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 herst husband was quite wealthy for her to maintain a beautiful lifestyle.


    "Ms. Cohen, do you remember thest 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. Thest 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 knew that Eliza Cohen had no idea about his age.


    Kazir clenched his teeth. Honestly, he didn''t know why he agreed to this meeting.


    He was a director and he could tell if someone was acting 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 back.


    "Son, you have grown up so well. I can''t believe my son is handsome, tall and rich. A sessful film director, fufu."


    Again, she didn''t speak his name.


    "..."


    He just stared at him. Kazir knew that this woman had a reason for wanting to see him.


    Judging by her appearance, the least she needed was money. She looked like a rich madam who owned a business.


    "Ms. Cohen--"


    "Mom, call me Mom." She said with a smile.


    "Ms. Cohen--"


    "Mom."


    "Ms. Cohen--"


    "Call me Mom, son."


    "... Mom."


    As expected, the woman was unreasonable. Still, Kazir had no choice but toply, for he wanted the conversation to continue.


    "That''s good. What is it, my son?"


    "Why are you here? After so many years, this is the first time you have contacted me."


    "Because you never answer my letter. Don''t you feel sad? Your mother wrote so many letters for you, but you didn''t answer any of them." She pouted.


    ''You only started sending letters when Taken became sessful. You never contacted 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 pped her hand away.


    "I guess you don''t believe me."


    She looked sad.


    "When is my birthday? For God''s sake, prove to me that you have an ounce of motherly love in your heart."


    "Isn''t it October-"


    "Don''t speak. I don''t need to hear it anymore."


    "Aha, it''s December, right? Hehe, it''s already 29 years, so I guess my memory is a bit confused."


    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 thest 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 turned to her side and looked at the teenage girl standing a few feet away from them.


    "This is Mara Cohen 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 want me to see your daughter with another man?"


    "Of course not. I''m here to ask you to help your sister be an actress. She is not an amateur. She is a model and has been on a local TV show in Vermont."


    "..."


    This is aplete 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 you are going to make another movie next year. Why don''t you let your sister be in it? I want a supporting role with at least five lines."


    Kazirughed. 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 answer to why I''m here.''


    Kazir hoped that his mother would change. That his mother would show a little bit of affection. To see even a sincere smile.


    But what he saw was utter garbage of a woman.


    Suddenly he felt his heart breaking. Even breathing was difficult.


    His face contorted as he looked at them.


    "Son, are you all right?"


    Eliza approached him, but Kazir stared at her with a cold look.


    "Don''t fucking touch me. You despicable bitch."


    "W-what?"


    Eliza and Mara were both stunned. They had heard that Kazir Grey was a gentleman and a good person. But the man in front of them was theplete opposite of a good person.


    Kazir''s look could kill a person.


    "Mrs. Cohen, no, Mom, tell me. Why did you name me Kazir?"


    He searched for the meaning of his name and it means "another name for God/abundance".


    This was thest time Kazir wanted to hear Eliza''s answer.


    Suddenly, the woman turned serious. She recalled the suffering she faced back when she was pregnant. The lonely times. Her love slowly turned into hatred. She remembered why she named his second son Kazir.


    "Because I hate God."


    Finally, Kazir saw honesty in his mother''s eyes. Heughed and turned around.


    He was tired. He didn''t want to talk to his mother ever again. He walked away with a great disappointment in his heart.


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    [I''ll be honest, I didn''t know the meaning of Kazir/Kasir untilst 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 since the meaning is quite heavy.]


    [If you read my other novels, you can see that most of the MCs have the letter K in their names. Mikael, Keenan, Keith, 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 rtionship with other girls].