HWI 152

Hollywood What If Chapter 152

"Did you miss me? My lovely son?"

"..."

Kazir stared at the woman in front of him. The two were currently walking around the park. 

He felt like the woman didn't age at all. She still has this angel-like smile. Her skin looked smooth with almost no wrinkles. Perhaps her last husband was quite wealthy. 

"Ms. Cohen, do you even remember the last time we met?"

"Hm? Let me guess..." She touched her lips and thought about it. 

"I guess ten years ago."

"It's 16 years ago. The last time I met you was when I was 13 years old."

"Aha, so that means you're 24 this year!"

The woman smiled. 

"I'm 29 years old."

"Fufu, of course I know. I'm just joking."

She giggled. Yet Kazir could see that the woman was lying. He knew that Eliza Cohen have no idea about his age at all. 

Kazir gritted his teeth. 

He is a director and he could discern if someone is acting or not. Eliza might be a good 'actress' but she couldn't escape Kazir's gaze. 

"So, what is the reason why you are here?"

"Aww, 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 realized the awkwardness and stepped back. 

"Kazir, you grew up so well. I can't believe that my son will become handsome, tall, and rich. A successful movie director, fufu."

"..."

He just stared at him. Kazir knew that this woman had a reason why she wanted to see him. 

Based on her appearance, the least she needed was money. She looked like a rich madam who owns a business. 

"Ms. Cohen--"

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

"Ms. Cohen--"

"Mom."

"Ms. Cohen--"

"Call me Mom, my son."

"... Mom."

As expected, the woman was being unreasonable. Still, Kazir didn't have a choice but comply since he wanted the conversation to move. 

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

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

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

"So what is the reason why you're here?"

"As always, you don't love me."

She touched her cheek. 

"Mom, you are 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 slapped her hand away. 

"... I guess you don't believe me."

She looked sad. 

"When is my birthday? For the love of God, 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 jumbled."

Kazir didn't bother answering. 

'My birthday is September 9, 1968. But I guess it's too much for you to remember.'

"This is the last time I will ask you... What is the reason you're here?"

His eyes stared at her seriously. It was hard not to be angry in this situation. 

"I guess I don't have a choice but to answer you this time."

Eliza turned to her side and looked at the teenage girl who was standing a few meters away from them. 

"This is Mara Foster. She is your younger sister. She is 15 years old."

The teenage girl completely resembles Eliza. They might be misidentified as sisters instead of mother and daughter. 

"You want me to see your daughter from another man?"

"Of course not. I'm here to ask you to help your sister to become an actress. She is not an amateur. She is a model and she was in a local tv show in Vermont."

"..."

This is a whole joke. 

"Mara, greet your brother."

"H- Hello Director, I mean, brother Keith. I'm Mara, Mom told me a lot about you."

"Such as?"

"That you are a smart guy. You won the spelling bee when you were 9 years old."

"That's Aaron, not me."

"Is that so? Wow, I thought it was you." Eliza was surprised. It seemed that she remembered it wrong. 

"Anyway, that's not important. I heard you are going to film another movie next year. Why don't you let your sister participate in that? I want a supporting role at least with five lines."

Kazir laughed. This whole charade was stupid. Very stupid. 

'Why am I even here?'

At first he didn't want to go. But he knew how troublesome his mother was. One of the reasons why their father was broken to the point of losing himself to alcohol. 

'No... I know the answer why I'm here.',

Kazir hoped that his mother changed. That his mother showed a small bit of affection. To see even one sincere smile. 

Yet what he saw was utter rubbish of a woman. 

Suddenly, he felt his heart breaking. Even breathing was hard. 

His face contorted looking at the two. 

"Son, are you alright?"

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

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

"W- what?"

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

Kazir's gaze could kill a person. 

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

He searched for the meaning of his name and it means "other name for God/Abundance".

This was the last time, Kazir wanted to hear Eliza's answer. 

"... Because I hate God."

At last, Kazir saw honesty in his mother's eyes. He chuckled and turned around. 

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

[I'm going to be honest, I didn't know the meaning of Kazir/Kasir up until last week. I just made the name up without thinking much. 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 K letters in their names. Mikael, Keenan, Keith, and Kazir.]

[I know I'm putting too much drama but let me cook guys. I need something to cause a break-up between Reese and Kazir. The way for the mc to have a relationship with other girls.]