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“Mrs Harris, should we go ahead?,”Amelia was lost in thought that she was deaf to the maid’s question.“Mrs Harris, should I commence the cleaning?”She said again with a higher pitch and Amelia was forced to listen.she gave her a doubtful look and rubbed her protruding belly nervously.In Pamela’s absence,she was the woman of the house,she shouldn't be too scared to do the needful.“Go ahead Martha.”A boost of confidence filled her heart,the handmaid send a signal to the rest of the idle maids who followed her into the darkest room in the mansion.The forbidden one! Anabelle's old room.It was festive season and the annual ball party of selected Cheobal families was to be hosted by the Harris.Drake’s parent had taken a long trip to Paris to get the best designs in terms of clothing and interior decorations because they hadn't hosted one in a decade and Infinity Clothier was on the verge of attracting some very wealthy foreign investors so the party had to be…..Perfect!Pamela had ta

Amelia was right,her misery began that day.The tension in the air grew by the moment when she alighted at the mansion.Even Drake was perplexed,he didn't know how to handle the consequence of his rash decision.“Congratulations brother.”Cole’s annoying enthusiasm cut through the air and Drake couldn't help but scoff.The sarcasm behind his friendliness towards him that day was enough evidence of his happiness at the expected misery hole he just got buried in.“Miss Dinkins….oh! My bad..Mrs Harris,”“Welcome to our family.”He greeted Amelia enthusiastically but she responded to him with a curt nod and forced smile, obviously reading through his deceitful personality.Prior to the wedding,she had done her research on the Harris brothers and parents to have a brief idea of what she was getting herself into.And from her research,she found out that she was definitely in for a fierce competition.They walked into the living room where Pamela Harris sat with her designer taking off the lay

Amelia sank back into the chair,she batted her lashes at her reflection in the mirror,her face was the direct opposite of how she felt.The flawless makeup did nothing to accentuate her mood,on the contrary,it annoys her, feeling nauseated with the supposed sweet fragrance of every substance applied on her face and body,but she had to endure it for just that day because—-it was her second wedding within a few months' interval.She let out a frustrated sigh when a knock sounded at the door,she had specifically emphasized her instruction that she doesn't want any visitation till the wedding commences.But she knew Maya or her mother wouldn't let her be.To her surprise,a cold masculine voice cut through the door.“Open up Amelia.”Amelia rolled her eyes as fresh fury took over her,the freaking widower was here again!Probably to check if she hadn't absconded.She moved gently to the door and opened it to be faced by the very demon from hell that had come in human form to torment her life

Graham stretched his neck forward through the transparent barricade to the VIP section of the exquisite lounge. He adjusted his sunglasses as his eyes met with the very ones he was trying to see.He walked in confidently with his head up high and raised a defiant chin as the Harris couple stood up to acknowledge his presence.Amelia followed him closely behind but unfortunately she couldn't mirror her father's confidence because she knew she had more reasons to be worried.“Mr Dinkins,it is a pleasure you honored our invitation”.Pamela Harris said with a pleasant smile that eludes her eyes,the revelation had destabilized her system that she had to rush out in the middle of a pedicure.“Thank you”.Graham responded curtly disregarding her pleasant approach.He sat on the sofa opposite the Harris couple and Amelia sat beside him still burying her head staring intently at her swollen legs.Dickson Harris got the message clearly,his son had made a huge mistake,one that could destroy the co

Drake let out a sigh as the door opened unexpectedly, his eyes met with Maya’s and he could swear she was already in the knowing. They exchanged quick pleasantries and she urshered him in calmly.As he had predicted,Amelia looked nothing like the lady that radiated confidence in front of the camera earlier that morning.Her swollen eyeballs gave her away instantly,Drake could help but feel terrible for being the cause of her misery.“Take a seat Mr Harris”.“Hi”.Maya’s offer and Amelia’s shy greeting colluded,he took a seat on the sofa opposite hers but the right words eluded him. A well known demon in the business world who could seal any business deal within the hour couldn’t find his voice in front of a woman.Strange! Isn’t it?“Seeing you here proved her words right Mr Harris”.Maya knew she had to step in or else those two grownup would spend the rest of the evening in awkward silence. Drake nodded his head in affirmation.“What are you going to do about it?,” she questioned blu

Drake paced endlessly agitated by the reality of what he had done, he waited desperately for Amelia’s call but it never came through.“I can't overlook this”.He whispered to himself and got out of the office.He was certain it was his child but he was still confused on how to handle the overwhelming situation.He got into the elevator and it felt like it was taking forever to reach the ground floor.When he finally got there, it was as he assumed,the rumor of Amelia being a pretentious slut had filled the air.Some of his staff sank back into their serious work mode when they saw him but the customers couldn't care less,they kept dissecting the issue further and somehow—-it hurts him.Drake zoomed off the office premises without an actual clear destination in mind.Was it supposed to be the hospital? Or her home?The only clear thought is that he had to see Amelia.A thought occurred to him,he picked up his phone and dialed Maya’s number but unfortunately,she kept dropping the call.He