quietly.

“Yeah, that’s why I’m getting bored.”

Christian smiles. “Well if you really can’t talk to Uncle Chester, I can accompany you to talk to him.”

“Is that true?!” squealed Charlotte cheerfully.

“Yeah, shouldn’t a friend help his friend, huh?”

Charlotte clenched her right hand which Christian couldn’t see. “Yes, a friend must help a friend who needs help.”

Christian smiled, when he was about to open his mouth to speak suddenly Christian’s attention was stolen by a loud ringing cellphone from above his desk. Immediately Christian got up from his seat and walked to his desk to see who called him, Christian’s eyes widened when he saw Romaria’s name appear on the screen of his cellphone. It’s been two weeks of not returning to the villa making Christian feel a little uncomfortable when he sees Romaria dare to contact him.

“Why not pick up, Christ?” Charlotte asks from the couch when she sees Christian turning off his cell phone instead.

“The numbers are not clear, the scammers who never give up looking for prey are really annoying,” Christian replied lying by saying that those who had just contacted him were bullies who usually offered cheap vacations or increased credit card limits.

The scammers who contacted Christian did not know that the person they were contacting was the number one young entrepreneur in mainland Europe who was so rich, a person who didn’t need a cheap vacation or an increase in credit card limits because he used a black card in his wallet, Christian Clarke can have the most luxurious vacation on earth.

Charlotte laughed heartily at Christian’s words, she couldn’t believe that a Christian Clarke had to suffer such uncomfortable harassment from scammers. Feeling innocent after ignoring the call from Romaria, Christian sits back down next to Charlotte. The two of them then engaged in a pleasant conversation, as they always did when they met. Charlotte, who was curious about why Christian had an exhibition yesterday in New York, then interrogated her childhood friend, as someone who knows how busy Christian is with his work at the office makes Charlotte wonder why Christian would go to the trouble of doing exhibitions abroad which are very far from the main office. Whereas for a Christian Clarke he should simply order people to oversee the exhibition without going directly into it.

****

The villa where Elena is being held.

“How’s Romaria?” Bertha asked in a half whisper to Romaria.

Romana shook her head slowly. “Not picked up, even at this time Young master’s mobile number is not active.”

“Oh my God...how is it? Wait, have you dialed another young master’s cell phone number?”

“It’s the same, I can’t call both cellphone numbers. Both are inactive,” said Romaria quietly, her eyes returning to Elena who was waiting patiently on the sofa not far from where she was and Bertha was standing right now.

Bertha squeezed Romaria’s hand tightly. “How can we talk to Miss Elena now? I can’t bear it, I don’t want to see her cry again.”

“Ok, I’ll talk to Elena then,” Romaria said quietly, trying not to panic.

Bertha removed her hand from Romaria and let Romaria approach Elena.

Elena who was sitting on the sofa smiled a little when she saw Romaria walking towards her. “Unreachable, huh?”

“Sorry, Miss...”

“It’s ok, it’s not your fault. I was the one who was wrong, I forgot that at this hour Christian is busy,” Elena said quietly while feeling her belly which was starting to bulge, entering six months of pregnancy made Elena’s body slowly The land changes because it adapts to the presence of the baby in its stomach.

“But you...”

“Well, I’ll just eat the ice cream in the fridge then. After all, it’s the same ice cream, right.”

Romaria squeezed her hand tightly, hearing Elena’s words made her feel guilty. Since Elena was having trouble standing, Romaria then walked quickly to Elena and helped her up from the sofa.

“Later, if Christian is not busy he will definitely call you back. So you don’t need to call him again, Romaria,” Elena said again when she was already walking towards the pantry to get ice cream with Romaria who helped her walk.

“Okay Miss, I understand.”