The Dispute at the Dining Table

"To be an actress!" Exclaimed Velina loudly while smiling broadly.

The atmosphere was suddenly off.

No one immediately responded to Velina's words. They were all stared at each other, lips wide open.

Marino, who was already sipping his wine, coughed hard.

"Are you going to kill me!" He grunted irritably.

Marino immediately grabbed a glass of water and drank it, coughing a little from the taste that still lingered in his throat.

"No... it seems ... I am the one she wanted to kill..." Nico answered, looked at Velina in disbelief.

It was as if he was seeing a ghost, his face was white when he heard that Velina wanted to become an artist.

"Become an artist? What kind of work is that? Don't look down on yourself like that!" Velina's father replied.

"Isn't your girlfriend an artist too?" Velina asked in return.

Meanwhile, Nadine looked at Jun and Jena, questioningly.

They looked at each other, Jun shook his head violently, tried to say that he did not know Velina's plan at all. Meanwhile, Jena indifferently shrugged her shoulders.

"I'm serious! I want to be an artist!" Exclaimed Velina again, confirmed her previous words.

"You're too old to be an artist!" Marino replied, while sipping the wine into his mouth.

"You're the owner of Val Entertainment! Your words are a divine order, okay?" Velina replied, insistingly.

Velina looked at her father, then, her grandfather. The two of them seemed lost in their thoughts.

She realized by then that talking to her father was useless, Velina immediately turned her gaze towards her grandfather.

"Eyang..."

"No!" Nico cut her firmly.

He then looked at Velina angrily. "I have prepared you to be my successor! Your uncle has educated you for a long time! Are you crazy?" He exclaimed.

"Eyang? Please! I'll still help, promise!" she pleaded again.

"Velina! Your brother had been in charged of Val Entertainment, your sister had been managing our bank since she was young! And you, what? You are the one I gave freedom the most! You were wandering around the world!" Exclaimed her grandfather again.

Meanwhile, the temperature in the room seemed to have dropped very drastically, almost to zero.

"Velina... I know you've been helping us, you often lead your own missions, believe me, I did not have any ill intentions or trying to restraint you." Franco finally spoke, in a gentle tone, tried to make her understand his reasons.

"Wasn't my late mother used to be an artist? She even had an award of the best artiste for three consecutive years before she finally had Marino and resigned from the entertainment world!" Refuted Velina, in one breath.

Everyone fell silent again when Velina mentioned Valerie, her mother.

It had been a very long time since they had heard Velina mention her mother. They knew, Velina was exceptionally serious this time.

Valerie al Ghazali was a woman who was gentle and loving. She had a cheerful and warm nature. She was the light for those people surrounded her.

Everyone was very happy to be around her.

Unfortunately, life was unpredictable.

She died when she gave birth to her third child. Her sudden death shocked everyone greatly.

Her funeral had become a 'National's Mourning Day'.

All television stations broadcasted her funeral ceremony.

Many people flocked to come to her funeral. Thousands of people crowded the streets, brought a lit candle in their hands.

Even Marino, who was only ten years old at that time, did not want to touch little Nadine at all, thought that she was the cause of his mother's death.

Therefore, Nadine grew up to be a quiet child.

Marino spent more time playing with Velina. Little Nadine, who did not know anything, was always looking at her other two siblings to play together.

However, one day, she secretly heard the servants gossiping about the reason why Marino did not want to play with her, his little sister.

Feeling sad and disappointed, Nadine locked herself in her room and was often absorbed in her own imaginary world.

Knowing what had happened to her, Franco was furious and fired all of his servants who were caught red-handed gossiping about it.

Nico immediately got up from his chair. He was about to go to his study, when Velina also got up from her chair, and knelt on the floor in front of everybody.

"Eyang, please give me a chance!" She pleaded.

Nico paused, then he immediately continued walking.

"Give me one year! Only one year!" she continued again, worried as she watched her grandfather ignored her and walked steps ahead.

"After that, then what?" Nico turned around and asked.

Velina breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her grandfather turned around, "In one year, I will get the award of the Best New Comer! If I fail, I'll never be an artist again!" She made a promise, pointed out both of her fingers, formed a 'V' sign.

Nico looked at his granddaughter with mixed feelings.

He knew that from a young age, Velina had tried her best to obeyed him in everything. She was even willing to learn many things and help his uncle's company which wasa engaged in the manufacture and distribution of heavy weapons.

During this period of time, not even once had she refused to help.

Even more amazingly, at a relatively young age, Velina could always amazed Nico with her succesfully tough missions and made him proud.

"All right," he said briefly. "Stand up, this is not a Kung Fu movie. You don't need to kneel all the way" He continued, tried to break the ice.

Velina smiled broadly when she heard her grandfather's words. He immediately stood up and hugged her tightly.

"Ah!!! Thank you, Eyang! Merci! Gracias! Xiexie! Arigatoo!" She continued to thanked her grandfather and using foreign languages ​​she knew and endlessly kissed her grandfather's cheeks until they were all wet.

Nico just laughed and hugged Velina tightly as she did.

Suddenly, the atmosphere warmed up again. All of them who were frozen in fear were suddenly able to move again.

"If you want to be famous quickly at your age, you had to make a team! At least there should be a manager and an assistant!" Marino replied, while sipping his wine.

This brother of Velina knew very well, that their grandfather would always melt if Velina had such a strong desire, as she would do everything to make it true.

"I already have them! Jun is my manager and Jena is my assistant!" Velina replied quickly, still hugging her grandfather with a smile that grew even wider from time to time.

Eh ...?

Jun and Jena exchanged glances.

Jun: "....."

Boss, I would rather kill fifety world leaders than becoming an artist manager!

Jena: "....."

Could I choose a mission to break the Pentagon website instead?

Unknown to Velina, Jun and Jena were crying in unison silently.