Hollywood What If Chapter 152
"Did you miss me? My dear son?"
"..."
Kazir stared at the woman before him. The two of them were walking through the park. He felt something odd when his mother called him son instead of his name.
He felt that the woman hadn't aged at all. She still had that angelic smile. Her skin looked smooth with almost no wrinkles. Maybe her st husband was quite wealthy for her to maintain a beautiful lifestyle.
"Ms. , do you remember the st time we met?"
"Hm? Let me guess..." She touched her lips and thought.
"Ten years ago, I guess." She giggled.
"It's been sixteen years. The st time I met you was when I was 13."
"Aha, that means you'll be 24 this year!"
The woman smiled.
"I'm 29 years old."
"Fufu, of course I know. I'm just kidding."
She giggled. But Kazir could see that the woman was lying. He khat Eliza had no idea about his age.
Kazir ched his teeth. Holy, he didn't know why he agreed to this meeting.
He was a director and he could tell if someone was ag or not. Eliza might be a good 'actress', but she couldn't escape Kazir's gaze.
"So, what is the reason you are here?"
"Oh, isn't it obvious? I want to see you. I miss my son!"
She approached him and hugged him, but Kazir didn't react. He was just unmoved.
Eliza noticed the awkwardness and stepped babsp;
"Son, you have grown up so well. I 't believe my son is handsome, tall and rich. A successful film director, fufu."
Again, she didn't speak his name.
"..."
He just stared at him. Kazir khat this woman had a reason for wanting to see him.
Judging by her appearahe least she needed was money. She looked like a rich madam who owned a business.
"Ms. --"
"Mom, call me Mom." She said with a smile.
"Ms. --"
"Mom."
"Ms. --"
"Call me Mom, son."
"... Mom."
As expected, the woman was unreasoill, Kazir had no choice but to ply, for he wahe versation to tinue.
"That's good. What is it, my son?"
"Why are you here? After so many years, this is the first time you have tacted me."
"Because you never answer my letter. Don't you feel sad? Your mother wrote so maers for you, but you didn't answer any of them." She pouted.
'You only started sendiers when Taken became successful. You never tacted me before that. Besides, you didn't try to phone call me at all.'
"So what is the reason why you are here?"
"As always, you don't love me."
She touched her cheek.
"Mom, you're the one who doesn't love me."
"What do you mean? Of course I love you. I always love you." She tried to touch Kazir, but the man spped her hand away.
"I guess you don't believe me."
She looked sad.
"When is my birthday? Fod's sake, prove to me that you have an ounotherly love in your heart."
"Isn't it October-"
"Don't speak. I don't o hear it anymore."
"Aha, it's December, right? Hehe, it's already 29 years, so I guess my memory is a bit fused."
Kazir didn't bother to answer.
'My birthday is September 9th, 1968. But I guess that's too much for you to remember.'
"This is the st time I will ask you. Why are you here?"
His eyes stared at her gravely. It was hard not to be angry in this situation.
"I guess I have no choice but to answer you this time."
Eliza turo her side and looked at the teenage girl standing a few feet away from them.
"This is Mara Foster. She is your younger sister. She is 15 years old."
The teenage girl looked exactly like Eliza. They could be mistaken for sisters instead of mother and daughter.
"You wao see your daughter with another man?"
"Of course not. I'm here to ask you to help your sister bee an actress. She is not an amateur. She is a model and has been on a local TV show in Vermont."
"..."
This is a plete joke.
"Mara, say hello to your brother."
"H- Hello director, I mean brother Keith. I'm Mara, Mom's told me a lot about you."
"Like what?"
"That you're a smart guy. You won the spelling bee when you were 9 years old."
"That's Aaron, not me."
"Really? Wow, I thought it was you." Eliza was surprised. It seemed she had misremembered...
"Anyway, it's not important. I heard that yoing to make another movie year. Why don't you let your sister be in it? I want a supp role with at least five lines."
Kazir ughed. This whole charade was stupid. Very stupid.
'Why am I even here?'
At first he want to leave. But he knew how annoying his mother was. One of the reasons why their father was so broken that he lost himself in alcohol.
'No... I know the ao why I'm here.'
Kazir hoped that his mother would ge. That his mother would show a little bit of affe. To see even a sincere smile.
But what he saw was utter garbage of a woman.
Suddenly he felt his heart breaking. Evehing was difficult.
His face torted as he looked at them.
"Son, are you all right?"
Eliza approached him, but Kazir stared at her with a cold look.
"Don't fug touch me. You despicable bitch."
"W-what?"
Eliza and Mara were both stuhey had heard that Kazir Grey was a gentleman and a good person. But the man in front of them was the plete opposite of a good person.
Kazir's look could kill a person.
"Mrs. , no, Mom, tell me. Why did you name me Kazir?"
He searched for the meaning of his name and it means "another name fod/abundance".
This was the st time Kazir wao hear Eliza's answer.
Suddenly, the woman turned serious. She recalled the suffering she faced back when she regnant. The loimes. Her love slowly turned into hatred. She remembered why she named his sed son Kazir.
"Because I hate God."
Finally, Kazir saw hoy in his mother's eyes. He ughed and turned around.
He was tired. He didn't want to talk to his mother ever again. He walked away with a great disappoi in his heart.
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[I'll be ho, I didn't know the meaning of Kazir/Kasir until st week (now a few months). I just made the name up without much thought. I was actually shocked when I realized its meaning, so I decided to add it to the plot sihe meaning is quite heavy.]
[If you read my other novels, you see that most of the MCs have the letter K in their names. Mikael, Keenah, Kazir, and Calix(sounds K)]
[I know I'm adding too much drama, but let me cook, guys. I need something to cause a breakup between Reese and Kazir. The way for the MC to have a retionship with irls].